Transmigrating into a female supporting role in a book

After that, we had no more conversation in the carriage. The carriage continued on its way and was stopped by a group of people when it approached a fork in the road.

The other party seemed to have ambushed here early and used a trip rope. If Tianhe had not drawn his sword in time to cut the rope, the entire carriage would have overturned into the ditch on the side of the road.

Even so, the carriage still shook violently. The carriage door was opened from the outside, and the mute slave waited for us from below. He carried Fang Yian on his back, and I followed him to a safe place, while Tianhe stayed behind to cover our retreat.

The sharp sound of metal collision when the weapons collided could still be heard even from a long distance away.

"Hand me over and go." Fang Yian's face was calm, as if he was indifferent to life and death.

The dense foliage and meter-high weeds around us formed a natural barrier. We wanted to escape, but those people might not be able to catch up with us after being scattered.

Without receiving my order, the mute slave still carried Fang Yian on his back and ran deep into the forest. I just felt that I couldn't understand what kind of person Fang Yian was more and more.

In the evening, we walked through the dense forest and arrived at an abandoned dock. There was a dry river nearby. It seemed that the water conservancy project had changed the river course, leaving this area deserted. The small house on the dock showed signs of being inhabited, but it looked like no one had been there for many years. It barely had a few walls and a roof.

We took a short break. The mute slave didn't have much medicine left, so we gave it to Fang Yian first. Although I also had some minor injuries from the escape, they were nothing compared to Fang Yian's.

It was after nightfall that Tianhe caught up with us. You couldn’t even tell the original color of his clothes.

"Are you injured?" This is the question that concerns me most. Now he is the only fighting force among our group.

He shook his head and was about to discuss the return arrangements with me, but was interrupted by Fang Yian at the side.

"You two should step aside for a moment. I need to talk to Tianhe alone."

Although he now looked dirty and tattered, his tone of voice seemed to return to that of the general manager in an instant.

After exchanging glances with the two of them, I came out of the shabby house with the mute slave without much hesitation.

The two of them didn't talk for long before Tianhe came out and called me in, "Father has something to tell you."

"Okay." I nodded and walked inside without any doubt. As soon as I saw Fang Yian sitting there, I felt a sudden pain at the back of my neck, and then I lost consciousness and the world fell into darkness.

It was like falling asleep, but the dream was very warm.

When I woke up again, I was already on the big ship returning to the capital, which was Wujiu's ship.

Just as I was about to lose my temper, the strange maidservant serving by the bed took several steps back in fear, her voice trembling, "Princess...if the princess wakes up, I will ask someone to come and check on her...Princess, please be patient."

Why is she calling me Princess again? Didn't everyone around Wu Jiu call me Miss Xiao Cui before?

After a while, the mute slave was led into the cabin.

As soon as he came in, he felt my pulse and examined me.

"The princess is no longer in serious condition. She will be fine after a few days of rest."

I frowned, "What's going on? Why am I back on the ship? Is Wujiu following me?"

The mute slave slowly shook his head and sighed, as if he was thinking about how to answer my question. He was silent for a long time before telling me what had happened while I was unconscious.

Fang Yian was unwilling to accept my help, or perhaps he didn't want to drag me down, so he worked together with Tianhe to knock me out in the dilapidated house.

Afterwards, he gave me 80% of his internal energy. After passing on the energy, he left first, escorted by Tianhe.

They did not tell the mute slave about their plan, so the mute slave did not know where Fang Yian was going.

Later, when the mute slave took me back to the capital city along the same route, we met Wujiu's men. At that time, Fang Yian's internal energy was flowing freely in my body, putting me in a very bad situation. The mute slave had no medicine on him, so he could only ask Wujiu for help.

I was taken back to Wujiu's ship, and after several days of recuperation, my physical condition stabilized.

"The steward once taught the princess some basic skills. Now that the princess has his internal strength, with a little training, she will be able to use it freely in the future. But right now..." The mute slave said, and couldn't help looking to the side.

Following his line of sight, I saw a large gap in the wooden pillar at the corner of the bed, as if it had been gnawed away by some wild beast.

Thinking back to the way the maid looked at me before, I couldn't help but ask, "Did I do this?"

The mute slave nodded silently.

"How is that possible? You must be kidding!" I didn't believe it at all, and tried to pinch the rest of the place with my hands. The bed was obviously made of solid wood and was worth a lot of money. I just pinched it, and fingerprints appeared on the wooden railing.

Suddenly, we both fell silent.

After a long while, the mute servant finally explained, "Princess, you are not yet able to properly use this power, so you should hold back. You were in a coma due to a high fever, and you accidentally injured several people who were serving you in your sleep. To this day, they are still lying in bed unable to move."

My eyes widened, from complete disbelief to half-belief, and then I heard him continue to add, "One of them is King Dayue, and his injuries are the most serious."

After I had packed everything, I went to Wujiu's cabin in person to see his current condition, and only then did I completely believe what the mute slave said.

Wujiu's face was swollen, and the slap marks had not yet disappeared. One arm was wrapped in a bandage, as if he had been beaten up. When he saw me coming, he regained some strength and sat up. "You woke up, how do you feel now? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

I pointed at the wounds on his body and asked, "Did I really do that?"

He smiled lightly, but it seemed that his wound was aroused. He immediately frowned again and took a deep breath, but pretended to be indifferent. "Don't worry, I won't ask you for the medicine. But next time, please be gentler. I'm afraid I'll die if you hit me a few more times..."

I was amused by his words, but then I became serious and turned to look at the mute slave, "Do you have any external injury medicine?"

Just as the mute slave was about to explain, Wu Jiu spoke first, "Those external injury medicines of yours are useless to Gu Masters."

Suddenly he propped himself up, moved closer, and almost whispered in my ear, "Why? Do you want to compensate me?"

When I turned around, I bumped my head against his. He didn't dodge but looked at me with a smile. I simply used a little force and hit him again with my forehead on purpose.

With a thud, his skull hit each other's bones, and then he rolled his eyes and fell backwards. The back of his head hit the bed heavily, and there was another dull thud.

"Princess..." The mute slave stood aside, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

I made a face as if I had gotten into trouble and covered my mouth. I really couldn't get used to the fact that I had become a powerful weapon.