Feeling guilty, Xiao Nanhui was in a dilemma and timid, even his figure became wretched.
After looking around, she decided to find a secluded place to wait, and as soon as the emperor showed up, she would seize the opportunity to approach him.
When the emperor traveled, he would usually have several carriages. These carriages looked almost identical in appearance, but only one of them contained the emperor himself, and the rest were just attendants.
Xiao Nanhui found an empty carriage. The servants in the carriage must have gone out on business. There was only a small table and a few cushions in the carriage.
She jumped up and sat on the axle at the back of the carriage, found a suitable angle for vision and began to squat.
After a while, she shifted her gaze slightly and accidentally glanced at the horizontal bar under her buttocks, and her eyes paused.
Because the mud and gravel stirred up by the wheels during movement will be blocked by the crossbar behind the car, even if you clean it from time to time, the axle will still be covered with a layer of mud and sand.
But now there was a section of the wood that was obviously too clean, as if someone had wiped it repeatedly with their hands.
Suddenly, something came to his mind. Xiao Nanhui quickly jumped off the carriage and kicked the baffle on the axle away with his foot.
The wooden board flew out, and at the same time a thin figure crawled out from under the car and ran straight towards her.
The opponent was quite powerful, but his body movements were not good enough, and he was knocked to the ground by her with a sweep as soon as he made his move.
But she was still shocked when she saw the attacker's face clearly.
No wonder the other party could hide under the shaft of the carriage, he turned out to be a child who had not yet grown up.
A pair of light brown eyes, unique to the Southern Qiang people, were embedded in his thin, sunken cheeks. His dark skin had peeled due to the cold and dryness, and his lips were stubbornly pursed, as if to prevent others from noticing that he was actually trembling.
"Don't, don't kill me, I just want to ask for a drink of water..."
Xiao Nanhui's movements slowed down unconsciously, but the alertness lurking in her blood was vibrating, reminding her that the scene before her was not so simple.
When did he hide under the carriage? How could a child asking for water hide under the axle for so many days?
At this moment of hesitation, a fierce light suddenly flashed in the child's eyes. The hand that had been hidden in the sleeve was pulled out, and in the blue fist, a short knife made of sheep bones was tightly grasped, and it attacked her abdomen directly.
This attack was delivered with all-out ruthlessness, but for someone like Xiao Nanhui who had practiced martial arts for many years, it was still too slow.
She struck with lightning speed, and before the boy could react, the knife made of sheep bones flew out and fell into the dust.
After failing in his first strike, he stubbornly got up again. Seeing the dagger at her waist, he roared and tried to rush over to grab it, but she grabbed his shoulders with one hand and broke off half of his arm with another force.
The other person grimaced in pain and couldn't move, but still held back a sound.
It is no secret that the Southern Qiang people are fierce and unruly. Xiao Nanhui knew this very well. Even if the other party was a child, he did not give him much leeway.
"Who sent you?"
The young man stiffened his neck and said nothing, beads of sweat running down his face and dripping onto the back of her hand.
He clenched his five fingers and increased his strength by 20%. The child finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried out.
"No one, no one ordered me to do this. I came here on my own!"
She sneered, "You came here on your own? Not to mention that the Tiancheng army's route is top secret, there are four armies returning from Bijiang. Which one the king is on is even more secret. How did you know?"
"What king? The person I want to kill is you! I followed you here..."
This time Xiao Nanhui was stunned. She looked at the child's face carefully, not sure whether he was lying cunningly in order to escape.
"Do you know who I am? You're just making up lies like this..."
Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly became excited and turned his head to stare at her. "Traitor Pan Yaoer, everyone has the right to kill you! The elders said that if we chop off your head, we will avenge the thousands of Southern Qiang people who have been killed. Everyone in the village will pray for me!"
Xiao Nanhui's hands, which were firmly pressed on the child's arms, finally loosened a little involuntarily. Looking at the face distorted by pain, he finally felt a little familiar.
"Are you from...the village?"
"Has Village Master Pan forgotten us so quickly? But the people of Bijiang will all remember that the guest they entertained, the guest of honor, ultimately brought war and became a jackal that occupied their homeland! A lackey! The emperor's lackey!"
The hand holding the dagger slowly dropped. She looked at the face covered in mud and filled with hatred, as if she saw the evil deeds she had created with her own hands.
No, it shouldn't be like this.
She hadn't been the one to start the war. Everything she did was simply what she had to do as a natural soldier.
"If you don't want to be a Bijiang person, you can still be a Tiancheng person. You used to have no water to drink and your grazing land was always being taken away. This will definitely be better than before..."
"That Bai guy said the same thing before, but what happened in the end? In the end, no one kept their promise! Liars! You are all liars! God will punish you and make you pay for your actions today. You will fall into the hell of karmic fire and cold caves, and suffer the pain of being abandoned by everyone..."
She looked at the resentment spreading in the child's eyes, and suddenly thought of Anlu's face in the dungeon that day.
History is really just the same play with different actors. Only those who have the script are immersed in it and cannot see the direction of the future.
Should she kill him here? Because one day he would be consumed by hatred and become another Anlu.
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