The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Liu Huaian thought at this time, he was only twenty-three and had not yet married and had children. His fiancée was still waiting for him in Yuanning. If he died, what would she do?

And there are his parents. Although he is not the only child in the family, he is still the youngest. If he dies, his parents will definitely be heartbroken.

There was no expression on his face as he sat there, quietly watching the two people walking over.

The two Western barbarians were also extremely tired, but when they saw Liu Huaian fall to the ground, they knew that he could not escape.

Just like the Ya cattle in the desert, being chased by hunters, once they fall down due to exhaustion, they will never have the strength or chance to get up again.

The two men approached each other and communicated in Western Yi language.

"Aren't they said that civil servants are weak? This guy runs pretty fast."

"Even a rabbit kicks its legs when it's caught, let alone a Chu person."

"Be careful later. Minglai fell into his trap. Be careful in case he has any other tricks up his sleeve."

"Fugha, you are too timid. Don't worry, he is no longer a threat."

Liu Huaian moved his body and leaned against the rock behind him, tightening his grip on the scimitar in his hand.

Unfortunately, he died in Xiyi, and I don’t know whether his body can be returned to Da Chu.

Liu Huaian was thinking in his mind and didn't notice that there were two pairs of eyes across from him staring at the two barbarians.

Fang Youming gave a look and Fang Youhuai nodded.

When the two Western barbarians turned their backs to them and walked towards the man.

While they were talking, Fang Youming quietly approached.

Because their clothes were all linen brown, no one noticed that something was moving for a while.

Fang Youhuai followed closely, the cat hiding behind his brother.

Liu Huaian was also looking at the two barbarians at this time, preparing to take one more away before he died, so he didn't notice the movement over there.

One of the barbarians suddenly noticed the movement behind him. He thought it was his accomplice and was about to turn around when he was knocked down by a powerful force.

Fang Youming's eyes were fierce. He knew that he could not defeat this group of barbarians, so he wanted to catch them by surprise.

His dagger slashed directly across the barbarian's neck. Perhaps the force was not strong enough, so he slashed it twice more.

At this time, another barbarian had already reacted and was about to hook the two people on the ground with a scimitar in his hand.

He was hit hard and staggered back a few steps.

It was Fang Youhuai, who followed closely behind, restraining the other person.

If they don’t have enough to eat on a daily basis, their physical fitness will definitely not be able to keep up with those barbarians.

The barbarians under Fang Youming kept struggling and almost knocked him over several times.

When he found that his men's struggles were gradually weakening, he slowly let go of their hands.

Without caring whether the person was dead or not, he staggered to his feet and turned around to find that the barbarians' scimitars were approaching Youhuai.

His pupils dilated and he crawled over there.

"You Huai, get out of the way!"

Fang Youhuai watched the scimitar getting closer and closer to him, and his body became stiff as he tried to dodge. His brother's voice seemed very far away, yet very close. He had no brain to think.

At this moment, the Yi people suddenly fell to the side.

Fang Youhuai was also knocked to the ground by the force, and his eyes just happened to be grazed by the tip of the knife. A strand of hair was cut off and floated in the air.

Liu Huaian's legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up. Seeing the Yi Ren about to rush towards the boy with his face covered, he rushed forward, grabbed the Yi Ren's right leg, turned his body, dragged his leg and tripped him.

The barbarian fell to the ground sideways, and Fang Youming got up. The barbarian also struggled to get up and kicked Liu Huaian's hand with his foot.

Liu Huaian is a civil servant. Because of his delicate and handsome appearance, he was selected as the third place in the imperial examination by His Majesty, but he is very strong.

Otherwise, when Duan Jing'an fell off the horse, he would not have been able to grab the horse's neck with one hand.

The barbarian struggled to stand up and raised his foot to kick him in the face.

Liu Huaian yelled, "My face!"

The barbarians fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Fang Youming's dagger was stuck in the barbarian's neck. Seeing the man's disbelief in his eyes, he twisted the dagger in his hand vigorously.

When his eyes became dead, he pulled out the dagger.

A stream of hot blood rushed to his face, some of it splashed into his eyes, and his vision was bloodshot.

Liu Huaian closed his eyes and didn't feel any pain for a long time. When he opened his eyes, he saw a figure sitting on the barbarian with his back to him.

Relieved, he lay on his back and chuckled softly.

Heaven will not abandon me.

Fang Youhuai crawled over on his knees, "Brother, brother, are you okay?"

Seeing the blood on his brother's face, Fang Youhuai wiped it carelessly with his sleeve, but ended up getting blood all over Fang Youming's face.

Fang Youming tilted his head, "Did you do this on purpose?"

"Brother, are you okay?"

Fang Youhuai checked the room from head to toe with a tearful voice.

"Okay, okay, I'm fine. Are you okay?"

You Huai shook his head, tears streaming down his face, falling to the ground in large drops.

"Woo wow, brother, I was scared to death."

He buried himself in his brother's arms. They both knelt, Fang Youming hugging his younger brother.

The boy, who was only fifteen years old, had no choice but to rely on his brother who was a few years older than him when faced with such a situation.

"who are you?"

Liu Huaian took a deep breath and looked at the two people beside him.

Fang Youming turned his head and looked at the man warily.

They didn't just take action to save him, but there was no place to hide here. Once he was caught, the two barbarians would soon discover them, so they had to strike first.

"and who are you?"

He was cautious. Judging from the man's clothes, he was definitely not a fugitive. He didn't know why he was being chased by the barbarians in the Paracel Islands.

Liu Huaian was thinking about what to say. Should he just ask them to send him back, or should he keep it secret?

"Brother, this person seems to be, is..."

Fang Youhuai wiped his eyes and looked at Liu Huaian.

"Aren't you the chief clerk of the Shaozhanshi?"

He looked at Liu Huaian in shock. He had seen this person before in the capital. At that time, his sixth uncle was also serving as the Shao Zhanshi and had talked about him with him.

When he heard that his grandfather was bringing his uncles to Beijing, he happily went to find his sixth uncle to tell him the news. That was the last time he saw him in Beijing.

The Fang family’s nightmare also began when their grandfather came to Beijing. Later, they were imprisoned in the mansion until they were taken to prison and driven out of the capital.

Liu Huaian looked for a long time but couldn't figure out who this person was. He really had no impression of him.

How could the chief clerk of Shaozhan Mansion be at the border of Yumen?

Fang Youming looked at his brother, wondering if he had made a mistake.

Fang Youhuai suddenly realized, "You are now the magistrate of Yumen?!"

No wonder last time, when he took a glance, he said that the new magistrate looked so familiar, it turned out to be him!

"Brother, this is what I told you last time. Do you remember? I said I was very familiar with the Yumen County Magistrate, but I can't remember him."