The night was as dark as ink, and the piercing sounds of fierce combat echoed from the jungle, startling the birds perched in the trees, causing them to flutter and fly chaotically.
"Pingzi, take them away." A middle-aged attendant slashed at the neck of a figure in black, his voice stern and commanding.
"Uncle," Pingzi, a young attendant fighting side by side with him, turned back, his eyes red with tears, about to look back.
"Go." The middle-aged attendant panted heavily. "Protect them, go quickly, this is an order."
Pingzi's throat tightened, and he moved lightly. After a few leaps, he rushed to the front of the split-in-half carriage and pulled out two children, about to mount their horses.
"You take Ah Di." The older child handed the unconscious younger child to him.
"Miss, what about you?"
The girl referred to as Miss turned her head, her face covered in blood if there were light, but her eyes were calm and full of hatred.
She grabbed the reins of another horse, mounted quickly, and turned her head to look at the middle-aged attendant still engaged in combat, biting her lip fiercely. "Go."
She led the way, and Pingzi carried the child, riding to catch up.
Some of the black-clad figures saw this and tried to chase after them, but the middle-aged attendant emitted a sharp whistle, and pounced over, sword dancing, and there was a splash.
The sounds of battle gradually faded away from behind, and Xi Zheng wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, clenched his lips, and galloped away on the route back.
At that moment, in the quiet little village, Qin Liusi and the others had just finished their dinner in a farmer's house, sipping tea.
The sound of hoofbeats echoed outside the farmer's courtyard.
Qin Liusi put down her teacup. Although the tea was good, she had no time to enjoy it.
"Chenpi, have the host boil a large pot of hot water."
"Yes."
Qin Liusi looked at Xi Zheng, lips slightly parted, but said nothing.
The sound of hoofbeats came from outside the courtyard of the farmer's house.
Fire Wolf, who was guarding outside, quickly came in, bowing to Xi Zheng. "Young Master, they have indeed returned, and it seems they are seriously injured."
The smell of blood could be detected even from afar.
"Please ask the Young Master to provide medicine to save their lives." A crisp voice sounded from outside, accompanied by a slight thud, as if kneeling on the ground.
"Qin Daifu, what do you think?" Xi Zheng looked at Qin Liusi.
Qin Liusi lazily replied, "I am here at your invitation, consider me your guest, this decision is not mine."
"Go take a look." Xi Zheng stood up.
Qin Liusi glanced at him and stood up as well. "Xi Young Master is quite warm-hearted, not afraid of getting into trouble."
Xi Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking back at her, "Qin Daifu, aren't you also unafraid? You already had Chenpi prepare."
Qin Liusi raised an eyebrow, also stood up, "I am considering whether there's any money to be made. Let's go and take a look."
Several people walked out, and indeed saw someone kneeling outside the small courtyard, covered in blood, a young girl, and behind her, a young attendant holding a child who was barely breathing.
Seeing the blood on them and only a few remaining, it was not difficult to imagine that they had experienced a bloody battle, which must have been brutal, or there wouldn't be just three of them left.
Xi Zheng saw Qi Qian, and Qin Liusi, who was slightly behind him, and the voice of the supplicant, "Please, Young Master, have mercy and save my brother's life."
Qin Liusi looked at the child, hands behind her back. "He's nearly dead, a good medicine is hard to save."
A good medicine is hard to save, but she can!
Xi Zheng trembled, raised his head to look at Qin Liusi, wanting to argue, but seeing her eyes, he held back his tears.
This little Young Master was not speaking falsehoods, she knew.
Xi Zheng crawled forward, kneeling in front of Qin Liusi, "Young Master, save him, and my life will be yours!"