I dress up as a poor noblewoman, and I bring my whole family home with my literary talent.

Chapter 95 An Umbrella and a Horse
Lu Jing glanced at several of his subordinates present and said, "If today's incident gets out and damages Miss Song's reputation, I will hold you responsible."

Several subordinates nodded in response, then picked up the young monk and dragged him away.

The three sisters supported each other and came out of the stone house. Song Changling had never seen a sword being used before. She turned pale and subconsciously looked at the pool of blood on the ground. The strong smell of rust almost made her vomit.

Song Lingyi's gaze fell uncontrollably on Lu Jing's knife.

Lu Jing turned around silently and thrust the long sword into the rain. The cool rain rushed over the blade, washing away the bloodstains bit by bit.

He swung his sword in a flower shape to dry the water, sheathed it, and then walked towards Song Lingyi. He was tall, with a strong back and a wasp waist. When he stood in front of Song Lingyi, she had to look up to see his face.

She looked really miserable, her clothes were stained with mud, her once silky black hair had become loose, a few strands of hair were hanging down on the side of her face, her lips were pale and her eyes were moist, she looked weak yet stubborn and pitiful, she pursed her lips, "Why are you here?"

Lu Jing did not answer her. He stretched out his hand and pulled a dry straw out of her hair. Instead, he said, "Miss Song is really stubborn. She doesn't even cry even in this situation."

Song Lingyi was stunned, not knowing how to respond to him. Lu Jing looked down at her unnatural left leg, and suddenly lifted his robe, squatted on one knee in front of her, stretched out his hand and gently grasped her left knee, moving his long fingers and pinching her injured knee a few times.

Song Lingyi felt pain and let out a cat-like humming sound from her throat, very soft and a little hoarse, which made people feel nervous.

Song Lingwan hurriedly stopped him and said, "Men and women should not touch each other! Thank you for your help just now, but please don't worry about my sister's injury."

Lu Jing raised his eyes and stared at Song Lingwan with a cold gaze, then took his hand back and looked at Song Lingyi, whose eyes were slightly red due to the pain in her knee. "No bones are injured. She will be healed in half a month."

Song Lingyi raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears from her eyes. She pursed her lips and said, "Thank you."

Lu Jing stood up, hung the knife back on his waist, put two fingers into his mouth and blew a whistle. A black horse came running from a distance and stopped in the rain outside the cave, shaking its head to shake off the rain soaked in its mane.

If Song Lingyi was not mistaken, this horse was the one Lu Jing rode in the southeast hunting area.

He looks tall, mighty and majestic, and like his master, he has a beautiful but difficult to tame appearance.

A ghost-faced man brought an oil-paper umbrella and handed it to Song Lingwan and Song Changling, "The thieves in the temple have been cleared out. The two girls can walk down the mountain."

"..." Song Changling took the oil-paper umbrella

There is no problem walking down the mountain, but Lele obviously knows them. Who are they? They are all so skilled.

Miss Liu's body was being processed. Song Lingyi asked, "Can Miss Liu's body be returned to her family?"

Lu Jing lowered his head and glanced at the dishevelled body. He was silent for a moment and said, "Deal with it decently."

"Yes"

Song Lingwan considered that Song Lingyi's leg was injured and she definitely couldn't walk down the mountain. "Sir, my sister's leg is injured. Can you lend her your horse?"

Lu Jing did not refuse. The horse was summoned for Song Lingyi to ride.

Lu Jing casually put a cloak on Song Lingyi and reached out to hug her, but Song Lingyi gently brushed his hand away: "I, I can do it myself." Then she held on to the wall and jumped out on one leg.

Lu Jing saved her, so she should thank him, but she still had to keep the appropriate distance.

Lu Jing frowned and looked at her back, then suddenly took two steps forward and without saying a word, picked her up and carried her sideways.

"Oh--"

Song Lingwan and Song Changling were walking down the mountain holding umbrellas. Song Changling turned around and saw this scene, "This man... oh... are they..."

"Third Sister"

Song Lingwan glanced at Song Changling coldly and said, "Be careful with your words." Song Changling immediately fell silent.

……

Song Lingyi screamed and hugged his neck subconsciously. She wanted to ask him to put her down, but when she looked up and saw the evil mask that kept strangers away, she swallowed the words back.

Lu Jing strode out and carried her to the horse. Jiying, who was standing by, was amazed. Lu Jing held Song Lingyi's waist with one hand and reached behind him: "Umbrella!"

Jiying hurriedly handed him the oil-paper umbrella she had prepared.

Lu Jing opened the umbrella and handed it to Song Lingyi, saying without allowing any refusal: "Take it!"

Song Lingyi held the umbrella handle and sat on the horse, looking somewhat helpless. She sat high on the horse, while Lu Jing stood below the horse. At this moment, it was Lu Jing who had to look up at her.

The rain hit the umbrella with a crackling sound, and tiny, cold drops of water dripped down the brim of the umbrella onto his arm.

He stood in the dense, freezing rain, and suddenly raised his black eyes to look into those clear eyes.

"Are you here for opium?" Song Lingyi asked casually in order to break the somewhat charming atmosphere.

Lu Jing frowned under his mask, "How did you know?"

"This cave smells of opium, and the monk who just held me hostage also smells of opium."

"This is not your concern."

"..."

The rain in the mountains was light, but it was falling heavily, splashing like oil onto the umbrella.

Song Lingyi squeezed the umbrella tightly and looked away, "You gave me the horse, how are you going to get down the mountain later?"

“No problem”

"Your family is still waiting for you in the temple, go back quickly." Lu Jing said, and patted the horse's butt gently, "Take them back to the temple, and be obedient on the way."

The black horse seemed to understand what he said. It neighed and then ran towards the temple at a steady speed.

…………

The last stone house in the cave was filled with a lot of newly made sandalwood incense. The smell filled the house. Lu Jing and others covered their mouths and noses with wet handkerchiefs to prevent themselves from being drugged and losing their minds.

They took away boxes of Jingtan sacred incense along with the tools used to make it, and only one of the people who made the Jingtan sacred incense was left alive.

The young monk lost an arm and was living a life worse than death. When he was taken away, he wanted to commit suicide by taking poison. Fortunately, Dark Blade was experienced and removed his jaw, taking out the poison hidden in his mouth.

After dealing with the affairs in the cave, Jiying came to Lu Jing and said, "Master, everything is done. Do you want to go to the temple?"

"Why go to the temple?" Lu Jing asked indifferently.

Jiying said: "Song...your horse is still in the temple..."

In fact, what he wanted to say was "Miss Song Wu is still in the temple."

Lingjing Temple is on the mountainside, and the location of this cave is higher than Lingyun Temple. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, the search should not be carried out on horseback, but when they heard that Miss Song Wu was missing, they did not care about anything else, and the master and he rode on horseback to rescue her first.

Since you are so worried about Miss Song Wu's safety, why don't you take another look at her before leaving...