She has a slender waist and delicate bones, and is able to seduce the ascetic horse.

Chapter 262: Wish Come True
Meng Hun was startled and looked down at the person in his arms.

"What did you say? How did Pavilion Master Murong get involved? Could it be that... he found you first? Where is he now?"

Shen Jiaojiao was confused by this series of questions and didn't know how to answer. She quickly told her brother what had happened in the past two days.

Upon hearing that it was Murong Zi who abducted her from the Meng Mansion, Meng Hun immediately didn't want to bother with the matter anymore.

Later, he heard that Murong Zi, despite being poisoned, disobeyed Prince Qing and rescued Shen Jiaojiao from his clutches, and that he wholeheartedly escorted her away after the two fell off the cliff. The anger in his heart gradually dissipated.

"Do you remember where the exact location is?"

Shen Jiaojiao shook her head. "I don't know. I fell off a cliff in the suburbs and landed in a cave halfway up the mountain. I followed Murong Zi out the next day."

As he spoke, tears quickly filled his eyes again.

"Oh, is it true...if we don't know the location, Murong Zi is doomed?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't know." Meng Hun smiled and rubbed her little head. "Since you said that Prince Qing sent people to search, I just need to follow the clues to find it."

"Yeah." She nodded gently and buried her face in her brother's arms.

The familiar scent of osmanthus surrounded her and soothed the fear in her heart.

It was only at this moment that she had the mind to think about the bandits outside.

"What about those bandits? How are they doing?"

The man rested his chin on the top of her hair, his eyes flickered slightly, and his long eyelashes drooped, covering the bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

There was no expression on his face, but he chuckled softly, saying in a gentle voice, "Jiaojiao has lost weight."

His big hand unconsciously touched her slender waist.

Shen Jiaojiao realized that her brother was avoiding the topic, so she raised her hand and pressed it on her waist.

"No, I want to know how they are doing, that Shen Dalu..."

"Are you still thinking about that bandit leader?"

The man's throat rolled and veins bulged on his forehead. It was obvious that he was suppressing his anger.

That bandit leader actually dared to hold Shen Jiaojiao's waist? And even dared to pull her into the room?

Thinking about how Shen Jiaojiao had fallen into the hands of bandits, and who knows what the bandit leader had done to Shen Jiaojiao... Meng Hun was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

But he couldn't ask or tell.

On the way here, he had thought of everything.

No matter what, as long as Shen Jiaojiao is still by his side, he won't mind those things.

But those people in Black Wind Village don’t have to live!
If I wasn't afraid of scaring her...

"Brother, don't get me wrong. Shen Dalu is a good person. If he hadn't protected me, I might...maybe..."

The rest of the words could not be said.

Shen Jiaojiao buried her head in Meng Hun's chest again, sobbing softly.

Just out of the tiger's den, into the wolf's lair.

God knows what kind of mentality she had to survive. If it weren’t for Shen Dalu... she might have become a ghost long ago.

She would rather die than be forced by bandits!
"Really?!" Meng Hun's voice suddenly rose, with endless joy in his tone.

This was something he didn't dare to hope for.

He had already prepared for the worst and didn't care about what the world called chastity. He would kill everyone who had hurt Shen Jiaojiao.

He never thought that his Jiaojiao would bring him such a big surprise.

Meng Hun raised his hand and pinched her chin, then lowered his head impatiently and kissed her red lips.

There is a strong feeling of affection surging in my chest.

Shen Jiaojiao widened her eyes, staring blankly at the handsome face in front of her that had been magnified several times. She forgot to move and let the man's breath sweep her away.

His lips and tongue moved, inviting her to dance.

It wasn't until she couldn't breathe that she began to sob and struggle, and backed away.

Meng Hun's eyes deepened slightly, and he moved his big hand that was pinching her chin to the back of her head, pressing against her head to prevent her from escaping. Shen Jiaojiao was almost fainted by the kiss.

When she was finally released, she had almost no strength left, her legs and feet were as soft as noodles, and her whole body leaned on the man.

The man held her in his arms, his voice low and hoarse.

"Don't worry, I won't kill Shen Dalu."

The implication is that the rest will not escape death.

She understood the meaning of the words, but did not say anything.

If it weren't for Shen Dalu, she would have surely ended up living a life worse than death.

Thinking of the dirty words coming out of the bandits' mouths, Shen Jiaojiao closed her eyes tightly and said "hmm".

She is not a living Buddha, she wants these people to die!
"But Shen Dalu seems to have a few trusted subordinates. You can first ask them whether they have committed serious crimes. If not, you can spare their lives."

This was the only kindness she could give to Shen Dalu.

It depends on what those people have done.

"Okay." Meng Hun agreed.

After getting the promise, she finally felt relieved.

The energy that was pent up in my heart was released, and fatigue came over me like a tide.

Her eyelids were drooping, but she was still thinking about Murong Zi who had disappeared.

"Brother, save him, save Murong Zi..." Before she fell asleep, she still grabbed Meng Hun's clothes worriedly, "You must save him!"

Meng Hui patted her little hands and comforted her softly: "I promise you, I will definitely save him."

Shen Jiaojiao could no longer hear these words.

After tossing and turning for two days and two nights, she was so frightened that she could no longer hold on and closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Meng Hun brushed away the messy hair stuck to her face, picked her up by the waist, and walked out of the house.

The bandits had long been subdued by the palace soldiers, and the secret guard personally arrested Shen Dalu and brought him before him.

"Are you Shen Dalu?" Meng Hun lowered his eyes and looked down.

Shen Dalu knelt down in a respectful manner, "In reply to Mr. Meng, I am Shen Dalu."

"You saved Jiaojiao, what do you want?"

"I want to stay with you and turn over a new leaf instead of being a bandit in the mountains."

"Follow me? Do you know what I do? Do you have any skills that I can use?" Meng Hun asked casually.

How could he easily bring people under his command?

On the surface, he is on the young marquis' side, but what if these people are undercover agents sent by the enemy party?

"I know. I have admired Mr. Meng for many years. As long as Mr. Meng is willing to keep me by his side, it doesn't matter what I do." Shen Dalu rested his forehead on the ground, his attitude becoming more humble.

Meng Hun's eyes flickered slightly, "Okay, you come back with me first."

As he spoke, he looked up at the bandits who were kneeling on the ground with their hands on their heads.

"Are there any of your trusted aides among those people? Jiaojiao said that if your trusted aides have never committed a serious crime, you can spare their lives."

Shen Dalu didn't expect such an unexpected surprise, and quickly turned around and called his trusted friends.

"None of you have ever committed a serious crime?" Meng Hun raised his eyebrows and looked at them.

"Never!" Shen Dalu was so happy that he danced with joy. "Don't think that we are bandits from the Black Wind Village. In fact, we only robbed the rich and never killed anyone."

Then he pointed to another group of people.

"Those farmers who used to live at the foot of the mountain could no longer make a living so they moved up the mountain to become robbers and did many unscrupulous things."

Meng Hun did not comment. He told the hidden guard to "go find Murong Zi" and left with Shen Jiaojiao in his arms.

As for whether what Shen Dalu said is true or false, we will know it at the first trial.