Chapter 73 - Search
"Ah--" Yimei couldn't help but turn pale, and she opened her mouth to call for help.
Not so with Nangong Yue. In her previous life, she went from the crown princess to the Empress, and it was not smooth sailing. She suffered dozens of assassinations before and after, and her mentality was not comparable to that of ordinary women. She quickly calmed down and whispered to Yimei, "Don't make a sound."
This shout scared Yimei and she was immediately silent, and the carriage driver outside sensed the difference, hurriedly asking: " Miss Third, Miss Yimei, are you all right?"
Nangong Yue gave a reassuring look to Yimei and said softly, "Tell him we are fine.”
Yimei's face was as pale as paper, but she still took a deep breath and tried to calm down, "Uncle Laifu, Miss Third and I, we're good." Her voice was still a little trembling, but it was not clear in the slightly bumpy carriage.
The masked young man’s deep eyes stared at them both for a moment, a flash of surprise in his eyes.
The black cloak in the young man's arm emitted a faint smell of blood, Nangong Yue as a doctor, the smell is extremely keen, and can not help but frown. She took out a silver needle from her pocket and decisively stuck it into the other party's acupuncture point to stop his bleeding.
This is the first time I have used this silver needle since I got it, I never thought it would be used on a thief from an unknown origin, and to stop his bleeding!
The masked young man was stunned, he originally thought that Nangong Yue and her maid was just an ordinary weak woman, but did not expect Nangong Yue to strike so quickly, before he could react, his master had been stabbed with a needle….
"What are you doing?"
The young man's black eyes became darker and sharper, the cold glittering sword blade immediately pointed at Nangong Yue's throat, but was stopped by a weak and feeble voice: "Xiao Si ...... don't ......"
"Sir(Gongzi), how are you?" The young man looked eagerly toward the person in black cloak.
The black cloak barely straightened up, the cap of the cloak hood fell down, it was a young man in his early twenties. He looked extremely handsome and his facial features were perfect as if they were the masterpieces of God. But the face is pale and blue, it seems to be deadly, even the breathing is very weak, if you do not look closely, almost to think that he has stopped breathing.
What's more alarming is that his exposed face and neck are covered with wounds that have just been scabbed over, which seems really shocking.
That sick gongzi said with difficulty: "Xiao Si, this ...... girl is kindly helping me to stop the bleeding!"
At these words, the teenager did not breathe a sigh of relief, but more alertly looked at Nangong Yue.
Just that needle, if she wanted to kill the gongzi, just stab at the dead point, then ......
The young man's black eyes became darker and sharper, like a sharp sword that was about to pierce Nangong Yue. "Why did you help my gongzi to stop the bleeding?"
If Nangong Yue is delicate, she is afraid to faint already, but she is Nangong Yue after all and fearlessly stares at each other, slowly saying: "Your Gongzi’s blood smell is very heavy." She also had to do it! Although she did not know why this masked boy and his master were actually being chased by the Jin Yiwei, but since the Jin Yiwei had gone out, they definitely would not give up easily, that is to say, Later, it is likely that the Jin Yiwei will come up to search their carriage, then if the smell of blood permeates the entire compartment. Even if they go away, her innocence is afraid of not being able to say ...... otherwise, she is not a good person, why should she stop the bleeding of thieves who do not know their identity!
The young man was stunned, and also figured it out. And the sick gongzi even smiled out and said sincerely: "Thank you."
“Miss Third..”
Yi Mei is about to cry out looking at Nangong Yue, trying to crawl to her side, but she only moved a little, the teenager's sword blade pointed at her. "Do not move!"
Nangong Yue certainly knows that the longer these two people stay here, the more unfavourable to her. So she said without turning around: "You should know that I will not turn you in, what do you want?"
The young man took a look at Nangong Yue's dress and knew she was an elegant young lady of a Noble Family. The reputation of the girl may be more important to her than life, but the life of the gongzi is too important, must not have the slightest slip ...... he was still hesitant, he saw the gongzi nodded to him.
The young man no longer hesitated, and said softly: "Send us to the Qingyue Tea House in the east of the city." As he spoke, the tip of his sword approached Yimei, with a sharp light in his eyes, "Otherwise, I will kill you and took her."
His last sentence was extremely cold, as if there were ten thousand sharp swords hidden in his voice, the chill overflowed and captured the soul.
Yimei cowered for a moment, but still bravely said, "Miss Third, don't listen to ......"
The young man did not speak, just brought the tip of the sword closer to the Yimei ...... Seeing this, Nangong Yue hurriedly said: "Do not hurt her. I will help you." She looked fixedly at Yimei, once again reassuring her, "Yimei, listen to his words, we will be fine."
Yimei seemed to have gained strength from her, calmed down a little, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Uncle Laifu, Miss Third wants to buy some tea for the Second Master, you take us to the Qingyue Tea House in the east of the city."
The coachman responded with a sound, and then turned the direction of the carriage and drove towards the east of the city.
After that, there was no more sound in the carriage, only the sound of the wheels running over the ground and the sound of the whip being thrown by the coachman.
Halfway, the masked teenager's face suddenly changed, and his voice became tense, "Let the coachman speed up!"
Nangong Yue frowned, and immediately thought of a possibility, " Is Jin Yiwei chasing?"
She obviously guessed right. The masked teenager narrowed his eyes sharply, and the murderous aura that had been restrained was released in an instant. It scared Yimei's feet softened in fright and almost didn't fall.
"Can't speed up the carriage, it's too conspicuous." Nangong Yue hurriedly said again, "Now our interests are the same, if you and your friends want to get out, better listen to me!"
The young man stared at her without blinking, as if he wanted to see the depths of her soul, and Nangong Yue did not flinch, the sick gongzi helplessly sighed ......
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In a short while, the sound of horse hooves in the back was getting closer and louder, accompanied by the overbearing and ruthless shouting of Jin Yiwei: "The carriage in front, stop!"
Although the coachman is not clear what is going on, but also knows that the Jingyiwei cannot be easily offended, hurriedly "phew" slows down the speed of the carriage. At the same time, those Jin Yiwei have already chased up, three or two moments surrounded the carriage.
"Which family are you from?" The leader of the Jin Yiwei waved his whip and asked in a commanding manner.
The coachman was nervous, but still replied, "I ...... we are from the Nangong House."
"It turned out to be Lord Nangong's family." Jin Yiwei, who took the lead, said lightly, "Jin Yiwei is doing business, and now we are going to search your carriage."
"Several adults, the only ones sitting inside are..." The coachman tried to stop him, but his words were so rude, a Jinyiwei rudely opened the curtain of the carriage.
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