The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

From the moment they attacked, they probably didn't think of letting the old woman live. If it weren't for the old woman's persistence, she would have died long ago.

"How is she? She..." Zhong Ling came closer and looked at the old woman with concern.

A unique girl's body fragrance wafted into Jiang Fan's nose.

The little girl at the side looked at Jiang Fan eagerly, her eyes full of tears, worry and fear.

Jiang Fan sighed and shook his head.

"She...can't...be saved." Jiang Fan glanced at the little girl and told her the result.

It’s not that he didn’t want to save him, but his internal organs were ruptured and he might not have been able to be saved even in his previous life.

"Grandma... Grandma... Don't abandon the grass, grandma..." Upon hearing this, the little girl threw herself on the old woman, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Looking at the little girl who was in tattered clothes and looked skinny, Jiang Fan sighed helplessly.

He took out a silver needle from his body and pierced the old woman's philtrum and Tianmen acupoints.

Soon, the old woman woke up slowly. She looked at the little girl in front of her, then glanced at Jiang Fan and others, and she stretched out her hand with great effort to hold the little girl.

"Thank you... young master... for saving my granddaughter... thank you..." Having said this, the old woman looked at the little girl, reached out and stroked her head, her eyes full of reluctance.

She obviously knew that she would not live long, and her eyes were full of worry and reluctance. Tears flowed from her dim eyes.

"Grandma...you'll be fine...you'll be fine!" The little girl shook her head desperately. She turned to look at Jiang Fan, then fell to her knees.

"Big brother, please save my grandma, please... I will work like a cow and a horse for you to repay you. As long as you save my grandma, I will do anything you ask me to do. Otherwise, please sell me... Please..."

The little girl kowtowed to Jiang Fan, her eyes full of pleading and helplessness.

Jiang Fan quickly supported the little girl, feeling extremely upset. It was not that he didn't want to save her, but he really couldn't.

"Xiao Cao, please don't make things difficult for me, my benefactor. Grandma... won't live... any longer! Have pity on my granddaughter. If grandma dies... what will you do?"

The old woman spoke with difficulty, she held her granddaughter's hand tightly, her tears never stopping.

"My benefactor... can you... take Xiaocao in? It would be fine if she could be your slave. I know you are a good person. Even if you want to sell Xiaocao, could you help her find a good family to sell her to?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan, Zhong Ling and others looked at each other with pity in their eyes and felt extremely uncomfortable.

The lives of the poor are worth less than grass. They struggle to survive. In order to let her granddaughter live well, the old woman no longer cares whether her granddaughter will be sold or not. She only hopes that her granddaughter can live well.

"Old lady...don't worry, I will take care of Xiaocao!" Jiang Fan stepped forward and held the old woman's hand. His eyes were slightly red.

The old woman heard this and looked at Jiang Fan. Meeting his determined gaze, a smile appeared on her face. She glanced at her granddaughter reluctantly and closed her eyes weakly. Her hands also dropped heavily.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the room felt heavy-hearted.

It’s not like the Chu brothers haven’t seen death before, but the separation of life and death like this one still makes the two brothers feel upset.

The little girl watched her grandmother die, but she calmly stopped crying and stared at her sleeping face without moving.

The intense grief made her forget her sadness. She murmured.

"My parents are gone, and my grandmother is gone too... Xiaocao, I have no more relatives... no more relatives!"

Jiang Fan felt indescribably sad when he saw this scene. He stepped forward and gently stroked the little girl's head, opening his mouth to comfort her, but the words of comfort came to his lips but he couldn't say them.

"From now on, you will follow your brother!"

As soon as Jiang Fan said this, the little girl who had been silent finally burst into tears, and her cry sounded so helpless.

She clutched the corner of Jiang Fan's clothes tightly, and her body twitched.

Jiang Fan looked at her sad face and could not bear to disturb her, so he let her cry while holding onto his clothes. After crying for an unknown period of time, the little girl fainted.

Jiang Fan sighed, picked her up, and put her on another bed beside him. He covered her with a blanket. The little girl was wearing thin clothes and was shivering from the cold. Her lips were a little purple.

Zhong Ling, who was standing aside, looked at Jiang Fan, a complicated and incomprehensible look flashing in her eyes.

Jiang Fan had people prepare the funeral for the old woman and buried her. He did not let the little girl go with him, and Chu Chengrui was also in charge of the funeral.

After the little girl woke up, she seemed very quiet, although sadness flashed in her eyes from time to time.

But she was busy and obedient, serving tea or pouring water to Jiang Fan and the others, and she would also take the initiative to clean the room.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Fan, Zhong Ling and the Chu brothers couldn't help but feel pity in their eyes. This little girl is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

She was afraid that she was useless and Jiang Fan and the others would abandon her. She was trying her best to show her value.

Several people saw it and felt pain in their hearts.

Jiang Fan was having a headache about the little girl's affiliation. He came to Hejian Mansion to do some business, and it was really inconvenient to bring her with him.

But since he had saved her, he couldn't just ignore her. But except for Zhong Ling, all the people here were grown men, and they couldn't take care of a little girl.

Moreover, Jiang Fan has to go to Tianxian Pavilion tonight to find out its bottom line, which makes things even more troublesome.

Perhaps sensing Jiang Fan's distress, the little girl became more cautious, with more fear in her eyes.

Jiang Fan could only stop thinking about this problem for the time being. He asked the innkeeper to sell the little girl some clean cotton-padded clothes so that she could replace the old clothes that were full of patches.

After the little girl cautiously put on her new cotton-padded clothes, she carefully folded and wrapped up her thin old clothes.

At this moment, she looked extremely beautiful and even though she was still a little thin, she was definitely a beauty.

At nightfall, Jiang Fan asked Zhong Ling to coax the little girl to sleep, and he took the Chu brothers and Zhong Ling, who was disguised as a man, to the Tianxian Pavilion opposite.

It's November and the wind outside is a bit cold. Even though I'm wearing a cotton coat, I still feel a bit cold.

"Is the little girl really asleep?" Jiang Fan asked Zhong Ling. He was a little worried that the little girl would be scared and frightened when he and others were not around.

The little girl reminded him of his sister Jiang Xing in the palace. His family’s situation when they were young was probably similar to that of the little girl.

The relatively good thing is that their family does not have to worry about being sold, but what they have to worry about is that they may lose their lives at any time.

As for life, at least, even if they don't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes, they can still get by. The little girl probably worries about her livelihood with her grandmother all day long.

"Well, she encountered too many changes today and was exhausted. I'm afraid she was really tired. When I coaxed her to sleep, she fell asleep quickly." Zhong Ling nodded.

"She... is so well-behaved that it makes me feel bad..." At the end, her voice was very low and her mood was obviously a little depressed.