Traveling through the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, a story of survival in troubled tim

"Girl, you just..."

When has my girl ever felt so wronged? It has always been others who were wronged, and she has never suffered any loss.

The girl at home was getting better and better, but she was not as happy as before.

The price of growth needs to be paid, and it is absolutely true.

Tears welled up in Shaoyao's eyes and her voice was a little unsteady.

"Okay, I have my own considerations. If you don't cause me any trouble now, it will be a big help."

Seeing that this guy was feeling aggrieved again, Baoju quickly interrupted him.

Wen Shu had no idea what her two maids were thinking. At this moment, she was thinking about the situation outside.

Ever since Feng Xing met the so-called Uncle Hong Qi, he has become quiet and silent, as if facing a formidable enemy. He didn't know if it was because she was young and he didn't trust her.

"Tell me, is it safe for us to go out?"

I don't know if he was talking to himself or asking Feng Xing who was leading the way in front.

"Don't worry, young lady, the master will take care of everything."

The voice became lower and lower in the end. After all, in this world, if you don't talk about the bottom line, even people are unwilling to do it.

"I know! Big Brother wouldn't let us go first if he didn't have perfect arrangements. He must have someone he trusts to help us."

"Yes, my eldest son does things properly."

As the passage got closer, the smell of decay in the air became less.

The original sparks at the cave entrance had already transformed into the outline of a torch...

"Meet the girl, meet the gentleman"

From a distance, Wen Shu and her group were seen coming out of the passage. The leader was wearing a short jacket and long trousers, and his clothes were clean and neat without a trace of burden.

Every gesture reveals competence and unrestrainedness.

He looks no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

"I wonder if you are..."

Feng Xing stopped in front of Wen Shu and took the initiative to negotiate. His eyes glanced around unconsciously and he felt a little scared.

This person's origins were unknown, and he felt a little scared. He was not sure if he had any bad intentions.

"Is this young man sent by the family to escort the young masters and ladies?"

Family support!

Wenshu murmured in her heart, first it was the older sisters who came, then it was her father and mother, and now they said that someone was sent by the family to pick her up.

And Uncle Hong Qibo mentioned above is not like that.

"Who are you……"

Before I could finish, a scream followed, one after another.

"Why……"

The sound of swords clashing came from the passage behind him.

What followed was the sound of hurried footsteps, which seemed to be coming towards the cave entrance. The group immediately panicked.

Especially since he had just come out of the passage and had no time to be happy, he was immediately hit on the head with a stick and had no time to react.

With his head covered, he was ready to escape from here, but just after he walked out of the passage, he saw the tragic scene under his feet and could not move his feet.

Wen Shu was standing in front and the first thing she saw was a group of people lying on the ground. The torches outside shone on them, and she could see the outline of the word "Wen" embroidered on their cuffs.

Wanting to escape from here, she turned around and saw that her position was just one step inside the tunnel entrance, and she could see everything inside clearly.

At the place where he had previously talked with Hong Qibo, flashes of knives appeared from time to time, and someone was trying to come out.

"Master, please spare my life, Master, please spare my life"

It was none other than the person who had just whispered to Hong Qibo, instigating him to take action to kill Wen Shu and her group.

"Oh? Spare my life? What spare my life? How can you, a traitor who sells out your master for personal gain, call out for my eldest son? You want to spare his life? You don't deserve it!" The man looked at the person he stepped on with a playful look on his face, his eyes full of disdain and contempt.

"Uncle Jun, please take care of this. My sister is still young, so don't scare them." A clear voice came, with a hint of concern and tenderness in the tone.

Hearing this voice, Wen Shu's heart suddenly surged with joy. She raised her head and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a tall and handsome man standing not far away, smiling at them.

"It's my elder brother..." Wen Shu murmured to herself, her eyes slightly moist.

She finally felt relieved, knowing that she and her sisters were safe. As long as her eldest brother was there, everything would be fine.

The man waiting in front obviously heard the noise inside, but he didn't seem surprised after hearing it, and didn't seem to care about the fight inside. He just took a look inside.

Then he stood there respectfully, just like before, waiting for Wen Shu to speak.

Wenshu was a little confused.

But now that her eldest brother has come out, she is not sure about this stranger. She has no way to verify whether he is really sent from his hometown as he said.

Now she just had to wait for her eldest brother to come out.

Wen Shu was paying attention to the movement inside. The fight that just happened was not far from here, so they should have come out a long time ago.

I don’t know if he is dealing with the aftermath or if the eldest brother has other arrangements.

At this time, there were new changes outside. After hearing the noise inside, the man who had just walked past ordered a servant who was about the same height as him.

After a while, a carriage and several flatbed carts appeared from somewhere. Other people were loading and unloading the carriage. There were also several people pushing flatbed carts, as if they were waiting for the luggage to be loaded and they would leave immediately.

As for those lying on the ground, whether intentionally or unintentionally, or to intimidate others, they seemed to be ignored and lay on the ground without anyone paying attention.

Wenshu had no time to care about them at the moment because she saw her eldest brother coming out.

However, the scene before her shocked her. Her eldest brother looked extremely ill and was almost being supported by someone as he walked out.

His body was weak and his face was as pale as paper. This was completely inconsistent with the powerful voice just now. Wen Shu could hardly believe her eyes.

"Brother, you are injured..." Wen Shu looked at Wen Yao with heartache, tears welling up in her eyes.

She couldn't accept this fact and her heart was filled with worry and anxiety.

"Wu Niang, I'm fine!"

Seeing her worried face, Wen Yao quickly comforted her. He still had a smile on his face, as if all this was just a joke. However, when he moved slightly, a painful expression appeared on his face.

"Just some minor injuries."

He tried to downplay his injuries, but in reality, they were not as minor as he said. Blood flowed down his arms, staining his clothes red.

"It's not just a minor injury. If you hadn't dodged quickly, you would have lost your arm..."

Feng Yang, who had been running errands behind Wen Yao, could no longer hold back. He felt sorry for his young master, and when he saw the girl's concern, his mouth was like a leaky hair dryer, and he poured out everything he had wanted to say for a long time.

He looked at Wen Yao's injured arm, his eyes full of anxiety and worry.

Wen Yao glared at Feng Yang and signaled him not to talk too much.