Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Zhuiying stared silently at Ma Caifeng, who lay sleeping on the ground, his mind filled with confusion. He clearly remembered that he hadn't drugged her today, so why was she sleeping here? As he pondered, Zhuiying seemed to suddenly realize something: she had long known he'd been drugging her to preserve her innocence.

But Zhuiying had no idea that, just an hour earlier, he had fallen into a deep sleep from exhaustion. Ma Caifeng found some medicinal wine, tiptoed to the bedside, and carefully removed his shirt. When her eyes met Zhuiying's firm, eight-pack abs, her breathing quickened, and a blush stained her cheeks. Her hands unconsciously rubbed those enchanting abs, and at that moment, her heart completely captivated.

Then, Ma Caifeng, with familiarity, found where Zhuiying had hidden the sleeping pills. She pulled out the sleeping powder, walked over to the bed, and blew it gently into his face. Zhuiying, sound asleep, was completely unprepared. He only frowned slightly, and his sleep deepened. A flicker of determination flashed in Ma Caifeng's eyes. She bit her lip and slowly leaned over...

Half an hour passed quietly, the passion faded, and Ma Caifeng, feeling satisfied and exhausted, slowly fell asleep on the ground. Her cheeks were still flushed, and a happy smile played on the corners of her mouth.

After going through everything that just happened, she finally became Zhuiying's woman completely and thoroughly.

Under the old locust tree, Fusu looked anxiously in the direction of the Ma family. Finally, he saw Zhuiying's figure hurriedly appear.

"Why did you come so late?" Fusu said with a hint of complaint, "I thought you were trapped in the land of tenderness and reluctant to leave."

Zhuiying hurriedly explained, "Master, you're joking. I don't know what happened to me today, but I was so tired and exhausted that I overslept without realizing it."

Fusu curled his lips slightly after hearing this. He knew in his heart that Zhuiying was hinting at the fact that he had asked him to chop a whole yard of firewood. "Okay, let's go quickly."

The two of them quickly walked towards the location they had surveyed. The village walls were all built by the villagers themselves. A spot in the back of the mountain, where the walls were relatively low and remote, was less frequented by people and less likely to be detected by patrols. This was undoubtedly the best option for their departure.

Fusu slowly turned his head and looked once again at the village where he had spent a carefree time. A complex emotion suddenly surged in his heart.

Just as he was about to climb over the wall, the sound of a gong suddenly came from the village entrance. The gong sounded three long rhythmic tones. This was an agreed-upon signal in the village, meaning that something important was happening. Once it sounded, someone from every household had to go to the village entrance.

Fusu subconsciously looked towards the village entrance, and saw villagers holding torches in their hands, gathering towards the village entrance one after another.

"It's already midnight, what could happen?" Fusu said.

Zhuiying was a little anxious and said quickly, "Master, let's go. Look, everyone in the village is heading to the village entrance. What big thing could happen in this remote little village? Isn't it a good opportunity for us to leave now?"

Fusu frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "No. We are not in a hurry for this day. Let's go and see what's going on first. If there is anything important, it would not be appropriate for us to leave rashly." After that, he walked towards the village entrance.

Xiuying, who lived on the hillside, also clearly heard the three long gong sounds. Xiuying and her daughters stayed at home while Yang's father and Wang Dali grabbed torches and hurried towards the village entrance with solemn expressions.

At the village entrance, the first villagers to arrive were terrified by the sight of the bloody black dog on the oxcart. Turning their gaze to Yang Qingfeng and Afan, dressed in women's clothing, they were filled with confusion and were completely bewildered. However, everyone realized that something serious had happened.

"Who is this child? He is covered in blood. Is he still alive?" a villager asked in a trembling voice.

"What's going on with Qingfeng and Afan?" another villager looked surprised.

"Didn't you go to Jizhou? Why did you become like this?" someone else couldn't help but ask.

"Let's quickly call Aunt Wu over and have her take a look at the child first." Someone in the crowd suggested anxiously.

"Has anyone come from Xiuying's house? Do you want to go and call them?" someone asked loudly.

Just as everyone was discussing this, Yang's father and Wang Dali hurried over. Seeing this, the villagers quickly made way for them.

Father Yang looked at his son and saw that he was wearing a big red flower on his head and a long skirt. Father Yang was so shocked that he was speechless for a moment.

Then, his eyes swept over the bloody man lying on the ox cart. His heart suddenly sank, and he hurriedly said, "Go home quickly. If there is anything, let's go home first."

Yang Qingfeng turned his head and looked at the villagers guarding the village gate. He said, "Everyone, please be fully alert. If you find any abnormal situation, you must ring the gong immediately."

The one guarding the village gate today was Butcher Li. He patted his chest and shouted, "Don't worry, I'm here to guard it. Not even a fly can get in."

After saying that, Yang's father and Wang Dali hurriedly jumped onto the ox cart. Yang's father took the reins and drove the ox cart slowly towards the small slope.

Xiuying had already been standing anxiously in the yard with her daughters, her eyes full of worry and uneasiness.

Shi Liu looked at Xiuying with concern and asked softly, "Mom, what could be going on in the middle of the night?"

Lamei clutched the corner of Xiuying's clothes tightly, "Mom, I've been feeling uneasy. I always feel like something bad is going to happen."

Guihua unconsciously grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands: "Mom, my heart is beating so hard it's about to jump out of my throat."

Little Six and Little Seven are still young and are sleeping soundly in the house, completely unaware of what is happening outside.

Xiuying gently comforted her daughters: "Don't be afraid, my girls. Don't worry, no matter what happens, I'm here to protect you."

At this moment, a clear sound of cowbells rang out from the door. The hearts of the people in the yard instantly jumped into their throats. From this sound, it was the family's big yellow cow that had returned, but why would the big yellow cow come back at this time in the middle of the night...

"Shiliu, run and call Aunt Wu!" Father Yang hurried into the yard holding a child covered in blood.

When Yang's mother, whose eyesight was blurry, heard the sound, she was immediately overwhelmed with grief and couldn't help crying out loudly: "My son! My son!"

"Mom, I'm here." Yang Qingfeng quickly stood beside Yang's mother and said.

Mother Yang turned her head with tears in her eyes, her eyes wide open, staring at the person beside her who was dressed in women's clothes and dressed seductively. Her face was full of disbelief, and she stammered, "You...you are Qingfeng, what...what is going on?"