She unconsciously clenched the silk handkerchief in her hand, and her knuckles turned slightly white due to the force, showing her inner anxiety and tension.

"Yeah, we should have arrived a long time ago, but we haven't seen anyone yet."

The general's wife felt her vision go dark. She had finally found her daughter who had been missing for many years. However, she had no time to pick her up, so she sent a letter to her.

There was also a reply saying that she would leave immediately and arrive yesterday at the latest, but she has been late for a day and still hasn't arrived. Could something have happened?

“Don’t worry, madam. I’ll send someone to look for her.” The general sat aside, holding Madam Shen’s hand and comforting her.

"Husband, please go quickly." Madam Shen lowered her head and trembled slightly, "My poor Qingqing."

…

In the early morning, the soft sunlight is like a golden veil, shining through the gaps in the carved windows and onto the bed.

Just then, a sudden commotion erupted outside the door, shattering the tranquility. The person in bed, startled by the sudden commotion, shifted subconsciously. Then, a lazy moan was heard, tinged with impatience at being woken.

Then, the person sat up, her hair disheveled. Her long, inky hair tumbled freely, some tangled around her fair neck, some cascading over her shoulders. Her eyes were half-lidded, as if she were trying to adjust to the sudden brightness.

"Damn it, you won't let me sleep so early in the morning..."

Shen Qing put on her clothes, combed her hair, opened the door, leaned on the fence on the second floor and looked at the noisy group of people below.

“What?!”

The crowd quieted down and looked up.

"Boss, the third brother is back!"

The third sister is back?

"Boss, good morning." A scholar-like man waved at her.

Good morning, who on earth is having a good morning?

"Hello, Xiao San'er."

Uh, this name sounds a bit awkward...

"Boss, I bought a lot of delicious food. Are you hungry?"

Shen Qing looked at what Xiao Saner was holding in his hand, blinked, and jumped directly from the second floor.

She was really hungry.

Shen Shu took it and looked at it. There were buns, cakes, beggar's chicken, etc. "Your village is so poor, how do you have money to buy things?"

"Oh, these are all the food that those gentlemen insisted I take with me on the way home." Xiao Saner scratched his head embarrassedly, "Maybe it's because I read too many books."

Third sister, you are so awesome!

"Boss!" A man rushed in from outside the door and knelt down in front of Shen Qing.

“…Here you go.” Shen Qing handed him the cake she had just taken out, a little confused.

The child gave her such a big gift, but she had nothing good to give.

"Thank you, Boss..." The man happily took it, then suddenly remembered that he had something important to say. "There's a team of carriages coming down the mountain!"

"Whose carriage?"

"I don't know, but he looks rich."

Shen Qing raised an eyebrow.

"Seventh, I'll do what a bandit does, should that be okay?"

Point Seven was silent for a moment: "You are a vicious person. You can do anything bad as long as your conscience allows it."

Tsk, what do we need conscience for in life?

"Bring two brothers with me to take a look."

"Okay!"

Scar happily called two people to follow Shen Qing's footsteps. Usually, they never succeeded in robbery, but this time it was different, the boss was awesome!

Shen Qing bit a piece of grass in his mouth, leaned against the tree with his arms folded across his chest, and watched the carriage coming from a distance.

They don’t look like an ordinary family, but more like wealthy businessmen.

"Boss, they have more people. Do we have a chance of winning?" Scar whispered in Shen Qing's ear.

"There are eight in total, how are they too many?"

Scar touched his nose, he couldn't win anyway.

"Have you memorized all the slogans I taught you?"

"Remember!" They have no problem with this!

As the carriage approached, Shen Qing jumped out with his men, carrying a big knife.

"I planted this tree...that's not right..." Scar scratched his head and looked at Chen Qing for help.

The latter rolled his eyes, kicked him away, and gave him a sacred word: "Get out!"

"Take the money and I'll spare your lives. If you don't have the money..." Shen Qing stuck the knife into the ground in front of him, "Sleep forever!"