She paused, then continued clearly, "Fortunately, they were well-prepared before setting off and brought plenty of dry food."
They wouldn't have to suffer from hunger and cold during their escape, and there was no immediate worry about running out of food.
However, the current situation is not optimistic. The child has a fever, his face is flushed, and his eyes are somewhat glazed.
He was already young and his body was still fragile; he couldn't withstand such torment.
If they had waited any longer to treat her, her condition might have worsened and led to other complications, which would have been dangerous.
We must quickly select a few soldiers who are fast on foot and familiar with the terrain; perhaps we can still bring the child back safely!
Upon hearing that the child might still be alive, a sharp and urgent glint flashed in Qin Qianluo's originally cold eyes.
Without hesitation, she turned around quickly, her sharp gaze sweeping over the soldiers standing guard beside her.
His voice was clear yet carried an undeniable authority: "Search for that child immediately with all your might and bring him back safely and unharmed. Any mishap will be dealt with according to military law!"
Military orders are absolute. After receiving their orders, the soldiers nimbly mounted their warhorses.
The sound of hooves broke through the night, galloping swiftly in all directions, their figures quickly disappearing into the thick darkness.
At that time, the moonlight was as cold and clear as water, falling on this land that had endured many vicissitudes.
Qin Qianluo and Lin Fu stood side by side in front of the county government office, their faces as solemn as frost, as they directed the soldiers in an orderly manner.
The cold corpses of the county magistrate and his family were carefully moved onto the carriage that had been prepared beforehand.
Every movement was gentle and slow, as if afraid of disturbing the peace of the deceased.
During the move, a night breeze blew by, ruffling everyone's clothes and adding to the solemn and sorrowful atmosphere.
Back at the camp, Qin Qianluo did not slack off in the slightest. With a slight frown, she personally paced back and forth in the camp to survey it, her eyes focused and determined, not missing a single corner.
Ultimately, she chose a place nestled against the mountains and facing the water. It was a relatively quiet spot, surrounded by lush vegetation, like a natural resting place.
She stood there, watching the soldiers wield shovels, filling the grave with soil shovel by shovel, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
It is truly heartbreaking and infuriating that such an innocent family suffered such a horrific tragedy.
Once everything was settled, the night was deep and all was quiet, except for a few chirping insects in the distance, which sounded particularly abrupt in the still night.
Despite her heavy and weary body, Qin Qianlu forced herself to finish the remaining trivial matters.
She then waited anxiously in the tent with the military doctor.
The candlelight in the tent flickered gently in the breeze, casting a dim yellow glow on her slightly haggard yet still resolute face.
She would occasionally rise and pace back and forth in the tent, her steps hurried and heavy.
He would sometimes stop and gaze silently at the endless darkness outside the tent, his eyes filled with anxiety and anticipation.
Finally, after a long wait, the sky began to lighten, and the first rays of dawn appeared.
The sound of rapid, chaotic hoofbeats approached from afar.
Upon hearing the sound, Qin Qianluo immediately strode out of the tent and saw two soldiers returning, covered in dust from their journey. Their clothes were still stained with the dust of the road they had traveled, and their expressions betrayed their exhaustion.
One of them was holding a small swaddled baby tightly in his arms. The baby was sleeping peacefully in the swaddle, but his tender face still showed some lingering fear.
Upon seeing this, the military doctor immediately stepped forward and steadily took the child from the soldier's arms.
They quickly returned to the tent, gently placed the child on the prepared soft couch, and then began to carefully examine and treat him in an orderly manner.
His eyes were focused and serious, the instruments in his hands gleamed coldly in the candlelight, and every movement was precise and skillful, leaving no possible subtle symptom unchecked.
Qin Qianluo then turned her gaze to the nanny beside her, who looked terrified and uneasy. Her eyes softened instantly, as warm as the spring sun.
She moved gracefully to the wet nurse's side, gently helping her sit down on a chair, her movements as soft as if she were soothing a frightened fawn.
Then, she poured a steaming cup of hot tea and handed it to the wet nurse's trembling hands.
He said in a gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, it's all over now, this place is absolutely safe. Please have some hot tea and calm yourself down."
Once the wet nurse had calmed down and her breathing had become steady, she sat down beside her and patiently inquired about the situation.
From the wet nurse's tearful, intermittent narration, Qin Qianluo confirmed her suspicions.
As expected, it was the magistrate's wife who, after noticing something amiss, acted out of maternal instinct and boundless maternal love in a critical and life-or-death situation.
She used all her strength and her last breath to pave a path for her youngest son to survive.
However, the other children and she herself were trapped in a desperate situation, and no matter how much they struggled and resisted, they could not escape the clutches of the evil forces hidden in the darkness.
After listening, Qin Qianluo couldn't help but sigh softly, her eyes filled with pity and anger. Her fists clenched unconsciously, her knuckles turning white from the force.
Then, she gently ordered someone to take the wet nurse away to rest.
Watching the wet nurse's faltering figure as she walked away, Qin Qianluo secretly vowed to find the mastermind behind it all and bring him to justice.
Let this family and the innocent victims receive a belated but just justice, so that the deceased may rest in peace and the living may find solace.
Qin Qianluo had been keeping watch here all night, her eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep.
He kept a close eye on the little boy lying on the hospital bed and the busy military doctor beside him, not daring to relax for a moment.
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