At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Ci, who was as pale as paper and lying weakly on Feng Jiuyan's back. Everyone realized that Yan Ci's situation seemed very bad.
So, everyone took action, pulling and supporting each other, and carefully lifted Yan Ci onto the donkey cart. Although their movements were a little flustered, they were full of concern and anxiety.
Meng Liang stood not far away, staring at Feng Jiuyan's back with dark eyes.
The prisoners and the officers may not know it, but he knows it.
The killer last night was sent by Mr. Mo!
He found wolf totem patterns on the bodies of the killers.
Meng Liang guessed that maybe because he had not been able to find the whereabouts of the Black Feather Order, Mr. Mo was extremely anxious and directly sent assassins to investigate.
If the situation continued to develop in this way, if he failed to provide useful clues to Mr. Mo, he would probably be abandoned by them.
Thinking of this, Meng Liang became extremely anxious.
What should he do? He was at a loss.
On the other side, after Yan Ci was carried into the donkey cart by Zhang Chong and others, Feng Jiuyan was about to get off the donkey cart as well, but he was pushed back by Madam Feng.
"Ayan, why are you running around? Stay in the carriage and rest for a while. You didn't sleep the whole night. Look at you, you look so pale." Madam Feng said with concern.
Feng Jiuyan glanced at Yan Ci lying in the carriage, then glanced at his mother with some surprise in his eyes.
According to ancient regulations, boys and girls under the age of seven should not sit at the same seat, but her mother actually let her and Yan Ci stay in the carriage!
As a modern soul, she didn't mind these things, but she was surprised to hear her mother say such things.
Madam Feng immediately understood what her daughter meant. She froze in frustration, "Hey, look at me. I was so worried about you and wanted you to rest that I forgot about this. Let A-Li stay with you. Nothing else is as important as you."
Feng Jiuyan's heart was like a hot spring flowing slowly, and waves of warmth surged up. Her mother, who was born into a prominent family, had been familiar with "Female Commandments" since she was a child, and had always adhered to the principle of self-discipline and etiquette throughout her life.
However, in my mother's heart, when her body was in conflict with etiquette, my mother put her in the most important position without hesitation.
"Okay, I'll listen to you, mother." Feng Jiuyan said softly, with a bright smile on her face. That smile was like the brightest sunshine in spring, able to dispel all the haze.
Therefore, Feng Jiuyan and Feng Jiuli stayed in the carriage to rest.
Zhang Chong and others worked together to prepare breakfast. They knew that Feng Jiuyan had just experienced a thrilling incident last night, and in order to let her rest for a while, they did not disturb her. They silently took on the task of preparing breakfast so that Feng Jiuyan could rest in peace and recover her strength.
After breakfast, the group quickly packed their bags. Soon, the officials announced that they were on their way.
Feng Jiuyan sat in the carriage, opened the small window, and stared at Qiao Ping who was walking beside her mother. Her eyes were burning, as if she wanted to see through Qiao Ping.
Time goes back to a quarter of an hour ago.
The carriage of the donkey cart was originally quite spacious, with some daily necessities and other supplies placed on it. The remaining space was just enough for Feng Jiuyan's family of three to rest comfortably.
However, there was a long-legged and long-armed Yan Ci lying in the carriage, which made the originally spacious space suddenly become narrow, and now it could only accommodate two more people at most.
Seeing this situation, Mrs. Feng chose to walk.
She felt sorry for her daughter and insisted that she stay in the donkey cart to rest. She also asked her youngest son to accompany her, for fear that her daughter would be gossiped about.
How could the brother and sister Song Ning and Song Chen bear to let Madam Feng walk like this? So they proposed to vacate the shaft of the cart and let Madam Feng sit on it. After all, sitting on the shaft was much better than walking with difficulty on foot.
However, Mrs. Feng declined their kindness. She said that she had been in the carriage for too long and her body became very stiff, so she wanted to get out and move around to relax.
Feng Jiuyan had no choice but to accept her mother's arrangement and stay in the donkey cart unwillingly.
So, we have this scene before our eyes.
Feng Jiuyan looked at Qiao Ping with a deep gaze. She knew her mother's intention very well. She knew that her mother did this mostly to get close to Qiao Ping and to test him.
She also knew that her mother knew her father well enough, and that if she got close to Qiao Ping, she would be able to find some clues, which was also the fastest way to find out Qiao Ping's identity.
But why did she feel it was a bit irritating when she saw the two people talking happily in front of her?
What if Qiao Ping is not her biological father, wouldn't Qiao Ping take advantage of the situation?
She doesn't want a man of unknown identity like Qiao Ping to be her stepfather!
At this moment, Feng Jiuyan suddenly had a flash of inspiration in her mind, and she clearly remembered what her mother had said. Then, she moved very quickly, and took out a small package of modern small cakes carefully wrapped in oil paper from her sleeves, actually from her space, and then handed it to Feng Jiuli.
"Ari, take this bag of snacks to Mother. Oh, by the way, take this water bag as well." Feng Jiuyan said softly.
"Okay, sister, I'll go now." Feng Jiuli responded obediently, then took the water bag and the bag of cakes, jumped off the donkey cart lightly, and trotted all the way to Madam Feng's side.
Feng Jiuyan watched from a distance, and saw Feng Jiuli hand the small cake and water bag to her mother. The little guy kept moving his mouth, as if he was saying something to his mother.
Madam Feng's mouth curled up into a gentle smile, and she lovingly touched Feng Jiuli's little head. Then, Feng Jiuli grinned, revealing a row of white and neat teeth, and happily ran back to the donkey cart.
"Sister, sister, I gave the things to mother. But, sister, what kind of snack is that? I haven't eaten it yet." As he said that, the little guy licked the corner of his lips unconsciously, his eyes full of desire.
"Hehe, little greedy cat, sister has already saved it for you." Feng Jiuyan took out an oil paper bag from her arms.
Feng Jiuli quickly took the oil paper package and carefully opened it. He saw two round cakes lying quietly on the oil paper. He couldn't wait to pick one up with his fingers and quickly put it in his mouth. While chewing, he said, "Well, sister, how are these cakes made? They are so delicious."
"This, hehe, is made of eggs." Feng Jiuyan's eyes flickered and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
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