The two spent most of the night embroidering and went to bed late. In a daze, they heard a sound coming from outside. Lian Zhi got up and went out to check, and saw flames raging not far away. Bandits had come to massacre the village, and they were still some distance away.
"Let's go, let's take the silver."
"Yes, miss."
The two grabbed their valuables and ran outside, sneaking out from behind the house.
Yan Zhen stuffed the purse in her hand into the inner lining of the little figure wrapped in her arms.
The purse contained a small amount of loose silver, and a prominent character for "sorrow" was embroidered on the bottom of the purse.
Little Heyou didn't know that this would be the last time he was held in his mother's arms. Today he was very well-behaved, quietly nestled in his mother's arms without making a sound.
The bandits gradually advanced into the village, and the bandit leader headed straight for Yan Zhen's house.
With a look of pleasure on his face and a gruff voice, he asked, "You said there's a beautiful woman in this village, someone really good-looking. Are you sure she lives here?"
"Yes, boss." The bandit beside him bowed respectfully and followed behind.
“I have been to this village a few times and have seen that village woman before. She is absolutely stunning.”
The bandit's eyes gleamed. If he could please his boss this time, wouldn't his position rise rapidly? The thought alone was exhilarating.
The remaining bandits looted various parts of the village. The bandit leader and his men searched the courtyard but found no one. He was furious.
He spoke harshly, "Bring him back to me!" A barely concealed murderous intent welled up on his face.
Little beauty, let's see how long you can run!
"yes."
...
The footsteps behind her grew clearer and clearer. Yan Zhen, panting heavily, ran forward with all her might.
The bandits behind them spotted a figure and shouted, "It's right ahead! Chase after it!"
Lian Zhi was so exhausted that she could hardly breathe, and tears streamed down her face. Then, in despair, she said, "Miss, you take the young master and run first. I'll go and distract those bandits."
The two huddled behind a large tree, the firelight behind them growing ever closer.
Yan Zhen looked at Lian Zhi with pain, reluctantly placing the baby in her arms, tears streaming down her fair cheeks as if bidding farewell. "Lian Zhi, take good care of him."
She gently stroked the sleeping child's delicate face and said silently, "You'er, you must forgive your mother and grow up well."
She slowly got up and ran to the other side without looking back. Lian Zhi suddenly came to her senses and saw that the firelight behind her had moved in the direction Yan Zhen had run away.
Miss……
Her sobs were as fierce as a torrential downpour, her tears flowing like a raging storm, as if she were pouring out all her sorrow.
Tears streamed down her face like a waterfall, but she dared not utter a sound.
Yan Zhen ran forward with all her might. The firelight behind her grew closer and closer. She finally reached the place she wanted to go. She looked down at the bottomless abyss, her face marked with dried tear stains.
A lewd voice slowly rang out, "Little beauty, don't run away, there's a cliff behind you, hehehe~"
She turned around and looked at the ravenous bandits behind her, slowly closed her eyes, and collapsed backward in utter grief.
Ah Yan, You'er, I'm sorry...
"Don't……"
A gasp rang out from the cliff top as the petite figure plunged into the abyss and vanished without a trace.
*
Lian Zhi carried the baby in her arms for an unknown amount of time. As dawn broke, she felt her eyes dry and couldn't shed a single tear.
The little one in my arms squirmed uncomfortably and finally let out a clear cry.
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