The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

Lan Wangshu's white clothes looked very mottled. At this moment, Wu Yan couldn't understand why she wanted to protect him first. This was completely different from his understanding.

"I was stunned. I looked for a chance to run."

She was not seriously injured, but there were some cuts on her body. She threw the gun into the space and asked Lai Qian to change the magazine, then took it out again and started firing.

"We can't keep dragging it on like this. We're all injured and bleeding."

Lan Wangshu's eyes sharpened and he thought of a good idea: chili powder and pepper powder might be able to break through.

She asked Wu Yan to take her in the direction of the wind. Wu Yan nodded and said nothing.

A group of people were fighting fiercely when a carriage slowly came over. The men in black attacked more fiercely, aiming at the vital points of the two men every time.

Wu Yan's movements were getting slower and slower, and his strength was about to be exhausted. Lan Wangshu had the strength, but his reaction speed was a little slow, so he was struggling under such an airtight attack.

"Master, you go first."

"Go away."

Lan Wangshu couldn't help but swear. If she knew Qinggong, she would have run away long ago. Why was she wasting time fighting here?

Wu Yan looked at Lan Wangshu, who refused to give up on him no matter what, and he couldn't tell what he felt.

Even if he died today, he had to send Lan Wangshu out.

Swish.

A silver light flashed before their eyes, and watermelons fell all over the ground. Lan Wangshu's face was covered with watermelon juice, and a strong fishy smell enveloped her.

While she was stunned, someone took the opportunity to touch her arm.

She shot the man dead with her gun and looked at the owner of the silver light. It turned out to be Hua Qiming's fan.

The young man was dressed in a bright red official robe, with a handsome face and eyes like stars, and his eyes met Lan Wangshu's gaze exactly.

His pupils shrank and he joined the battlefield directly. The groom and the servant also joined in. They moved quickly and tore open a hole.

Hua Qiming easily fought off the assassin and came to Lan Wangshu to check her injuries.

"How are you?" he asked with concern.

Lan Wangshu shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

"Why did you take this road today?" Hua Qiming frowned and said, "These people obviously came prepared."

"I know, it's obvious."

Lan Wangshu rolled her eyes, and then seemed to have thought of something. She had changed her route today in order to go back early, so the man in black was not coming for her.

"They're not coming for you, are they?"

"Let's find a place to hide first."

Hua Qiming looked at Lan Wangshu's face and didn't know what to say. He avoided his gaze and changed the subject.

Lan Wangshu's eyes were full of contempt, and Hua Qiming touched his nose guiltily.

She had lost too much blood, had not eaten anything in the morning, and had expended too much energy. She felt dizzy and fell down.

Wu Yan saw that the situation was not good and wanted to take the person over directly, but Hua Qiming was closer and just hugged the person in his arms.

"Please return the master to me, sir."

Wu Yan's expression was very serious and earnest, and Hua Qiming smiled gently.

"You can't beat me in this state. Let's go, leave here quickly and lead the way to the Grand Tutor's Mansion."

Wu Yan knew that Hua Qiming was telling the truth, but he still looked at Lan Wangshu with some worry. Hua Qiming noticed it and looked at Lan Wangshu meaningfully. There must be a secret between them.

"The man in black was relentless in pursuit. Even if Hua Qiming wasn't injured, it was exhausting to carry a fainted person."

"Sir, just keep going straight ahead and you will reach the Grand Tutor's Mansion. I will lead the people away and you can go ahead with them."

Hua Qiming looked at the man covered in red spots and couldn't help but admire him.

"Don't worry, brave man."

Wu Yan rushed directly into the crowd, then jumped out again. Hua Qiming led his men directly to the courtyard of the Taifu Mansion, but was stopped by two people halfway.

The two of them had wooden faces, and their faces turned pale when they saw Lan Wangshu unconscious.

"Put it down, my Lord."

The two men drew their weapons and attacked Hua Qiming directly. Hua Qiming had a hard time dealing with the situation with someone in his arms. The more he fought, the more surprised he became. Who on earth was this Li Bai and why did he have such a guard?

"Don't fight yet. I'm here to bring Lord Li back. His guards are still being hunted down. Go and pick them up."

The men in black looked at each other but did not move. The sound of their fighting attracted Xiaowu, who made the decision the moment he recognized Hua Qiming.

"Go pick up Wu Yan."

Xiaowu took a step forward and observed Lan Wangshu's expression, then looked at his clothes that had been stained red, and his expression inevitably looked a little panicked.

"Please take care of my master, sir."

After Xiaowu finished speaking, he ran to his room without stopping, grabbed a pigeon from inside, wrote some words on it and released it directly. Then he found the best medicine and went back.

At the same time, Hua Qiming looked at Xiaowu's back and frowned unconsciously. Why are the servants in the Taifu Mansion so unruly? Stop the bleeding and apply medicine first.

"Master Li, you must discipline this servant of yours. Well, you have suffered for me, so I will send you to the west."

Hua Qiming jumped directly onto the eaves, looked around, and immediately found the owner's courtyard. He went up and down a few times and arrived at Lan Wangshu's yard.

When he pushed the door open, he was stunned by what he saw. He had never seen such a layout before. It looked simple and spacious.

He strode over and carried the person to the bed, looking at the light purple curtains with a pouty look on his face.