Song Qingci bandaged the wounds of several people, and then asked the person with the least serious injury to go back and find someone to bring a stretcher to carry the seriously injured person back to recuperate.
Song Qingci planned to go back with his "big brother" Fu An.
After seeing Fu An's abilities, Fan Er naturally felt relieved.
But he still wanted to go to Huaishan.
"...I was the one who brought you here, and something went wrong along the way. I have to give an explanation to Master San. Besides, I have to investigate with Master San to find out who the hell is that was so audacious as to trip me up."
Song Qingci was indeed a little tired.
She was bandaging these men, and her hands were so tired that she couldn't hold the reins.
Fu An stood under a pine tree in the distance and waved to Song Qingci.
Before Song Qingci saw it, Fan Er had already reminded her, "Your elder brother is calling you."
Song Qingci walked over.
Fu An turned his back to the crowd and said in a very low and gloomy voice, "I think there are still a few people who are still breathing. Why don't you save them?"
Song Qingci: When men become sarcastic, women have no chance.
How come she hadn't noticed before that Fu An was so good at yin and yang?
Fu An was talking about those who committed the assassination.
There are corpses lying all over the ground, and there are indeed a few of them still breathing.
Fu An was mocking her saintliness.
But Song Qingci was in the wrong, after all, she did use Fu An, so she said sincerely: "Thanks to you today, thank you."
As she spoke, she bowed to Fu An.
Fu An, who had been prepared for a retort, was stunned by her reaction.
Why did you give in?
Is this still Song Qingci?
So for a moment, Fu An couldn't avoid her gift.
"I know you have your principles, but I'm still forcing you to do something." Song Qingci said, "I'm kidnapping you. I really can't bear to see someone die for me."
After a pause, she continued, "You know, I come from a merchant family, not a high status. Although I do have servants, I never ask others to risk their lives for me. I can't afford to sacrifice a few lives for the rest of my life."
Xu Youyou said that she would not interfere with what others did.
But she must live up to the education she received, not treat human life as worthless, and not brainwash people with so-called loyalty.
"But I have dragged you down and used you. I will remember this and will repay you in the future." Song Qingci bowed to Fu An again.
This time, Fu An supported her with the scabbard, preventing her from bending over.
He said awkwardly, "It's okay. I'm glad you're okay. You can rest."
He took off his cloak and silently spread it on the stone next to him so that Song Qingci could sit down and rest.
Song Qingci said, "Put it on quickly. I'll take the pad off the saddle."
Upon hearing this, Fu An silently put on his cloak, took out the mat and laid it on her, then retreated to a distance, stood in a protective posture, and listened vigilantly to the movements around him.
On the surface, he looked as calm, indifferent and aloof as before, but in his heart he was deeply touched.
He was a secret guard, and was picked out from a group of little beggars at the age of four because he was quick in grabbing food.
He no longer lacked food and clothing, but he also paid a price accordingly.
He went through ten years of brutal training, stood out, and finally came to the side of the Third Master.
In addition to physical training, the most important training is loyalty. Loyalty to one's master is engraved in one's bones.
While having absolute loyalty, one's normal joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness, as well as the friendship, sympathy, and compassion that a normal person should have... all of these are castrated.
They are the master's vassals and should give everything for their master.
No one thanked him because that was his mission.
No one will feel sorry for him because he is just a tool.
No one had ever spoken to him like that.
Fu An thought that Song Qingci might not really be suitable to follow the Third Master.
It would be a disaster if one day she became the same as other noble ladies.
Song Qingci looked down at the large bloodstain on her chest and thought that the dress probably couldn't be washed out, what a waste of her new clothes.
Jin Yue squatted under the tree next to her, poking the ant nest she had just discovered with a stick. She didn't look frightened at all and even called Song Qingci to come over and take a look.
Song Qingci: "You play with Songzi."
Songzi was originally held by Jinyue and was now getting some fresh air on the tree.
It's the one that's going to be crushed to death, so pitiful.
Also, it is different from them, it is combat-capable, okay?
As a result, the two women, one big and one small, both held it tightly.
Fan Er came over, secretly looking at Fu An and asked Song Qingci: "Sister, do you have a good family background?"
Song Qingci was a little confused by this sudden question.
Why are we talking about her background?
"Not bad." She nodded. "I run a small business. My father is a minor official."
Well, her mother donated it later, and it has no real job. She just didn't want to perform formalities when meeting people.
Her mother said, spend money to avoid kneeling.
Song Qingci thought of the fifty thousand taels of silver and felt that "not kneeling" was really expensive.
"I was saying it, you and your brother are so polite when talking to each other, how different. By the way, why would a girl from a good family go up the mountain?"
Song Qingci: The household registration checker is here.
She said frankly: "I was married before, but divorced. After some strange combination of circumstances, I ended up in Huaishan. But I won't stay in Huaishan for long. My parents will come to take me back to Beijing."
"You won't stay long? Then what about the Third Master?"
Song Qingci: "I am not the Third Master's woman. What Brother Fan heard is all rumors."
"Fake?" Fan Er's eyes widened as he obviously didn't believe it.
"Yeah." Song Qingci smiled, "Three people make a tiger, and rumors spread."
"Then the Third Master still has no woman? Could it be that he really likes men?" Fan Er scratched his head.
Song Qingci: "..."
Don't talk nonsense, I don't know.
So this is what people outside are saying about Mr. Fu San.
But it is not good to talk about people behind their backs, so Song Qingci said: "Brother Fan, I have rested well, let's go."
Fan Er said, "Are you really rested? Rest a little longer, there's no rush."
Song Qingci was about to decline politely when he suddenly saw a man and a horse coming at lightning speed on the horizon.
Changhong, who was beside her, had already gone forward excitedly.
It’s Master Fu San who is here!
Song Qingci didn't know why, but he was also very excited.
While I was excited, I also felt a little aggrieved - probably like a child crying for no reason when he sees his mother.
It's probably normal for her to feel this way now that she's meeting her uncle who's not her biological uncle.
Song Qingci stood up.
"Dad!" Jin Yue also noticed it. She threw away the stick she used to poke the ants, shouted excitedly, and opened her arms.
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