Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

After a long while, she turned her head and looked towards the source of the sound of breaking air, and saw a man and a woman riding on tall horses looking down at them. Behind them were many people wearing armor and holding weapons.

"Please save him, he's dying!"

She was barefoot, her long skirt had been torn into a short skirt, her pigtails were disheveled, and she looked dirty and messy.

The young man on the horse frowned and looked at Qiao Shinian at his feet, then turned to look at the woman beside him: "An An."

"Yes." The woman responded, dismounted and hugged Qiao Shinian. She took off her cloak and wrapped it around Qiao Shinian. "Don't worry, girl. I'll go take a look."

"Please, find him a doctor! He was stabbed and cut! He is so young, he can't die!" Qiao Shinian said in a low voice, looking at Lu An's back.

"Are you a general? Please, give him the best medicine! Please, no matter how much it costs, we will pay you double when the time comes." Qiao Shinian regained some of his sanity, walked to the man on the horse, and begged, "You must be good at horse riding, can you find someone nearby who can treat his injury?"

Lu Ping lowered his head to look at Qiao Shinian who was crying. Qiao Shinian was very tall, about 1.71 meters tall. Her cloak partially covered her legs. There were many scratches on her slender white legs, which looked like a piece of beautiful mutton-fat jade with scratches carved on it, which was an eyesore.

She is youthful and sweet, so when she cries it makes people feel that she has suffered some great injustice. There are so many tears accumulated in her beautiful eyes that they keep rolling down.

"There is a clinic in the army, so don't worry, girl. If your child is not dead, he may be able to be saved." After looking at Qiao Shinian, Lu Ping said indifferently.

After treatment by the military doctor, Wen Jiu's wound finally stopped bleeding.

Wen Jiu was carried on a simple stretcher made by the soldiers, and Qiao Shinian, in a daze, rode a horse with Lu An to the next town.

"How old are you this year?" Lu An looked at Qiao Shinian, who was almost half a head taller than her, and asked curiously, "Whose daughter is she?"

"I..." Qiao Shinian immediately covered his mouth as soon as he spoke.

She felt like vomiting. Even after she recovered from the shock of Wen Jiu’s impending death, she could not forget the bloody and cruel scene.

Lu Anle stopped the horse, and Qiao Shinian immediately crawled to the side and vomited.

"The girl is pregnant?" Lu An asked in confusion, "Where's your husband? Why is it just you and the child?"

"No!" Qiao Shinian said two words with difficulty and then vomited out.

A feeling of fear crept up on her, making the hairs on her body stand up.

"Drink some water." Lu An handed the water to Qiao Shinian, then bent down to look at the terrified Qiao Shinian who was vomiting violently. "Dizzy on a horse? You don't know how to ride a horse. Indeed, our current speed is a bit fast."

"No." Qiao Shinian's voice changed. After she vomited everything, she barely resisted the urge to vomit. She turned to look at Lu An's curious big eyes and fainted.

"Brother, this girl seems to have fainted from fright." Lu An took Qiao Shinian to the front of the team and walked side by side with Lu Ping.

Lu Ping turned his head and glanced at the delicate beauty in Lu An's arms. He hadn't noticed before that her hair looked very messy. It was neither the hairstyle of a married woman nor the bun of a young girl waiting to be married. Her hair was a little short, only reaching her shoulders, and looked black and smooth.

"Your body and hair are given by your parents. What she did is a great disrespect to them."

"Brother!" Lu An raised his voice.

"Well, a cowardly woman. When we get to the town, we'll put her and the child there together." Lu Ping turned his head, looked at the road ahead, and said, "There are quite a few bandits along this road. We need to send some troops to clear them out."

"Oh." Lu An responded coldly.

When it was time to rest at night, the military doctor felt Qiao Shinian's pulse and then gave her two injections with a silver needle.

"General, this girl is just too frightened, she is fine."

Lu An asked: "How old is this girl? How come her child is so big?"

"Commander-in-chief, this girl looks to be in her early twenties, but this should not be her child. Judging from her pulse, she has not given birth yet. In my opinion, this girl may not have had sex with anyone yet."

"No one asked you that." Lu An waved his hand, looked at the neatly dressed Qiao Shinian, grinned and asked: "Brother, are you attracted to this girl? You peeked at her several times along the way."

"No." Lu Ping squatted down and looked at Qiao Shinian. "She didn't seem to be afraid of me. She seemed to trust me. I thought she knew me, but the way she looked at me was completely unfamiliar. She gave me a very strange feeling, a feeling that I couldn't explain."

"It's a bit strange. She looks delicate and tender. She should be a lady from a wealthy family. No, ladies from wealthy families don't have her manners and aura." Lu An looked at Qiao Shinian seriously.

During their discussion, Wen Jiu woke up once.

Until a day later, hundreds of people checked into the inn at the entrance of the town.

Qiao Shinian took care of Wen Jiu who had a high fever and stayed by his side without eating or drinking. She was dazed and couldn't do anything. In the end, she just sat there and cried while watching Wen Jiu, whose face was as pale as paper.

A feeling of powerless frustration lingered in her heart, if only she had known how to deal with it at that time.

If only she could help Wen Jiu!

If only she knew a little bit about how to protect herself.

Thinking of this, Qiao Shinian fell down, sometimes lucid, sometimes drowsy, having nightmares, the scene of that man's death, and the scene of her being dragged into the bushes.

The scene of the man licking her and being pinned down reappeared in her mind again and again.

Finally, it ended with blood splattered all over her face.

Later, the dead people kept staring at her and holding her tightly, and she couldn't break free.

Qiao Shinian saw that there seemed to be another military doctor in front of him, and that man seemed to have left again.

She slowly closed her eyes, unable to exert any strength, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw the familiar and safe pale yellow ceiling.

"How long have I slept?" Qiao Shinian asked weakly, tears falling from the corners of her eyes and into her hair.

"Maybe a little more than an hour." Mo Feibai put down the computer and looked up to see Qiao Shinian with tears on his face and an ugly expression.

"What's wrong? Did something terrible happen again?" An Tian, ​​who had just woken up, quickly hugged Qiao Shinian and tried to calm her down.

Qiao Shinian finally burst into tears. She choked and said, "Someone died in front of me! My face was covered in blood! They wanted to rape me, but Wen Jiu saved me. Now he's lying there dying!"

With the comfort of An Tian and Mo Feibai, it took Qiao Shinian a long time to stop crying and trembling, and he remembered to go to the pharmacy.