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Chapter 13 Road Encounters
Here Ye Zhaoyan was taken to a hillside by the youth in Tsing Yi.

Surrounded by open fields, the cold wind howled in the setting sun, rustling the trees.

The boy stopped on the hillside to rest for a while.

Ye Zhaoyan looked up, there was a thick fog under the hillside, and a small river could be vaguely seen, and the river was rushing.

This is a hidden path down the mountain.

"What are you taking me down the mountain for?" she asked in disbelief.

"Of course I'm going to see you off!" The boy didn't answer directly, but bent down and picked her up again.

But he avoided her gaze.

Ye Zhaoyan in front of her was just a twelve-year-old girl with a taller figure.

But such closeness always made him unable to adapt.

Ye Zhaoyan was dragged to the wound by the boy's actions, and let out a muffled snort.

The arrow wound in the shoulder was still bleeding.

Although the arrow was very thin, it was only used as a deterrent, but the wound that was not bandaged still made her suffer unceasingly.

The young man in Tsing Yi tore off the hem of his clothes to bind the wound for her, and then wrapped the remaining cloth around her shoulders.

Ye Zhaoyan watched him seriously.

The boy's eyes are beautiful, like a deep pool.

It's just that there is a heavy indifference and alienation in the eyes.

This is a seemingly gentle but cold person.

Ye Zhaoyan suppressed the feeling of uncertainty in his heart, and asked softly, "How do you think about what I just talked to you about?"

"I can't afford this risk, so I won't accompany you." The boy still kept walking, with a calm expression on his face.

Ye Zhaoyan could hear the alienation in the other party's tone, she raised her head and met those dark and deep eyes.

The other party's eyes were cold, even under the setting sun, there was still a cold air, which made her feel uncomfortable.

A strong despair welled up in my heart.

After she was brought down the mountain, it might not be that simple to greet her.

I didn't see anyone along the way, Ye Zhaoyan didn't believe it was because Xue Huaidan was afraid of embarrassing her, so he went out of his way to avoid suspicion.

She always felt that there was a darker trap waiting for her ahead.

Suddenly, she saw a group of chariots and horses passing by in the distance.

Could it be the person who came to rescue her!

As soon as this idea came up, it was squashed.

Because she saw Butler Xue Er.

He was wearing a gray brocade robe, with half a hundred hair and beard, and his face looked very kind.

Behind Steward Xue stood more than a dozen guards, and the team of horses and horses stopped at the same spot.

The clothes of the two parties are very different, it seems that they met by chance in this wilderness path, discussing something.

A tragic bitterness appeared on Ye Zhaoyan's face.

She doesn't want to give up.

The convoy in the distance obviously noticed the two.

"What's going on here?" A steward beside a gorgeous carriage asked with a frown.

After hearing that person's inquiry, Second Housekeeper Xue immediately walked over with a respectful expression.

"We also passed by by chance and saw this woman clashed with a group of beggars. The beggars injured and defiled the woman! We are sending her home."

"Is that so? Yanzhong, go and escort him." A voice came from the carriage.

"Yes!" A middle-aged man jumped off his horse and ran towards Ye Zhaoyan quickly.

Ye Zhaoyan's face was already covered by the youth in Tsing Yi's arms, revealing only his ragged and dirty clothes.

The man called Yan Zhong was stunned when he saw Ye Zhaoyan's tattered dress, and a sympathy flashed in his eyes.

Yan Zhong originally wanted the woman to thank her in person because of his master's good deeds.

After all, his master used to do "good deeds" that earned him a good reputation.

However, that woman's body is thin and slender, and she is a broken flower, so I'm afraid she won't be able to catch the eyes of the master.

It must be that the master didn't want the insulted woman to recognize his appearance, so he sent him there.

Yan Zhong secretly shook his head, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful that a woman would be disliked by everyone if she lost her reputation.

Ye Zhaoyan was a little depressed.

Although the young man in Tsing Yi seemed to be gently protecting the back of her head with his hand, it was actually holding it firmly, preventing her from moving.

Everyone only thought that the young man was taking care of the face of the tarnished woman, and they didn't think it was abnormal.

"Ji Sinian! Why are you still standing there? Why don't you follow him to send the girl back home?" Second Butler Xue snapped at the young man in Tsing Yi, with warning and threats in his eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Yanzhong.

Yan Zhong came back to his senses, first bowed in the direction of the carriage, then turned around and walked to Ye Zhaoyan's side, and said respectfully, "Girl, please!"

Ye Zhaoyan's shoulder suddenly throbbed.

She was held in the arms of this boy named Ji Sinian for a long time, and she felt that his arms were too tight.

At this time, I don't know why the other party is doing it, and just now my hand tightened again.

Ye Zhaoyan's arrow wound wasn't critical, but he bled a lot.

At this moment, the blood-clotting wound slowly began to ooze again under the pressure.

The cloth wrapped around her shoulders was quietly smeared with a flower of blood.

A sharp-eyed servant seemed to have seen it, and said in confusion: "Why is this girl still bleeding, she won't be dying soon..."

His voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated into the ears of several people present.

A few eyes turned to Ye Zhaoyan, and saw more and more blood stains on her shoulders, through the thin layer of fabric, staining the cuffs of the young man in Tsing Yi.

A flash of astonishment flashed in Yanzhong's eyes.

Ji Sinian's expression did not change at all, but the indifference in his eyes became a little more serious.

Butler Xue's expression changed again and again.

At this time, the servants beside Yanzhong also saw Ye Zhaoyan bleeding, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Master, this woman is dying!"

Steward Xue has been watching Ye Zhaoyan's movements. He has always been very good at observing words and expressions, and instantly noticed something was wrong.

His heart sank, and he suppressed his anger and said: "She's not dead yet, so it doesn't matter if she bleeds, just send it down the mountain and ask a doctor to have a look."

"This..." Yan Zhong was in a dilemma.

"No need!" A deep and pleasant voice came, but the tone was a little cold.

The curtain of the carriage was picked up with one hand, and the people in the carriage leaned out.

It was a man in a purple dress.

This person looked to be in his thirties, with a tall and thin body, handsome eyebrows, and a tough and resolute face.

This appearance matches his voice very well, making people feel his inner domineering and powerful.

Steward Xue was nervous for a while, and hurriedly bowed to salute, "I have seen you, my lords!"

"Old Steward Xue, I think you are really stupid. You can't even do such trivial things well. Why don't you go home and farm." Zhu Qianfeng said with a smile.

"Yes!" A fine layer of sweat dripped from the forehead of Housekeeper Xue Er.

After Zhu Qianfeng gave a few more instructions, he waved for Yan Zhong to support Ye Zhaoyan.

The corner of his eyes glanced at the nervous-looking young man in Tsing Yi beside Steward Xue.

"Who are you? Why don't you let go of this woman?" His voice was flat, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Ye Zhaoyan's heart skipped a beat when she heard the words. She originally restrained her impulse to distinguish whether this person was an enemy or a friend, so that she could adapt accordingly.

Things seemed clear at the moment.

Her throat was a little dry, and she opened her mouth to speak, but she felt Ji Sinian's fingertips touch her body, and she couldn't move.

(End of this chapter)