Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

The valley was filled with fog, and the whistling wind sounded like the roar of a ghost, blowing the trees on both sides with rustling sounds, and the claws and fangs looked like the claws of a devil reaching out from hell.

Song Wanyin carefully observed the situation under the tree, and confirmed again and again that the tiger had indeed left, then heaved a sigh of relief:

"Tian Cheng, let's go down quickly. The Arabian horse must have been scared by the tiger and hid."

Tiancheng finally regained his spirit, and with the encouragement of his master, he hugged the tree trunk and slid to the ground. He looked around vigilantly, but found no sign of the tiger.

"Girl, come down quickly, the tiger is really gone."

Song Wanyin hugged the tree trunk and slid down slowly, landing steadily in Tiancheng's arms, and pulled her to run in the direction they came from.

"Hurry up and go."

Before I had run a few steps, suddenly, a low roar broke the silence of the valley.

Song Wanyin was startled, stopped and looked around vigilantly.

Suddenly, the tiger jumped out from the woods, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced towards them with its fangs and claws bared.

Tiancheng was so frightened that her face turned pale. She grabbed her master's hand and turned and ran away.

"Why is this tiger haunting us? It clearly left, didn't it? Why is it suddenly coming back?"

Song Wanyin then realized it belatedly and said:

"Maybe the tiger thought we were taking too long to get down from the tree, so it pretended to leave and was actually hiding in the dark waiting for an opportunity to catch us."

The master and servant were no match for the tiger in speed, and the tiger was about to catch up with them.

Tiancheng immediately took out a fire starter from his sleeve, blew on the flame, mustered up his courage, turned around and rushed towards the tiger.

"Girl, you run first. Tigers are most afraid of fire. I will hold it back here."

When the tiger saw the fire, it stopped in fear, bared its teeth, and stared at them fiercely.

"Roar!"

Song Wanyin was not willing to give up the sweet orange, so she picked up a dry branch from the ground, wrapped a handful of hay around one end, and quickly placed it on the tinder, lit it, forming a blazing torch, which she waved hard at the tiger.

"Go away, go away!"

Facing the dazzling fire, the tiger dodged left and right in fear, with a fierce look in its eyes, as if it wished it could devour them in one gulp.

"Roar!"

When the two sides were in a stalemate, suddenly a poisonous snake jumped out from the grass, swam quickly past Song Wanyin's feet, raised its head and bit the tiger's leg with its tongue.

The tiger roared in pain, then leaned forward and pounced on the poisonous snake, fighting till the two were in a stalemate.

Seeing that the opportunity was right, Song Wanyin took Tiancheng and escaped, looking everywhere for the trace of the Ferghana horse.

Suddenly, more than a dozen assassins fell from the sky. They were wearing black night clothes and holding sharp blades, and they slashed at Song Wanyin.

Oh no, did we encounter bandits?

Song Wanyin reacted quickly and smashed the sharp blade with the torch in her hand to block the assassin's attack. She then pulled Tiancheng and ran towards a secluded path in the front left.

"Tian Cheng, find a place to hide later, I will lead these assassins away.

After the assassins leave, you can take the opportunity to find the Ferghana horse and come to pick me up."

Sweet Orange said nervously:

"Miss, you are a royal concubine. I should lead the assassin away while you take the opportunity to escape."

Song Wanyin didn't have time to think about it and said without delay:

"If I tell you to go, then go. If you delay any longer, none of us will be able to escape."

Tears welled up in Tiancheng's eyes. She bit her lower lip tightly, turned around and hid behind a large rock in the grass, praying silently in her heart.

God bless me, Bodhisattva bless me, please help my daughter turn this misfortune into safety.

Song Wanyin immediately turned towards the group of assassins and shouted:

"I'm here, catch up if you can!"

After saying that, he ran in the opposite direction, holding the ring tightly in his hand, ready to release the poison at any time.

She could vaguely see a cliff ahead. As long as she led the assassins to the edge of the cliff and then released poison on them, they would definitely die.

The assassins chased Song Wanyin relentlessly and quickly surrounded her, with murderous gleams in their eyes.

"Want to run? Where can you escape to now?

"Be prepared to die!"

Song Wanyin noticed that there was a cliff behind him, and tried to lead them over there, responding calmly:

"Who are you? If you are bandits, you just want to extort money.

I can give you some silver, can you let me go?"

One of the assassins couldn't help but sneer:

"Haha, bandits? You underestimate us too much.

We have been sent to take your life."

Song Wanyin asked in surprise:

"On orders? Whose orders did you follow?"

She secretly wondered whether this matter was related to the second and third branches of the Gu family.

Were these assassins hired by them?

The next moment, she overturned this idea, because she clearly saw the white fox totem engraved on the blade through the cold light reflected by the sharp blade.

Could it be that there is someone else behind the scenes who sent these assassins?

At the moment, she didn't know what kind of noble person she had offended, who had to show up at this critical moment and try to kill her.

At this critical moment, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a loud thunder, and heavy rain began to fall.

The assassins were about to take action, but unexpectedly the heavy rain blocked their vision and they couldn't even open their eyes.

Seeing that the opportunity was right, Song Wanyin took the chance to escape, but her feet slipped, and she lost her balance and fell towards the hillside on the left.

She fell heavily to the ground, her body sliding uncontrollably down the hillside. In desperation, she grabbed the branch next to her, but the branch was pulled out by the roots and rolled down the hillside.

hiss!

it hurts!

I can't die. I must not let the mastermind behind this succeed in his evil plot!

At the critical moment of life and death, a figure suddenly leaped from above, descended quickly, and held her frail body tightly in his arms.

Song Wanyin looked up in surprise, and met a pair of deep pupils. She said with a sour nose:

"Brother, is that you?"

Xiao Jingheng stared at her with eyes full of pity, feeling the joy of regaining what he had lost, and said in a trembling voice:

"Junior sister, I was so worried when I heard that you were missing."

When he learned that Song Wanyin was missing, he instantly became restless.

He guessed that Song Wanyin was most likely to go alone to look for the silk goods, so he rode his horse as fast as he could, worried that something might happen to her.

Based on the clues along the way, they discovered the tiger's paw prints and the assassin's footprints and tracked them all the way here.

Jing Mo and Huai Xi were fighting with the assassins. He witnessed Song Wanyin falling down the hillside and jumped down without hesitation.

In his heart, Song Wanyin's life is more important than his own.

Two figures embraced each other and rolled down rapidly. The hillside was covered with thorns and weeds.

Xiao Jingheng protected Song Wanyin tightly, using his body as a cushion. His brocade robe was torn, revealing his fragile skin, which was scratched in many places. He let out a muffled groan.

Song Wanyin clung to his strong arms, without a single injury on her body. Their bodies overlapped each other, bumping into each other all the way, leading to the unknown dark abyss, like a huge mouth of the abyss, trying to swallow them together.