Thinking of his lively and adorable younger brother being separated from them forever, Lin Zhaohui also felt that it wasn't Lin Yinan's fault, but his mother was right. If she had arrived sooner, perhaps his brother wouldn't have died.
Sensing Lin Zhaohui's unfriendly gaze, Lin Yinan looked up and stared straight at him, her eyes full of provocation and fearlessness.
After getting everything ready, she helped Lin Yi'an and Lu Changqing onto the horse.
The village chief banged a gong to call the villagers to line up and prepare to leave the city.
When the people from Linjia Village arrived near the South Gate, a long queue had already formed in front of them.
Soldiers guarded the city gate, and the procession was full of horse-drawn carriages, mule carts, and oxcarts, bustling and seemingly endless.
Lin Yinan's family walked at the back of Linjia Village, with Su Yunzhi's family's mule cart ahead of them.
As dawn broke, the crowd kept looking ahead, but there was no movement at the city gate.
Lin Yi'an sat on horseback, constantly looking back.
Lin Yinan turned around and saw three men in black who had stayed next door to them the night before.
The group remained motionless for a long time. Taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, Lin Yi'an secretly slid off his horse.
He ran to the carriage behind and shouted to the man in black sitting inside, "Brother, so you're here too."
Before Yun Mo could react, Lin Yi'an had already climbed onto the carriage.
"Brother, don't you remember me?"
Lin Yi'an's voice couldn't hide his joy.
Yun Mo looked at the overly familiar child and suddenly realized that he was the little radish head he had saved in Pingcheng.
He frowned slightly. "Why are you here all alone?"
Seeing that he remembered him, Lin Yi'an pointed to Lin Yinan, who was also dressed in black and carrying a bow and arrow.
"Brother, my sister is over there!"
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