"I don't believe in fate, I only believe in myself. If anyone makes you unhappy, I will kill him, even if it angers the heavens," Zhu Lin declared solemnly.
Xingxing shuddered. There was no doubt that this person meant what he said. She would never dare to be jealous again; it could lead to someone's death.
Furthermore, one cannot question who the prospective prince consort likes; he will simply kill that person to prove his innocence.
After being rejected, the caravan leader was only slightly disappointed and quickly forgot about it. Having been a merchant for many years, he could tell that the other party was no ordinary person. His earlier actions were just a test; what if it worked out?
As expected, the other party was unwilling to travel with them, did not want to be taken advantage of, and was not interested in receiving payment.
Well, although we lost some people, we managed to save the goods. We should be careful on the road ahead and try our best to deliver the goods to the capital.
Meanwhile, on the Song family's side, the head of the guards had not completed the task assigned by their young lady, and was having some trouble explaining himself. Song Xiyan's face was very unpleasant, and she felt a mix of emotions, with a strong sense of resentment.
In Jiangnan, she had many admirers. If those admirers could see her current situation, they would be heartbroken and beg to protect her.
However, the young man in white never paid any attention to her. Song Xiyan was at a loss. Her parents and the rest of the clan thought she should go to her maternal grandparents' home in the capital and use their influence to find a son of a noble family in the capital as a good match. That way, she wouldn't be wronged by her status as the most beautiful and talented woman in Jiangnan.
So that's what she thought too. She was pampered and spoiled growing up, and she had an exceptionally beautiful appearance. How could an ordinary man be worthy of her? Naturally, only the best man in the world was worthy of her.
Before today, she had absolute confidence, but today's events made her doubt herself; her charm didn't seem to be great enough to bewitch all the men in the world.
If it were an ordinary person, Song Xiyan probably wouldn't have thought much of it or even glanced at him. It's just that Zhu Lin's appearance is too enchanting. There are plenty of handsome men in Jiangnan, and many talented young noblemen. Song Xiyan knows quite a few of them.
But none of those so-called handsome men could match Zhu Lin's looks; in comparison, they paled in comparison and had no highlights whatsoever.
Zhu Lin is not only stunningly beautiful, but also possesses superb martial arts skills. Moreover, she exudes an elegant and noble aura, clearly indicating that she is no ordinary person.
"Looks down on me? Then what is his true identity? I hope he's not all show and no substance." Song Xiyan was secretly saddened for a moment, but quickly came to a conclusion.
The other party was just a chance encounter who had saved her once, so why should she take it to heart? There are so many noble young men in the capital; she refuses to believe there isn't a suitable candidate. She is sure she can find a man who is even more outstanding than him.
They set off again, but a few days later, Song Xiyan's team was attacked once more. This time, it wasn't bandits, but a group of masked experts.
The caravan members quickly realized that the masked men's target was Miss Song. After a moment's thought, they guessed that these men were assassins sent by the Song family's mortal enemies, with the aim of eliminating the Song family's eldest daughter.
If Song Xiyan dies, then the title of the most beautiful and talented woman should be given to someone else.
After much hesitation, the caravan leader had no choice but to lead his men to escape first. As expected, the masked men stopped pursuing them and focused their attention on the Song family's group.
In the blink of an eye, most of the Song family's guards were dead, and the remaining guards were about to collapse as well. Song Xiyan and her maid and servant girl huddled together, trembling, thinking that they would lose their lives today.
She was so unwilling to accept it. She was in the prime of her life, not yet married, and hadn't even had a chance to enjoy the good times ahead. She was assassinated on the road. She would never rest in peace, even as a ghost. It was hateful that the caravan took her money and then abandoned her at the critical moment of life and death.
"Huh, something seems to have changed outside?" The old woman was the quickest to calm down; she soon realized that someone seemed to have come to rescue them.
Just as the old woman was about to lift the carriage curtain to see what was happening outside, Song Xiyan stopped her, saying, "Old woman, don't rush, wait and see, don't go out yet."
She was terrified. She couldn't easily show her face like this, otherwise it would easily arouse bad intentions. If the person who came only wanted her life, that would be fine, but if they wanted to do something else before killing her, she couldn't even imagine it.
"Don't be afraid, young lady. I will protect you even if it costs me my life," the old woman said with tears in her eyes and a determined look in them.
Song Xiyan shook her head with a pale face and said resolutely, "If all the guards are killed, it will be in vain for you and Cuiyu to protect me with your lives. You might as well end it all to avoid being humiliated before you die."
Before long, the fighting outside ended, and the voice of the guard leader came into the carriage, "Thank you for saving us. If you hadn't arrived in time, we would all be dead here."
"No need for formalities. We were just helping out when we saw injustice. It's nothing." Yokoyama Chiyo was dressed as a man. Her previous injuries had not yet healed, and she had just fought with the masked man. Her face was even paler, and her voice was slightly weak.
After expressing his gratitude, the guard came to the carriage and reported to Song Xiyan, "Miss, three benefactors happened to be passing by and helped us. All the masked men have been dealt with, and there is no danger outside."
Song Xiyan breathed a sigh of relief and slumped onto the cushion. After a moment, she gestured for the nanny to reply on her behalf.
The old woman was also her wet nurse, who had raised her since she was a baby. As soon as she saw her expression, the old woman knew what she wanted to say, so she said accordingly, "Miss has been frightened and cannot see outsiders for the time being. You should comfort your benefactor first, and I will get out of the carriage right away."
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