The driver turned around and glanced at the two men, but his tone was full of disgust, trying to please the beautiful and elegant cousin who had lifted the curtain: "... Zhou Lang has made donations to several large temples on the mountain, but they refused to take two more steps and even came to block the girl's car. It's obvious that they are not good people! We can't save people like this, the girl will have someone beat them away."

The guards wore swords on their waists and stared at the middle-aged man who was stopping the car and the young man who was keeping silent.

Luo Lingyu glanced over, sighed, and spoke softly with a sad tone: "They are all poor people. Meeting on the road is fate. Why do you have to do this? Uncle Wang, give them some steamed buns and water, pull them away, and tell them not to block our car."

The driver sighed immediately: "Girl, you are so kind!"

Luo Lingyu smiled slightly.

In the car, the younger sister was covered with a blanket, lying in a corner, sleeping soundly, not knowing what time it was. Amid the sound of cicadas, Luo Lingyu lifted the curtain to see her people settling the two refugees they met on the road. The young man was fine, he ate the steamed buns given to him; the middle-aged man with a dirty face knelt in front of the road, looked up and saw the girl sitting quietly behind the curtain, and was slightly shocked.

Rising like the sun and the moon, setting like smoke.

Behind the brocade curtain, the girl was wearing a red silk dress that fell to the ground. She had a clear and ancient face and was so beautiful.

The middle-aged man looked greedy, knelt one step forward, and shouted loudly: "Thank you for saving my life! We are willing to work like slaves to repay you, please take us in..."

All the guards and drivers looked at Luo Lingyu worriedly, fearing that this kind cousin would really agree to let the two refugees follow them. Luo Lingyu didn't think so. She glanced at the two people kneeling in front of the road and observed carefully. The young man lowered his head and his face could not be seen, but the middle-aged man raised his face and looked very ordinary. He didn't look like a man of prominent family who had fallen into the plains.

Luo Lingyu would save people, firstly for her reputation, and secondly because she had learned a lesson from the trouble she got into when she did not save Lu Sanlang - when facing someone who asked her for help, even if she did not want to save them, she would be well prepared, put on the face of a compassionate bodhisattva, and not give them any handle.

What if she meets another Lu Saburo?

The people on the road kept begging and making a lot of noise. After careful observation, it was obvious that these two people could not be the second Lu Sanlang. Luo Lingyu put down the curtain and said softly: "I can't make such a decision. You two are young and strong. You can find other ways out. Remember my kindness and repay it another day. Don't use kindness to retaliate and threaten me to save you two."

The middle-aged man who was shouting loudly was stunned and his face turned red:... I never thought that a delicate and seemingly kind cousin could think of this and say such words.

He lowered his head, his eyes brightened, and when he raised his head again, he was about to ask for help more earnestly, when he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves. Everyone looked together and saw the horses galloping, and the young man riding the leading horse was wearing a jade crown and had a beautiful face, and his posture was like a cloud crane. The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground stopped talking, lowered his head anxiously, and chewed the steamed bun in his hand in a dull manner. He only heard the sound of horse hooves and a gust of wind, and the young man on the horse glanced over. He tried his best to suppress the pressure on his body, and felt that the young man's eyes stopped on him for a while, and then moved away.

The guards protecting the convoy: "Sanlang!"

Lu Sanlang's horse stopped beside the carriage. He looked down at the girl behind the curtains in the carriage and asked with interest and a strange tone, "... Is sister Yu'er doing good deeds again, giving food and drinks to people she meets on the road?"

Luo Lingyu blushed in the car: From Lu Yun's tone, it was obvious that he was mocking her for being "hypocritical".

But people outside thought Lu Yun was praising her.

Luo Lingyu coughed and awkwardly performed the whole trick in front of everyone: "...Yes. Seeing them suffering on the road, I really couldn't bear it, so I had to lend a hand. Cousin, you won't blame me, right?"

The man outside the car chuckled.

It was as if he was whispering in her ear, teasing her. Even through the curtain, she could imagine his curled lips, and her face suddenly felt hot. At the same time, she felt a little uneasy: since she went up the mountain, she hadn't seen Lu Yun for many days. In her heart... she missed him quite a bit.

When Lu Sanlang arrived, the two refugees blocking the road in front of the car seemed to have lost their courage and dared not to shout that they would work like slaves to repay the girl. When the guards chased the two men again, the middle-aged man pulled the young man and ran away quickly. The two ran far away, hid in the bushes and lay down, carefully looking at the car team in the distance. The middle-aged man and the young man saw the car parked on the side of the road open the door, and the girl who made them look surprised stuck her head out and talked to the young man who leaned over. After the two men said a few words, the handsome young man got off the horse, handed the reins to the servant, and got on the car with the girl.

The middle-aged man was immediately disappointed and spat, "...Pah. Those nobles are just so messy. A man and a woman were in the same car. Who knows what they were doing in the car."

The bravery and daring of the upper class has always been a strange world to the common people.

The young man kept his eyes down and said nothing. He wiped the dirt off his face in a depressed manner, revealing a handsome face. He was quiet and never looked up, but heard the middle-aged man next to him say with regret: "Such a beautiful girl... Hey, aren't the girls from the upper class kind? Why is it that when we stopped a car and asked for help, the woman only gave us food and didn't even invite us to sit in the car?"

He said, "I heard that Mrs. Chen from the Chen family provided housing for the refugees!"

"Damn... No, this girl must be kind-hearted. She was just delayed by that guy. I'll ask for help next time I meet her."

"Aristocratic family... Hey, if we marry her, maybe we can enjoy a few days of happiness... When Jianye City is conquered, we will take this beauty with us for her care, hey!"

The young man remained silent throughout.

Chapter 74

Under the blazing sun, the middle-aged man kept swearing as he watched the ox-carts and horses pass by the bushes where they were hiding. His words were rough, and his tone was full of yearning for the upper-class nobles. It was obvious that he was of humble origin and could not be a descendant of the nobles. After the Lu family's convoy passed, the middle-aged man and the young man set out again, continuing to be refugees and begging for food everywhere. The middle-aged man was angry and resentful. He envied the every frown and smile of a beauty like Luo Lingyu, and he was jealous of the gentleman who had just talked to the beauty, whose romantic demeanor was completely different from that of people like them...