The ancestor is here, she is here with space

To Lin Congyun's surprise, before his carriage had gone far, Wu Jinjie came hurriedly with a nervous look on his face.

Butler Wu whispered beside Lin Congyun's carriage: "Grandfather, there is an urgent matter to report."

Lin Congyun lifted a corner of the car curtain and looked at him inquiringly: "What's the matter?"

Butler Wu approached cautiously, his voice so low as if he was afraid of disturbing the air around him: "Ancestor, there is a seriously injured person among the refugees."

Lin Congyun frowned slightly, and an inexplicable wave of emotion surged in his heart: "How is the injury?"

Butler Wu nodded, his face unusually solemn: "I don't know, the refugees didn't let me get close to the injured person."

Lin Congyun's heart moved. The road to escape famine was already full of unknowns and dangers. Why would this group of refugees carry a seriously injured person with them?

Is there some unspeakable secret hidden among them?

Lin Congyun pondered for a moment, then instructed Butler Wu, "Go tell those refugees that we have doctors and medicines here. Ask them if they need any."

Butler Wu nodded in agreement, turned around and left in a hurry.

Lin Congyun sat back in the carriage. She said there was a doctor, but in fact there wasn't.

The general's mansion's physician originally wanted to go with him, but he was too old, and his family were all in the capital, so he was eventually asked to stay.

However, as a top agent, Lin Congyun is more than capable of dealing with some simple external injuries.

More importantly, there is magical spring water in her space, which is enough to deal with most situations as long as they are not difficult or complicated.

Not long after, Butler Wu returned with several refugees.

The faces of these refugees were filled with fatigue and vigilance, with a defensive gleam in their eyes.

Lin Congyun smiled slightly and said gently: "Everyone, I am from the General's Mansion."

Upon hearing this, a leading refugee stepped forward and asked tentatively, "Excuse me, are you from General Fang's residence?"

Lin Congyun nodded slightly, "General Fang is exactly my old..."

At this point, Lin Congyun was suddenly at a loss for words, not knowing what to address.

Fortunately, Wu Jinjie took over the conversation in time, "General Fang is our master! Our ancestors feel uncomfortable when they mention the master."

Wu Jinjie looked at Lin Congyun and couldn't continue speaking, mistakenly thinking that she had not yet gotten over the death of General Fang.

"So you are from the General's Mansion." The refugee looked at Lin Congyun with a scrutinizing look, "Why are you following the exile team?"

Lin Congyun gave Wu Jinjie a look, indicating that he should explain the whole story to these refugees.

After hearing this, the leading refugee was furious. "General Fang bravely fought against the enemy at the border, defended the people, and sacrificed his life for the country. But now he is being framed. This is really intolerable!"

After hearing this, Lin Congyun signaled Wu Jinjie to step forward and stop these refugees from talking any further.

In this era when imperial power reigns, any words disrespectful to the court could bring about catastrophic disaster.

The leading refugee quickly regained his composure upon seeing this. He also knew that there were still officials ahead. He said that what he said was a little inappropriate, so he bowed to Wu Jinjie and said, "Big brother, we understand."

Then he walked up to Wu Jinjie and whispered something in a low voice.

After hearing this, Wu Jinjie's eyes widened, his shock was beyond words, and then he looked at Lin Congyun in disbelief.

"Butler Wu, what's wrong?" Lin Congyun asked worriedly when he saw his expression change.

Wu Jinjie took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He lowered his voice and said to Lin Congyun, "Grandfather... that person just said that the injured person they took in was from the General's Mansion."

Lin Congyun's heart was shocked, and a solemn expression appeared on his face: "Butler Wu, are you serious?"

"This group of refugees originally wanted to go to the capital." Wu Jinjie then remembered that he had just heard that this group of refugees were heading towards the capital.

A strong curiosity and impulse surged in Lin Congyun's heart, and she said decisively: "Quick, take me to see it."

At this time, the officer's voice came again: "What are you dawdling about at the back? Hurry up!"

Lin Congyun suddenly had an idea and responded loudly: "Sir, please wait a moment. I'm going to the bathroom."

The officer recognized Lin Congyun and did not pursue the matter any further. He just urged her to go and come back quickly.

Lin Congyun immediately asked the refugee to lead the way, and he and Wu Jinjie followed quickly.

The refugees looked at the two people brought by the leader and instinctively stood in front of Lin Congyun and Wu Jinjie.

The leading refugee said that they were both from the General's Mansion. Then the refugees looked at each other, with a hint of hesitation in their eyes.

But in the end, they made way for Lin Congyun to see the injured person.

He was a young man with a pale face, tattered clothes, and his body was bandaged with rough cloth in many places and covered with blood.

Lin Congyun and Wu Jinjie hurried forward.

"Grandfather, isn't this the Second Young Master?"

"Xin Lei..."

The original owner's emotions surged again, and Lin Congyun walked tremblingly in front of Fang Xinlei.

Her trembling hands gently stroked Fang Xinlei's familiar yet unfamiliar face, and the pain in her heart surged like a tide.

This young man who was once so heroic is now lying here, dying.

"Xinlei, how did you become like this..."

The leading refugee broke the silence: "Is this man really from your general's mansion?"

"Yes!" Wu Jinjie replied hastily, "He is the second young master of our family."

"Butler Wu, go get the medicine quickly." Lin Congyun ordered.

Wu Jinjie nodded, left quickly, and came back soon with the medicine and handed it to Lin Congyun.

Lin Congyun took the medicine, first fed Fang Xinlei some spiritual spring water to drink, and then took out gauze to help Fang Xinlei clean the wound.

The medicines from the Imperial Hospital were very effective and the bleeding stopped quickly, but Fang Xinlei still did not wake up, so Lin Congyun fed him some spiritual spring water.

"Grandfather, is the second young master in trouble?" Wu Jinjie asked worriedly.

"No." Lin Congyun shook his head and ordered, "Go and call someone to carry Xin Lei onto the carriage."

Wu Jinjie summoned four guards, who carefully lifted Fang Xinlei onto the carriage. Lin Congyun turned his gaze to the leading refugee.

"Thank you all for your generous help." Lin Congyun bowed to the refugees to express his gratitude.

"This is what we should do." The leading refugee humbly turned aside to avoid Lin Congyun's courtesy.

Lin Congyun's eyes swept across the faces of the refugees, finally settling on the leader. She asked softly, "Everyone, what are your plans next?"

When the question was raised, confusion appeared on the faces of the refugees. They looked at each other and finally turned their gazes to the leading refugee.