After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

There were lightning and thunder, the weather suddenly became gloomy, a drizzle of rain fell, and an ominous atmosphere filled the air.

Even though the sun had not yet set, it was already impossible to see the way forward in such weather.

Xia Che took Chen Luo into his arms, patted her gently, and then rubbed her round belly.

"Don't be afraid, Luo. Don't be afraid, my child."

Facing Xia Che's gentle coaxing, Chen Luo's ears immediately blushed, and she said softly, "Don't be afraid, Your Highness. A'Luo will accompany you."

Holding Chen Luo's hand tightly, Xia Che realized that addressing me like this might cause trouble in the future: "A Luo can call me husband, and call me A Che while I'm alive. You can't call me Your Highness for a long time in the future."

"Yeah." Chen Luo responded softly, feeling a little embarrassed to call out.

Xia Che was not in a hurry at this moment, and rubbed Chen Luo's hand again to comfort her.

The rain was getting heavier. Xia Che looked at the driver who was still rushing on and immediately became serious: "Traveling in heavy rain may cause trouble. Let's find an inn ahead to stop and rest for a while, and continue tomorrow."

"As you command," the driver said. He rubbed the reins several times and finally nodded.

The pace of progress slowed down, and the driver would look around after walking a distance.

Even though this action was obscured by the darkness, Xia Che knew that the fourth driver he replaced was still Xia Hong's man.

Helping Chen Luo to sit by the window, Xia Che took out all the quilts in the carriage and wrapped Chen Luo tightly.

He took out the last quilt, folded it and placed it on the other side of Chen Luo.

No matter what kind of accident happened today, it wouldn't matter if a man like him got hit, but a person with Chen Luo's body couldn't get hurt at all.

Xia Che's caution also made Chen Luo understand what would happen next. She nodded slightly at Xia Che, holding the carriage window tightly with one hand and holding Xia Che's hand tightly with the other.

Interlocking fingers is a promise to support each other throughout life.

The sound of horses neighing was heard, and just by listening to it the driver knew that the carriage behind him was coming at a very fast speed.

The driver was afraid of a collision with the carriage behind him, so he hurriedly drove the carriage to the side of the road, and the speed of driving the carriage forward continued to slow down.

The mountain road was extremely narrow, and the carriage behind them suddenly turned away from the carriage in which Xia Che and Chen Luo were sitting.

The black horse was frightened and the driver was thrown off the carriage. After several tumbles, he fell directly into the ditch.

Xia Che held the carriage window tightly with one hand and held Chen Luo tightly in his arms with the other.

A burst of thick smoke was blown into the carriage from the window. Xia Che and Chen Luo fainted on the quilt before they could react.

Lu Bai quickly took Xie Nanxing's arm and sat in the carriage where Chen Luo was. The black curtains covered Chen Luo and Xia Che in the carriage, and the coachman also changed carriages in an instant.

The two identical carriages were exchanged silently in the darkness, amidst the lightning and thunder.

Lu Bai got off the carriage holding a lantern, helped the driver who had just fallen into the ditch, and said apologetically: "Brother, I'm really sorry, my mother passed away, and I have to hurry back to pay my respects."

The driver, who was soaked in mud, looked at Lu Bai in front of him, feeling the pain all over his body, and had no intention of letting the matter go. "No matter how busy you are, you have no right to hit my carriage. If I hadn't reacted quickly just now, I would have died."

Lu Bai understood and took out his purse, took out a silver ingot and handed it to the driver.

Seeing that the driver still hadn't withdrawn his hand, he put two more ingots of silver and said, "I'm really sorry, young man. The road here is narrow. Can you please make it easier for me to move your carriage first? This is really a big deal for me."

The driver held the silver ingot in his hand, weighed it, and got on the carriage that was not occupied by a driver.

The door of the carriage was pushed open from the outside. The coachman stuck his head into the carriage and saw "Xia Che" helping "Chen Luo" who had fallen to the ground.

The driver asked, "Are you two gentlemen all right?"

"Xia Che" carried "Chen Luo" to the seat, checked carefully, and said in a deep voice: "Nothing, keep going forward."

The rainstorm was quite heavy, which lowered the voice of "Xia Che" a bit. The coachman felt it was a bit strange, but did not want to stay in the rain, so he drove the carriage directly to make way for the carriage behind him to go first.

The crazy neighing of the horses disappeared, and the driver took hold of the reins again and drove the carriage forward.

The road ahead became narrower and narrower, and the night became quieter. The only sounds were the whistling mountain wind and the falling rain.

The next moment, countless agile figures rushed down the mountain and wrapped the carriage heavily.

The leading bandit leader first lifted the driver down and threw him to the ground, then chopped open the carriage door with a knife and looked at the two people inside the carriage:

"I received a secret letter two days ago saying that a big fat sheep would pass by here. Where is the silver?"

"Xia Che" protected "Chen Luo" firmly behind him and pointed at the gold, silver and jewelry that filled half of the carriage: "Brother, I'll give you all these gold, silver and jewelry. Can you use them to buy my life and my wife's life?"

The bandit leader saw that the woman was pregnant, frowned and thought for a moment, then raised his hand and said, "Tie these two people up and throw them outside. If someone saves you, you are lucky. If no one saves you, then this is your fate."

The younger brother tied up the two men and whispered in the bandit leader's ear, "Boss, what if they report to the police?"

"I'm a bandit, why should I be afraid of those cowards?" The bandit leader slapped his younger brother and said, "We all have parents, wives and children. If you don't even let a pregnant woman go, you will be punished by God."

I followed the order and threw the three tied people to the side of the road. In less than half a cup of tea, these bandits moved out all the gold, silver and jewelry in the carriage.

The bandit leader cut the reins in half, let the horse go, and then burned the carriage.

As soon as the bandits left, a group of men in black on horseback stopped here and walked towards the three people kneeling on the ground with their boots on.

Li Pingan and Zhou Shunli's hands were tightly clasped at an angle invisible to everyone.

They looked back at the same time and smiled at each other. The light in their eyes was not the fear of death, but the yearning for light.

Two pairs of eyes stared at the burning carriage with wide eyes, as if they saw the warmth and fire of their afterlife.

The man in black saw the two men's faces clearly in the light of the fire, raised his butcher knife, and chopped off the two heads without any hesitation.

He bent down and put the two heads into the black wooden box, glanced at the coachman who was kneeling on the ground, and turned back to seek the opinion of Shen Jinmo, who was wearing a bamboo hat and had not dismounted from his horse.

"kill."

The cold words were spoken without a trace of emotion or compassion.

With a flick of the knife, three lives were ended silently on this rainy night.

Shen Jinmo thought for a moment, then pulled out a whip from his waist and threw the burning carriage directly next to the three corpses.

The flames were blazing, and a group of men in black witnessed the three bodies being burned beyond recognition before they kicked them down the mountain.