A dream ends life

The heavy rain did not abate at all, the sky gradually darkened, and the cold wind carrying water vapor blew into the dilapidated temple.

The Empress Dowager and Li Ma Ma shuddered, and Su Ci was no less frightened. All three of them looked unhappy.

Especially the Empress Dowager, who only ate a bite of steamed bun a day and then threw it away. At this time, she was cold and hungry.

Su Ci looked around and found some hay behind them, "Chun Shui, light a fire and make some hot soup to warm you up."

Chunshui quickly opened the compartment under the carriage, took out a small iron pot, and took out some ingredients.

Light the fire and boil the pot in one go.

I watched her pour a bag of water into the pot, and then after the water boiled, she rummaged through the small bags and added dried seafood, dried seaweed, and a piece of beaten tofu, two eggs for egg drops, and when the heat was right, she threw in a handful of green vegetables and sprinkled with meat floss. A pot of seafood, tofu and egg soup with rich ingredients was ready.

The Empress Dowager and Nanny Li standing beside them were stunned by what they saw.

He took another look at the compartment under the carriage. It was filled with all kinds of things, including food, drinks, and daily necessities. Although there were not many, they were enough for emergencies.

"This tofu..." How many days has it been stored? Can I eat it?

Su Ci smiled: "The ingredients here are changed every day, they are all fresh, you can eat them without worry."

Although she was relieved, she still wondered why she didn't take it out earlier. If she had known about these, she wouldn't have eaten cold bread.

This damn girl is so abominable.

"What is this?" Pointing at the small bottle in Chunshui's hand.

"It's prepared salt powder."

Nanny Li was silent. She didn’t expect this to happen. Why didn’t they think of it earlier?

It felt like all the hardship she and the young lady had gone through when they came here was in vain. There was an illusion that she had suffered a great loss.

Chunshui took out a small bowl and gave one to the no-one else. He then took out a large bag of steamed buns and handed it to the driver.

The driver understood what he meant. He took out two, broke them into pieces, and soaked them in the soup, slurping them up.

The Empress Dowager and Nanny Li drank a few sips of the soup first and thought the coachman’s way of eating was not bad, so they simply picked up the steamed buns, broke them into small pieces, and ate them with the soup.

The steamed buns were soft and juicy after absorbing the soup. The more they ate, the more delicious it tasted.

My body became warmer and my muscles and bones felt much looser.

Cheng Zhi's guards watched these people eating and drinking, and they all swallowed their saliva.

That soup is so delicious. Don’t ask them how they know. The only thing they know is that they can taste it just by smelling it.

They also had dry food with them, but it was soaked by the rain and tasted tasteless. It would be a pity to throw it away. It was so torturous.

I thought sadly in my heart, the eldest lady's carriage is so much more luxurious than the one over there, why didn't she put some ingredients in it?

Cheng Zhi was also starving at this time. There were some dry food and cakes in the carriage. Although she was not starving, she had no appetite.

How could I eat this when I smell the delicious food across the street?

Su Ci took out a large oil-paper bag from the compartment, opened it and saw that the Empress Dowager wanted to curse.

Damn girl! Why didn't you bring out the roast goose earlier? She ate a big white steamed bun with two bowls of seafood tofu soup, and was full.

He glared at Su Ci fiercely and turned away in annoyance.

Su Ci rubbed his nose and said, "There's too much food. I just remembered. Would you like to eat some more?"

He broke off a roast goose leg and placed it in front of the Empress Dowager, but she sniffed and did not take it.

"If you don't want to eat it, the roast goose leg belongs to me. I'm greedy just by smelling it." Su Ci seemed to want to take his hand back, but the Empress Dowager snatched it away.

"Who said I don't eat? That's against the rules!"

Nanny Li wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. Her young lady had always been like this when she was in the boudoir. She didn't expect that she would see it again when she was so old.

Trying hard not to laugh out loud, a large roasted goose leg appeared in front of her.

"For me?" He looked at Su Ci in surprise.

Su Ci said: "Yes, one for each of you two elders is just right."

"No, Miss Su, you eat it yourself. I won't eat it."

Su Ci held it forward again: "I don't like legs, so just take it."

Nanny Li felt her heart swell as she looked at the roast goose leg in her hand. She had eaten all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, but this roast goose leg was unique and delicious.

Su Ci did not treat her as a servant. It would be a lie to say that she was not moved by the roasted goose legs.

"Just take it if it's given to you. That's what she should do." It would have been better if it had been taken out earlier.

Su Ci and Chun Shui did not like what the Empress Dowager said, but Nanny Li tasted something else.

The young lady has accepted Miss Su, otherwise she would not treat her as her own.

The roast goose was roasted on the fire and it was sizzling with oil. The driver took the roast goose leg that was handed to him and took a bite of the steamed bun and another bite of the meat. The guards on the other side sniffed when they saw it.

The little maid gritted her teeth and said, "Eat, eat more, so you can set off after you are full."

Su Ci did not fail to notice her look, but she did not care. She let them look at her without feeling any guilt. They were not working for her, so she did not care.

No one noticed that when the driver finished his meal and walked out of the dilapidated temple, the big bag of steamed buns in his hand disappeared when he came back.

The rain continued to fall and the night was approaching.

Su Ci and the other three huddled in the carriage, with only the coachman sitting nearby and taking a nap.

In the middle of the night, the driver suddenly opened his eyes.

The sound of heavy rain mixed with the rustling of clothes forced him to open his eyes.

A few wet men in black were standing at the entrance of the dilapidated temple. They were soaked through and water was dripping from the corners of their clothes.

Heading straight towards their carriage.

The driver stood up, drew a dagger from his waist, and looked at them, neither more nor less.

He glanced at the carriage opposite. It was still quiet inside. The guards sitting around opened their eyes and then closed them again as if nothing had happened. They looked as if it had nothing to do with them.

I don’t know if it was because they felt uncomfortable without a wet towel around their faces, or because they were sure that they would all die here, but these people didn’t cover their faces.

He vaguely remembered that these people were some of the people in the group opposite.

Going outside and getting yourself wet on purpose would be the greatest respect you could give them.

I sneered in my heart, why bother, being a whore and pretending to be a saint.

Several men in black attacked ruthlessly. Two of them fought with the coachman, and the rest went towards the carriage.

A knife was chopped at the car door, and there was a sharp sound - the knife broke.

The man in black was stunned and looked at the knife in his hand in disbelief.

He raised his foot in anger and tried to kick the car door open, but he seemed to have forgotten that his foot was not as hard as a knife. Cold sweat broke out on his head and his feet were shaking violently.

The rest of the people simply rushed forward and hacked at the carriage, trying to break it open and kill the people inside.

There was a loud thunder in the sky, and the roof shook slightly.

The men in black surrounding the carriage fell to the ground at the same time, each with a look of shock and fear on his face.

The driver chopped down the two men in black with his sword left and right, and glanced coldly at the opposite side.

He threw the bodies of several men in black out of the ruined temple without covering them and dumped them at the door.

Cheng Zhi's men were close to the door, so they could just look up and see the people who died with their eyes open.

A guard stood up and walked over, then came back with a pale face. They were dead, all dead.

When the thunder roared, Cheng Zhi's heart began to panic. The dangerous aura oppressed her and she felt suffocated.