Traveling through time and space to become a lady of a noble family, but she only wants to escape

Bai Zhi was led by Qiao Banxian to the foot of the western city wall. This area bordered the Southern Barbarians, so there were no civilians queuing to leave the city. The heavy city gates were tightly shut. Seeing Qiao Banxian's intention to leave, Bai Zhi's heart sank. "Second Brother Qiao, are they really outside the city?"

Qiao Banxian said nothing. After looking around, he suddenly pulled out a small porcelain bottle from his muddy sleeve and handed it to Bai Zhi: "Drink."

Bai Zhi took it and asked, "What is this?"

"Things that increase energy, I will use your energy to find your brothers and sisters."

It was another incomprehensible statement, but Bai Zhi didn't care. She pulled the cork from the bottle and drank it all in one gulp. It was colorless and tasteless, like pure water.

Bai Zhi wiped the corner of her mouth: "How do you want to borrow my energy?"

Qiao Banxian closed his eyes and said, "Wait a moment."

By this time, Bai Zhi had lost her temper. It was useless to have a temper. She responded and sat down cross-legged on the spot and waited for the "qi". It was also a good opportunity to recover her strength.

About half an incense stick later, Qiao Banxian heard a muffled sound. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Bai Zhi lying on the ground, breathing slowly, with a small porcelain bottle in her hand.

No one paid any attention to this place while the people passing by were fleeing for their lives.

Qiao Banxian walked a few steps forward to Bai Zhi's side, squatted down, pulled out the bundle and put it on his back, then took out the porcelain bottle from her hand, threw it to the ground, smashing it to pieces.

When Wei Fuguang and his two hundred elite soldiers arrived at the location Lin Chuqi had pointed out, they saw only a bloodstain and the scattered corpses of barbarians. The temple gate was wide open, and the strong smell of blood and rust filled the air, clearly indicating a fierce battle had taken place there. Lin Chuqi, dizzy from the ride, now fought back the churning in his stomach and hurriedly dismounted, intending to rush directly into the land temple to find someone.

"Young Master!" Wei Fuguang quickly grabbed him and said, "The situation is unclear, so we shouldn't act rashly. Someone, go inside and search the temple!"

"Yes!"

Lin Chuqi struggled twice, but he had been running all the way and his strength was already exhausted. Now he couldn't even break free from the hand of Wei Fuguang, a civil servant.

The land temple was small and empty. The person who went in to search came out after a while and reported: "Master Wei, there is no one inside."

"Qiaoqiao won't just sit there and wait for death. She must be hiding." Lin Chuqi leaned against the horse, the paleness from horse dizziness still not fading from his face. "Master Wei, look around."

Wei Fuguang nodded and ordered everyone to search the area for any traces of someone. The soldiers soon discovered a row of scattered footprints amidst the blood. While they weren't sure if they were Qiaoqiao and Cheng Mao's, it was still a glimmer of hope. This time, Lin Chuqi ignored Wei Fuguang's dissuasion and insisted on walking to the front, stumbling along the trail of footprints.

After following for about an incense stick, the footprints stopped under a huge tree. There was no Qiaoqiao or Cheng Mao beside the tree, only the corpse of a barbarian sitting with his back against the tree.

Wei Fuguang narrowed his eyes and looked around, muttering, "I was fooled by these footprints."

Lin Chuqi bent down and pushed aside the nearby broken branches and leaves, trying to look for footprints again, but found nothing.

Where are they?

Lin Chuqi gritted his teeth, slapped the tree trunk with his palm, and shouted loudly: "Qiaoqiao! Brother Cheng!"

The young man's shrill scream startled all the birds in the forest.

"Come on." Wei Fuguang turned his horse around, "Go back to the land temple and search again."

The elite soldiers moved as soon as they received the order, but Lin Chuqi turned a deaf ear to it. He was still leaning against the tree, his eyes tightly closed, his cheeks trembling slightly, his face distorted, and he looked like he was about to collapse.

The driver wanted to dismount to try and persuade her, but Wei Fuguang stopped him. She frowned slightly, sighed almost imperceptibly, then dismounted and walked over to Lin Chuqi. She bowed her head and clasped her hands in a respectful gesture, but her words were anything but respectful: "Young Master, there must be a time to grieve, or you'll miss the chance to save someone and regret it too late."

As soon as he finished speaking, the barbarian corpse beside the tree suddenly moved. Almost at the same time, Wei Fuguang grabbed Shanglin Chuqi's wrist and pulled him away from the giant tree, shouting, "Come here!"

The elite soldiers immediately stepped forward and surrounded the giant tree, with a circle of silver spears pointed at the barbarian who was pretending to be dead on the ground.

The barbarian stopped moving immediately.

Wei Fuguang narrowed his eyes, waved his sleeves and ordered: "Stab."

The barbarian suddenly leaned forward and fell heavily to the ground. As he fell, everyone discovered a hole in the giant tree large enough for a person to crawl into. Then, several cries came from the hole: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm from Dayan!"

Lin Chuqi was stunned for a moment, then struggled to break free from Wei Fuguang's hand and rushed straight into the circle of silver spears, stretching his hands into the big hole: "It's me! Chuqi!"

The next moment, his hand was grabbed. Lin Chuqi exerted force, pulling out the snot and tears from Qiaoqiao. Her hair was disheveled, her face covered in dust, and she pushed Lin Chuqi into the giant tree with shaking hands, "Hurry, hurry up and save Brother Cheng! He's dying!"

Seeing this, Wei Fuguang ordered his elite soldiers to lay down their weapons and rescue the wounded. The space around the towering tree suddenly became crowded. Two elite soldiers carried the unconscious Cheng Mao out of the tree. He was indeed as Qiaoqiao had said, with wounds all over his body and already dying.

The driver walked up behind Wei Fuguang and asked, "Miss, would you like to take her back to the city for treatment?"

"Take a few people with you to escort them back to the city. Treat those who need treatment, and leave the city as soon as possible after that." Wei Fuguang said, "The rest of you, follow me."

"Yes!"

The group split into two and headed in different directions.

The driver, carrying a dying man, rode very quickly and returned to the city in no time. He had intended to take the man back to the county government office for treatment by the official doctor, but before he had even taken a few steps into the city, Cheng Mao, motionless on his horse, suddenly vomited a large mouthful of thick black blood.

The driver immediately stopped the driver: "He's been poisoned! Don't move! Otherwise, the poison will penetrate his heart and no one will be able to save him!"

Qiaoqiao's face turned pale: "The barbarian's poison..."

"No!" Lin Chuqi interrupted sharply, "If it was really the kind of poison you get on the battlefield, Brother Cheng would have died long ago. How could he have survived until I got here?"

The elite soldier who had brought Cheng Mao with him felt his pulse and shook his head: "The situation is critical. Brother Dou, we can't wait any longer."

"The county government office is more than ten miles away. It would be best to get rid of the poison here first..." The driver looked around, trying to find a pharmacy, but everyone was fleeing for their lives and all the shops had their doors closed.

Qiaoqiao suddenly looked up and said, "This is the way to Jiabingshangfang! It's only one mile there!"

Without saying a word, the driver led the team straight to Jiabingshangfang.

The elite soldiers dared not ride their horses any faster, and walked slowly along the way. The closer they got to Jiabingshangfang, the more sick and injured people there were on the road. When they arrived in front of Jiabingshangfang, they found that many people were gathered at the door, and there was a cacophony of noisy and crying.

Qiaoqiao stumbled off her horse and tried to squeeze in through the circle at the door, but everyone here was trying to survive and they all stayed in their positions tightly, so she couldn't squeeze in at all.