Without knowing it, Ji'er fell asleep.
When she woke up, she found that the carriage had come to a stop. Given how dark it was inside, she guessed it was night.
Frowning, she called out softly, "Lil Lin, Lil Tian, Lil Mu, where are you?"
The words had barely left her mouth when the curtain was suddenly lifted by someone outside.
The person's back was facing the light, making it difficult for her to recognize who it was right away. Judging from their figure, however, it did not seem to be the coachman. Narrowing her eyes, she demanded warily, "Who are you?"
At that moment, she finally realized something was wrong.
The three boys were gone, and the coachman was nowhere to be seen either.
Could they have been killed by robbers while she was asleep?
She had not sensed the slightest commotion, though—how deeply had she been sleeping?
The thought made her heart sink, and she reached for the dagger in her sleeve.
