Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Fourth Master's Imperial Consort

New book is open: "Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Fourth Master's Beloved Consort", welcoming new and old friends to follow.

Before transmigration, Lin Mengyao was a leftover woman ...

Chapter 2835 Crossing the Sea

It's unclear how long the carriage has been traveling. Thirteenth Master followed the Green Robe Hall Master, swaying and staggering all the way. Wan Quan had already forgotten the route. Finally, he found an opportunity halfway through to throw his jade pendant into a corner and then stopped moving.

The carriage finally stopped, and the Thirteenth Prince got out to find that they had arrived at the seaside. An ordinary fishing boat was moored on the shore. The Thirteenth Prince nervously looked around, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked fearfully, "Where is this? Aren't we going to the island? Why isn't there a ship to pick us up?"

The green-robed leader pointed to the small fishing boat and laughed, "This is the small boat that will take us to the island..."

Thirteenth Master was so shocked his jaw dropped. He staggered back, his voice trembling, "This... how can this boat carry people? Besides, it's not some small river or stream, this is a sea crossing..."

One by one, the Green Robe Hall Master's men boarded the boat. Thirteenth Master was so scared that his legs trembled. Although he had prepared for the worst, he did not expect that the final means of landing on the island would be a dilapidated fishing boat. He could not help but worry about his life.

The leader of the Green Robe Hall stepped onto the small boat, turned around and laughed, "What? Afraid? Weren't you so eager to see our master? This isn't a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire..."

The more the Thirteenth Master acted as if he feared death, the more the Green-Clad Hall Master believed in his identity. He chuckled and teased, "Since you're not leaving, then we're leaving you to your own devices. Who knows what the future holds for our business..."

Thirteenth Prince moved with trembling, unsteady steps, looking as if he were about to be executed, which made everyone on the boat burst into laughter. Thinking of Seventeenth Prince still waiting for news of him at the encampment, and the Emperor far away in the capital, Thirteenth Prince was absolutely unwilling to give up this opportunity. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, grabbed the hand of the Green Robe Hall Master, and boarded the small fishing boat.

This was the first time Thirteenth Master had ever been out to sea in such a small boat. The fishing boat was like a lone leaf on the sea, swaying wildly and uncontrollably. Seeing that everyone else seemed quite used to it, Thirteenth Master felt no worry or fear. He mustered his courage, leaned against the edge of the boat, and looked around.

Thirteenth Master noticed that the ferryman remained expressionless, staring intently into the distance. He sincerely admired his courage. Just then, the Green-Clad Hall Master glanced at Thirteenth Master's gaze and said with a smile, "Don't look anymore, he can't hear or speak..."

Thirteenth Master was taken aback, then understood. He swallowed hard and laughed awkwardly, "I see. How far is your island? Since you are so rich, why don't you buy a ship instead of taking this old fishing boat and having someone who is deaf and mute be in charge of your safety?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone stared coldly at the Thirteenth Master. The Thirteenth Master was slightly taken aback, realizing that he might have said something wrong, so he pretended to be scared and shrank back.

The Green-Clad Hall Master said solemnly, "My master prefers a low profile and doesn't want the world to disturb his peaceful life..." The Thirteenth Master let out a long sigh, and the Green-Clad Hall Master said in a low voice, "Of course, if anyone dares to reveal Xiaodao's location without permission, they will suffer the same fate as him..."

Following the Green Robe Hall Master's gesture, the Thirteenth Prince looked at the fisherman, trembled, and quickly covered his mouth, whispering, "Don't worry, sir, I wouldn't dare..."

The ship had been tossed about at sea for six or seven hours, and it was already getting late. Although Thirteenth Master was a man, he was also starting to feel seasick. He had vomited several times and was shunned by everyone on board. Fortunately, the ship finally reached a small island.