Her daughter is so brave! She is risking her life!

Jiang Fugui's eyelids rolled up, and he also reached out his hand, patting Shan Ying's arm, and said incoherently: "Why don't you let go? Do you want to kill your young lady?"

"Then let's make this clear first." Shan Ying's eyes were filled with warning. "After we leave the house, Miss, please remember to be careful with your words and actions and don't say any more nonsense! If someone hears us, it will be a question of whether we can come back alive!"

Jiang Fugui laughed. Shan Ying seemed too cautious, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, I won't say another word after we leave the Jiang Mansion!"

As he spoke, Jiang Fugui made a gesture of sewing Shan Ying's mouth, and the latter reluctantly let her go.

After the two of them walked out of the small door of the Jiang Mansion together, Shan Ying took Jiang Fugui and walked on the road to Yangjin Street. There were many vendors shouting and hawking on both sides, and people came and went in an endless stream, making it very lively.

Jiang Fugui felt that everything around her was both familiar and unfamiliar. She raised her hand and gently brushed over each little gadget, feeling a mixture of emotions in her heart.

Just as Jiang Fugui and Shan Ying were about to reach the end of the small street and turn into Yangjin Street, a horse-drawn carriage rushed into the middle of the road.

Because the carriage was speeding, the horse's hooves kicked over many stalls and injured many passers-by, leaving a mess wherever it passed.

The crowds on the street screamed and dodged in all directions, pushing and shoving each other. Each one ran faster than the other, fearing that they would be the next to suffer.

Jiang Fugui took advantage of the chaos to find a relatively safe corner and pushed Shan Ying, who was still in a daze, in.

However, this corner is not big enough and can only accommodate one person, so Jiang Fugui needs to find another safe place to hide.

However, just as she turned around to find a new place for herself, she suddenly discovered that a boy holding a kitten had accidentally walked into the middle of the street.

He was about five or six years old and looked particularly small standing in the middle of the road.

The boy was confused and didn't know what to do. He hugged the kitten tightly and cried loudly.

Seeing that the horse's hooves were about to reach the boy's head, Jiang Fugui didn't care about anything else and flew out, hugging the boy and the kitten in his arms.

However, due to inertia, the group of people, one big, one small and one cat, rolled two or three times in the middle of the road, just brushing past the falling horse hooves and avoiding the pain of broken bones.

Jiang Fugui lay on her side, protecting the boy's head with one hand, while the other hand gradually loosened from his back. She was breathing heavily and trying to raise her head to look at the carriage that was leaving.

When Jiang Fugui saw the mark hanging on the top of the carriage, he was stunned: Is it... the fifth prince's carriage?

After the danger was over, people dressed as palace guards quickly swarmed over from the messy crowd.

Before Jiang Fugui could fully recover, the boy and the kitten in his arms were lifted up by the servants.

With the weight off his body, Jiang Fugui naturally felt a lot more relaxed.

"Young Master, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

The two guards knelt on the ground, carefully searching the boy's body for any injuries. They almost put their faces against the boy's skin to check every tiny pore.

Because there were so many guards surrounding him, Jiang Fugui couldn't stand up for a while. Shan Ying was so anxious that she struggled to pull him aside from the crowd: "Miss, Miss, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

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