Chapter 18 Sending You On Your Way

"Young Madam." The two were so moved that their eyes turned red.

Shang Wan raised an eyebrow in dissatisfaction, "What did you call me?"

"Sister!" The two of them said in unison, their voices so loud.

"Be good." Shang Wan reached out and rubbed their heads. "After we rescue Lu Chengjing, we'll plan how to live our lives from now on."

The two nodded heavily, feeling warm in their hearts.

The young lady is really different now.

"Wuwuwu...Liang...I'm not leaving!"

Little Yuanyuan nestled obediently in her mother's arms and listened for a long time before she finally realized something was wrong.

My mother just came back and she's leaving again.

The little guy felt wronged, and golden beans fell down one by one. He was so sad that he kept blowing snot bubbles.

"Wuwuwu...I won't go!"

"Don't cry, don't cry." Shang Wan hurriedly coaxed the little one in his arms. After the crying subsided, he said, "Just this once. From now on, I'll take Yuanyuan with me wherever I go, okay?"

“Wuuuu… I won’t go…” Yuanyuan refused to listen and hugged her mother like a koala, tears falling non-stop.

"Mom...I won't leave..."

Shang Wan felt a little distressed, so he carried the child to the bedroom. After coaxing the little girl to sleep, he fed her a drop of spiritual spring water before coming out.

Shitou glanced into the house and whispered, "Sister, Yuanyuan can't leave you, so I'll take the letter to the capital."

Shang Wan shook his head, "No, you're too slow, it's too late."

Stone:?

Aren’t all carriages moving at the same speed?

Shang Wan didn't want to say much. She took the luggage Xiaohuan packed for her and left quickly.

Zhang Er, who was on the roof, watched Shang Wan's back as she walked further and further away, wondering, "Brother, it's already this late, what is Madam Shang doing in such a hurry?"

"What does this have to do with you? Get back to work!" Zhang Da scolded his brother without even raising his head.

"Oh." Zhang Er lowered his head to remove the broken tiles and replace them with new ones. While his brother wasn't paying attention, he secretly glanced in the direction Shang Wan left, only to find that the beautiful figure had disappeared.

…

The next day.

The chain on the cell door rattled. Lu Chengjing, who was sitting on a straw mat, turned around and saw the squad leader and two yamen runners walking in with stern faces.

The yamen runner on the left was holding a shackle, and the yamen runner on the right was holding shackles.

Lu Chengjing's heart trembled. Tian Sheng was indeed not a stupid person.

"The city has been in turmoil lately. To prevent any mishaps, Lord Tian has ordered that the criminal Lu Chengjing be escorted to the capital today."

After the squad leader finished speaking in a rough voice, Liu Tong came forward with the shackle and handcuffed Lu Chengjing.

Liu Tong had received great favors from Li Wenhua, and his gratitude to Li Wenhua was as great as his hatred for the murderer Lu Chengjing. He secretly changed the 15-jin shackles to 30-jin ones, intending to take revenge.

As soon as the yoke was put on, Lu Chengjing realized that the weight was wrong. He glanced at Liu Tong and did not miss the resentment in his eyes.

Lu Chengjing was already weak, and he hadn't eaten or drunk anything today. The thirty-pound yoke seemed to crush him, which was nothing short of torture.

In just a moment, sweat broke out on his forehead, the blood color gradually faded from his thin face, and his lips were as white as paper.

But even so, he never bent his thin back. His long eyelashes drooped, and his eyes, as bright as the moon, were dark in the depths.

The change of shackles naturally could not be hidden from the squad leader's eyes, but he said nothing and waved his hand for Xie Zhiqiang to come forward and put handcuffs on Lu Chengjing.

Even with the help of the spiritual spring, Lu Chengjing's leg injuries were not fully healed. When Liu Tong and Xie Zhiqiang forcibly pulled him up, he felt a piercing pain in his legs.

His legs were shaking uncontrollably, Lu Chengjing bit his lips tightly, veins bulged on his neck hidden by his messy hair, and sweat poured down like rain.

"Hurry up!" Liu Tong reached out and pushed him.

Lu Chengjing was already struggling to stand, but Liu Tong's push made him unable to stand any longer. He fell heavily to the ground, and a muffled groan escaped from between his bitten lips and bleeding teeth.

Liu Tong pulled the man up, but his hand slipped and let go in the middle of the process. Lu Chengjing fell again. His delicate white cheek rubbed against the rough ground, and the skin was broken and bleeding in an instant, and gradually became red and swollen.

"The time has come." The squad leader glared at Liu Tong with a warning, and asked the two men to help Lu Chengjing up and almost drag him out.

Lu Chengjing was roughly thrown into the prison van, his face covered with messy hair, looking weak and disheveled.

He took two deep breaths, barely pushed the messy hair away from his face, leaned against the wooden railing of the prison van, looked at the crowd, and a sarcastic smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Among the crowd of onlookers, a man in a blue and white scholar's robe stood with his hands behind his back, watching the prison van head towards the north city gate with indifference.

The prison car drove out of the city gate, and anxious shouts were heard behind it.

"Wait!" Qiao Yu'an chased after him, holding a green bundle, and stopped in front of the prison van. He cast a worried look at the miserable Lu Chengjing in the van, "I'll give Chengjing a ride. Please be lenient, sir."

"It's Young Master Qiao." The squad leader recognized the man in front of him at a glance. Thinking of the Qiao family, he put on a polite smile. "Lu Chengjing is a serious criminal. The higher-ups have ordered that he must not have any contact with others. Young Master Qiao, please don't make things difficult for us."

"I just want to bring some dry food to Chengjing." Qiao Yu'an threw two taels of silver to the squad leader, "Just a cup of tea."

The foreman weighed the silver ingot and said with a smile, "Of course I have to give Young Master Qiao face. Please do as you please."

He raised his hand and motioned Liu Tong and Xie Zhiqiang to move to the side.

Qiao Yu'an hurried forward, "Chengjing, I believe you are not the murderer. I have asked my father to send a message to the capital to ask my grandfather for help. You must hold on."

He placed the bundle at Lu Chengjing's feet and said, "The bundle contains dry food and water. I gave them to them. They don't dare to leave without them."

"Thank you." Lu Chengjing slowly raised his head with a faint smile on his lips, "It is my great fortune to have Yu'an as my best friend in this life."

"What's wrong with your face..." Qiao Yu'an stared at Lu Chengjing's red, swollen, and broken cheeks in surprise, with fire flashing in his eyes. "You have the title of scholar, and they dare to torture you!"

He clenched his fists. His beautiful face was ruined like this. If it was left with a scar, even if the charges were cleared, he would have no chance of a career in politics in the future.

"I'll go find them!"

"Yu'an." Lu Chengjing called him, his voice gentle, "I didn't know the way forward before, and now it's like this. Don't worry about me anymore. You should focus on preparing for next year's provincial examination."

"I don't……"

"Today may be the last time we meet." Lu Chengjing interrupted him, his eyes smiling. "I hope your wish comes true. Let's say goodbye now."

Qiao Yu'an's eyes turned red and she almost cried.

Why is fate so unfair to Chengjing, such a good person?

"Mr. Qiao, it's time." The squad leader came over, pulled away Qiao Yu'an, who was clinging to the prison cart, and shouted, "Let's go!"

The prisoner carriage was moving slowly, leaving two long ruts on the official road. Lu Chengjing closed his eyes and leaned against the prisoner carriage to relieve the pressure on his neck.

The sun was getting hotter and hotter, and the area was becoming less and less populated.

The squad leader winked at Xie Zhiqiang.

The prison van suddenly turned and headed towards the woods beside the official road.

Liu Tong was puzzled: "Boss, why are you going into this forest instead of taking the official road?"

"Of course..." The squad leader drew his knife and stabbed Liu Tong in the chest, saying coldly, "I'll send you off!"

(End of this chapter)