The girl who was dressed more simply got up and helped the other woman in brocade to her feet, asking with concern, "Miss, are you alright?"
The woman in brocade, addressed as "Miss," trembled slightly, stood up with a shiver, and after a long while spoke softly in a gentle Wu dialect, as melodious as a nightingale.
"Cuiyu, I'm alright. Thank you both for saving me."
Xingxing sighed inwardly at how stunningly beautiful this young lady was. She clicked her tongue and said crisply, "No need to be so polite. We just happened to run into each other. This isn't the place to talk. Let's leave here first."
Emerging from the overgrown bushes, the group arrived at the roadside, where a brown horse was grazing by the roadside, swishing its tail and occasionally snorting.
"Our young lady has been frightened and sprained her ankle. She may not be able to walk on her own. Could you please let her ride this horse?" The maid was a very clever girl with bright, darting eyes. As soon as she saw the horse, she immediately asked.
Xingxing frowned slightly but didn't reply immediately, as if she was considering it.
Zhu Lin immediately refused, saying, "Your young lady can't walk, so you can carry her. This horse belongs to my young lady, and she is very precious. I can't give up the horse."
That tone was utterly merciless, showing absolutely no tenderness or consideration for the woman.
Oh, no, that's not right either. This handsome young man also cherishes jade, but he cherishes the one beside him.
The young maid choked for a moment, then found her voice after a long pause. She changed her tone and explained softly, "My young lady is the eldest daughter of the Song family, the most prestigious family in Jiangnan. Her maternal grandfather is the Minister of War. She is the most talented woman in Jiangnan, and also the most beautiful."
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