Chapter 327 Suspected Old Friend
At this time, a caravan was riding on sleds in the snow.
"Ma'am, there's someone over there."
A man wearing fox fur pointed at Wanquan lying in the snow, turned his head and shouted.
The sled behind stopped immediately. On the sled sat a tightly wrapped woman with her eyes covered with a black veil, so her face could not be seen at all. A circle of fenders wrapped in leather was nailed around the sled. A total of eight hounds were used to pull the sled.
The woman was holding an exquisite hand warmer in her hand, and she was wearing a goose yellow thick cotton-padded skirt with silver patterns embroidered with flowers and butterflies, and a lake blue thick fox fur cloak embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns.
The woman slightly stretched out her hand, and immediately a maid came forward to help her get off the sled.
The windshield on the sled was a little short, so the woman had to lower her head to get out, but her movements were extremely graceful, and it was obvious that she came from a prominent family.
"Where are the people?"
"Ma'am, over there, but he looks frozen solid. I don't know if he's still breathing."
The woman took a look from a distance and saw that the other person was covered in blood and was still wearing the battle robe of Da Qi. It was obvious that the other person was a soldier of Da Qi. The woman was a little hesitant.
They are now between Da Qi and Bei Liang. Their destination is the capital of Da Qi, but they encounter Da Qi and Bei Liang at war, so they have been wandering on the border between the two countries and have no chance to enter the capital of Da Qi.
"Why do I think that man is a soldier from Da Qi? Let's not meddle in other people's business, lest we get into trouble."
The woman had a gentle voice and sounded no more than twenty years old.
"Yes, ma'am."
The woman turned around and sat back on the sled. The sled started moving quickly. The caravan was passing not far from Wanquan. At this time, the sun was shining from the clouds. After more than ten days of heavy snow, it was the first time to see the sun. The people in the caravan were in a good mood. They shouted at the hunting dogs all the way and moved forward at a high speed.
The woman glanced at Wan Quan through the small window, but was blinded by the bright light on Wan Quan's chest.
"Wait, stop for a moment." The woman quickly ordered the old woman driving the sleigh in front.
The old woman reined in the hunting dogs, and the sled slowly came to a stop.
"Hongmei, go and see if there is anything reflecting light on that person?"
"Yes, ma'am."
Hongmei got off the sled and walked over with difficulty. As expected, she saw a jade token on Wanquan's chest. This jade token seemed to be the one that the lady had given to a little girl before. How could it be on this man? Hongmei was puzzled and her face showed a deep puzzlement.
Hongmei reached out and tore off the jade token, wiped the blood off it with a handkerchief, and returned to the woman.
"Madam, this is your jade token."
Hongmei handed the jade token to the woman through the small window. The woman was surprised for a moment, then took it and took a look, and she realized that it was indeed hers. She had not seen the little girl since she parted with her last time. In the vast sea of people, she was from Yue and the little girl was from Da Qi. Although she often traveled between Da Qi and Yue, it was extremely difficult for her to see the same person.
She also tried to pass the message through the shop owners of various shops, keeping an eye out for the little girl using the jade pendant, but the jade pendant seemed to have been used only once and never appeared again. To this day, she actually found the jade pendant directly, but not the person she was looking for.
"Anan, go and see if that person can be saved. If he is really dead, help bury him."
"Yes, ma'am."
Anan waded through the snow and walked over, feeling Wan Quan's breath and finding it was still very weak. He then rubbed the snow on Wan Quan's face vigorously until his face became a little redder and his breathing became a lot stronger, then he stopped.
Then he picked up Wan Quan and walked back.
"Madam, it seems that this man is not dead yet and can be saved, but he has lost too much blood and needs to be stopped immediately."
The woman immediately said, "Take off his clothes first, change him into our clothes, and find a place to treat his wounds. We must save him."
"Yes, ma'am."
The sled traveled for most of the day and arrived at the foot of a mountain. Perhaps they were really lucky as they actually came across a small wooden house.
This should have been built by a hunter who often came to the woods to hunt. It was a bit shabby and looked quite old. The roof of the wooden house was made of thatch and was covered with thick snow. However, it could be seen that the wooden house had just been repaired, otherwise it would have collapsed long ago with such heavy snow.
The problem now is that it is difficult for them to enter the wooden house because the snow is so heavy that half of the wooden house is buried in snow and the door cannot be opened.
"Ma'am, it's getting dark. We have nowhere else to go. This is our only place to stay. This man will die if we don't save him."
Anan walked up to the woman and asked respectfully.
"Then let's stay here for one night, and we can dig a way out together and open the door."
The woman sat on the sled and did not get off, and gave the order with a hint of anxiety in her voice.
Anan answered yes, and took out the weapons they carried with them from the sled, used them as snow shovels and started digging the snow.
There were more than twenty servants in the caravan, all of whom were very skilled and whose main job was to protect the women.
It took half an hour, and the snow in front of the wooden house was finally cleared, and at least the threshold could be seen.
"Madam, the snow has been cleared. Please get out of the car."
Hongmei hurried forward and helped the woman gently get off the sled.
The woman was wearing a pair of deerskin and cotton boots, which made very slight sounds when she walked. Hongmei supported her all the way to the door of the wooden house.
The lady looked at the big lock on the wooden house, frowned and looked at Anan: "Why hasn't it been opened yet?"
Anan immediately stepped forward and smashed the lock with the spear in his hand. Then he pushed open the door of the wooden house with both hands. It was a little dark in the wooden house and he could not see the furnishings inside clearly.
The woman was supported by her maid and slowly walked into the wooden house. She looked around and could roughly see the layout of the house with the light of the snow outside.
This wooden house is not very big, with two rooms in total, one for cooking and living, and the other for resting.
Half of the outer room was filled with dry firewood, and there were also pots and stoves, tables and chairs, but nothing else.
The room inside was separated by wooden boards, so I couldn't see clearly. I could only vaguely see a bed.
"Anan, hurry up and send someone in, light a fire, and keep everyone warm."
"Yes, ma'am."
At the woman's command, the servants outside started to move. The old woman driving the sleigh came in with some items used by the woman, and cleaned up the room with the maid Hongmei.
There was nothing inside except a bed covered with hay and some hunting tools hanging on the wall.
When everyone came in at the same time, it seemed a bit crowded. The servants didn't dare to enter and leave the bedroom at will, and they were all busy in the outer room.
At this time, the servants built a fire on the ground of a room outside. There was a fire pit on the ground outside with ashes from the previous burn. The servants cleaned it up a little and it was ready for use.
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