What?
Yuan Yao's expression turned somewhat grim: "Where did they go?"
With a flood approaching, where can Xie Ning, who may or may not know kung fu, go with a little kid named Xie Zhi?
Canfeng must have gone to find them.
But they actually left the city?
This is outrageous!
Since they're not in the city, there's no need to wait any longer.
Yuan Yao said, "Call our men and leave the city."
"yes!"
The carriage slowly moved out of the city gate.
Once outside the city, the main road and the side streets were packed with people.
Fortunately, before the flood, Huai River City was prosperous and the roads were well-maintained.
Carriages from various families sped haphazardly along the official road, each fearing that if they were late, they would miss out on a good place to avoid the flood.
After walking for a while, the dark outlines of the mountains could be vaguely seen through the rain.
At this point, the carriage was forced to stop.
The people on the roadside were still running forward with their families in tow.
Danqing lifted the curtain and asked, "What's going on up ahead?"
It was unclear which of the guards, who was advancing with unstoppable momentum, spoke up: "I'll go and take a look."
After speaking, he spurred his horse and rode forward.
Soon, the guard returned: "Reporting to the princess, two carriages have collided half a mile ahead and are arguing."
There was a car crash?
They even started arguing?
If they block the road like this, everyone behind them will also be blocked.
The city will probably be jammed too...
Yuan Yao's brow twitched violently.
She asked coldly, "Where is the prefect's wife's carriage?"
The guard said, "The two involved in the car accident are wealthy merchants who already have a bad relationship. The prefect's wife went to mediate, but it seems she couldn't persuade them to stop."
Can't be persuaded?
The little dumpling sighed.
Madam Li, gentle and mild-mannered, certainly didn't seem like the type to mediate disputes.
It seems that only she can handle this.
Yuan Yao glanced at the rain that was not visible and said to Dan Qing, "This traffic jam is not a solution. You wait for me in the car, I'll go check it out."
Danqing pursed her lips: "Princess, it's raining heavily outside..."
“Yes, the rain is really heavy,” Yuan Yao said. “So, I have to go and clear the roads.”
We cannot allow the people of the Huai River, whom my father worked so hard to save, to lose their lives because of a wealthy merchant's conflict!
Danqing pursed her lips, her eyes reddening.
She only regretted that she was insignificant and had little influence.
Otherwise, she could just handle these problems herself...
Danqing said worriedly, "Princess, go and come back quickly."
Yuan Yao smiled reassuringly: "Don't worry! Wait for me in the carriage, get your dry clothes ready, I'll be back soon!"
After speaking, she lifted the carriage curtain.
Danqing said to the guards, "Protect the princess."
The guard nodded, reached out, and took Yuan Yao in his arms.
The guard, wearing a large bamboo hat, felt dry and warm in his arms. He pulled Yuan Yao closer to protect her from the rain and said, "Princess, sit tight."
After he finished speaking, the horse lifted its hind legs and galloped forward.
In the blink of an eye, both horse and man disappeared into the rain.
The wind and rain were so strong that Yuan Yao had to squint.
She asked, "What's your name?"
The guard replied, "Bamboo."
The youngest of the Four Dark Guards?
His aura was calm and steady. Although he couldn't compare to Canfeng and Poyue, his martial arts skills were probably not low either.
The Ninth Prince gave her extremely powerful secret guards.
Taking the opportunity, Yuan Yao asked, "Do you know how many bodyguards follow my father?"
Zhu was silent for a moment before replying, "Your Highness, I do not know."
You don't know that?
Yuan Yao then asked, "Then, do you know how many people are in the Dark Guard Camp?"
Zhu Yijiu replied, "This subordinate does not know."
They really don't know anything when asked.
Yuan Yao pursed her lips and closed her mouth.
It is known that when Canfeng left the Dark Guard Camp, the Dark Guard Camp sent ten assassins to kill him.
The ten assassins do not include Canfeng, Poyue, and Ying.
Thus, besides her four formidable secret guards, the Ninth Prince had at least six more secret guards by his side...
Therefore, the safety of the Ninth Prince can be guaranteed.
The only accident occurred when, in a moment of desperation, he kindly tried to save a child swept away by a flood, only to fall into the killer's trap.
After that incident, there should be quite a few people who stay by his side...
Yuan Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
Soon, the two carriages that had collided came to a stop in the middle of the road.
Outside the car, a group of people were holding umbrellas and confronting each other.
The woman in green glared angrily and said, "You think you can just leave after hitting my carriage? No way! Pay two thousand taels of silver, or no one can do anything about it!"
The woman in the dark red dress sneered, "Since that's the case, then let's just wait here! My other carriages have already gone up the mountain..."
"Everyone else has gone up the mountain, but you're still here, aren't you? Tonight, I'll corner you right here!"
"Great! It would be best to block this place up! Anyway, if I die, everyone after me will have to die with me! Nobody will live!"
"..."
Yuan Yao was furious.
She gestured for her guards to take a few steps forward, bringing them to the carriage. "Clap clap clap!"
She raised her hand and clapped vigorously.
The two women, dressed in fine clothes, who were arguing, turned to look at Yuan Yao when they heard the applause.
It was still dark, and the carriage was dimly lit.
If you're even a little distance away, you can't see people's faces at all.
From what I could make out, the person sitting on the horse was a little girl.
Young ladies from respectable families always travel by horse-drawn carriage.
The one riding the horse must be a wild girl...
One of the women in green glared at Yuan Yao and said, "Who do you think you are, you little brat, daring to interfere in my business?"
Little hooves?
Yuan Yao took a moment to process it before realizing that this word was not a good word.
She looked at the guard, her sweet voice turning cold: "Slap him."
The guards, urging their restless horses, approached the woman.
"Smack!"
The sound of the slap was especially loud in the rain.
"Bang!"
"Splash..."
The woman was slapped so hard she fell into the water and didn't get up for a long time.
A servant nearby immediately called out, "Madam!"
A young lady exclaimed, "Mother! Quickly help my mother up!"
Immediately, several servants waded across the water in a flurry and pulled the person out of the water.
The lady was soaked to the bone, her hair ornaments had long since fallen off, and her messy hair covered her entire head and face.
It was incredibly embarrassing.
The maidservant asked in a tearful voice, "Madam, are you alright?"
"mother……"
The young lady, dressed in a light red dress, braved the heavy rain and went over: "Mother, wake up..."
Several people slapped the woman's face and pinched her philtrum.
About two minutes later, the woman vomited two mouthfuls of bloody water.
She brushed her hair aside, raised her head, and glared at Yuan Yao menacingly: "You little hussy, how dare you hit me! I'll kill you!"
As she spoke, she desperately shook off the person who was helping her and ran towards Yuan Yao with great effort.
"I'm going to hit you!" Yuan Yao squinted and said to Zhu, "Slap me again."
"Smack!"
Another slap landed heavily on the woman in green.
Inside the carriage, a fat man with a mustache jumped down: "Stop! Stop right now!"
However, he was still a step too late.
Lady Green Robe was sent flying several meters away.
"Thump..."
The splashing water startled pedestrians, who quickly scattered to avoid it.
The servants panicked and rushed to rescue the person.
The girl in the red dress wiped her face, walked to the horse, looked up at Yuan Yao, and asked angrily, "Who exactly are you?"
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