Shocking! In this matriarchal society, every man wants to marry me!

Although Nakata didn't know how powerful ancient gunpowder was, the power of modern gunpowder was undeniable.

Zhong Tian's heart tightened, and he immediately exerted force with his hands. The iron chains binding Zhong Tian and Xia Lan immediately deformed, and Xia Lan looked at her hand in disbelief as it came out of the iron chains unimpeded.

Zhongtian immediately stepped forward and hugged Le Xingxi's waist, holding him tightly in his arms, and quickly walked into the house.

The shelter inside the house might lessen the damage.

Inside the room, Guo Mao was in the middle of a great time, her clothes disheveled and her face full of excitement. When she saw Zhong Tian and the others coming over, her face darkened. She immediately protected the delicate beauty in her arms and shouted angrily, "Get out!"

"It's impossible to get out!" Zhongtian moved a few more inches closer to Guo Mao.

Guo Mao finally realized the seriousness of the problem, and looked at Zhao Jing, who had entered the room with gunpowder in his hand, with a livid face.

Zhao Jing was well aware of the ironclad rule that villains die from talking too much. She glanced inside the room, didn't say anything more, and immediately lit the gunpowder in her hand, throwing it towards Le Xingxi.

Guo Mao and the others felt a violent tremor, as if the ground had collapsed. Guo Mao's lover gripped her sleeve tightly.

When Zhao Jing's explosives hurtled towards Le Xingxi, Le Xingxi thought he was going to die. With such a violent explosion and so many things falling, he was sure he would die.

However, he was not injured, not even a scratch, but he felt the dust on the ground rushing towards him.

He knew that it was Zhongtian who had protected him.

He turned his head nervously and found that Zhongtian's face was pale. Zhongtian held him tightly in her arms, her not-so-broad embrace holding him tightly. Bloodstains slowly flowed down her arm, forming a shocking pool of blood on the ground.

Le Xingxi felt a chill run down her spine, and Xia Muning in the capital city felt a sense of panic for no apparent reason!

The only thing that could touch his mind was Zhongtian. He gripped the golden Buddha on his chest and offered incense to the Buddha statue in the room with utmost sincerity. Only then did his palpitations slowly subside.

He slowly took a sip of tea: "Shishu, go and find out where the mistress is now?"

The attendant, standing nearby, replied, "Yes!"

He handed the invitation to Xia Muning, who frowned slightly in disdain upon seeing Zhang Duoruo's name on the invitation.

Xia Muning opened it and saw that it said the Pear Garden was holding an election for the Pear Garden Leader, and Zhang Duruo had invited her to attend.

How to show support? By spending money, of course!

Xia Muning tossed the invitation aside as if it were something dirty, and said, "I'm not going!"

Fish don't bite so easily, and Xia Muning felt heartbroken even spending a penny on Zhang Duruo.

His thoughts quickly drifted elsewhere. News came from the palace tutor, Little Li, that the Empress Dowager was preparing to see him.

Isn't the Empress Dowager afraid of being cursed to death by him if she sees him?

He had no connection with the Empress Dowager, and he was not a minister's wife, so why would he want to see her?

He thought of Zhongtian again, and his heart ached terribly. Ever since Zhongtian left him, all sorts of open and hidden attacks had been directed at him.

……

After a while, Zhongtian slowly woke up. She touched her left arm, which must have been injured when she was hit by a falling beam while protecting Le Congxi.

She looked up and saw Le Xingxi's worried eyes. Zhongtian touched his forehead with her good right hand. "Xingxi, don't cry! I'm fine."

"Better to die than to die myself," Zhongtian said gleefully, pointing at the others to show Le Xingxi. "Look, I'm not the worst off; the others are in even worse shape."

Xia Lan was hit on the head, and a lot of blood flowed from her head, congealing on her face, which added a fierce look to her otherwise ordinary face.

Guo Mao was hit in the leg. She clutched her leg and didn't cry out, but from the contortion on her face, it was clear that she was seriously injured. Next to her was her lover, Zhao Duan, who was also covered in blood, though it was unclear whether it was his or Guo Mao's.

Zhao was within the blast radius of the gunpowder and was naturally knocked unconscious.

The injuries suffered by others did not make Le Xingxi happy; on the contrary, he became even more worried.

Zhongtian turned his head and looked around. It was a rather spacious cave with traces of human excavation.

She listened carefully, and the sound of hammering metal came from the air, which reached the ears of Nakata and the others as the air flowed.

Zhongtian immediately asked Le Xingxi nervously, "Xingxi, what is the secret you've been trying to tell me?"

Le Xingxi's expression turned somewhat cold: "Do you know that the men of Licheng engage in prostitution, but what are the women of Licheng doing?"

Le Xingxi didn't keep them in suspense: "Some of the women went out to rob and plunder, doing wicked and immoral things, while others worked as blacksmiths in the tunnels they dug under the houses."

Zhongtian was shocked.

In ancient times, iron was a controlled commodity. Even adding a knife for cutting vegetables and stewing meat to a household required reporting to the government, because iron could be used to forge weapons and could be used to rebel!

Having realized this, Nakata hurriedly shouted, "Run!"

With such a commotion, someone is bound to notice. If this private place is discovered, what will happen? They'll be killed, to prevent future trouble.

Nakata reacted quickly, but it was too late.

One by one, strong women emerged from the secluded spot. They were robust, their bodies muscular from years of blacksmithing! Xia Lan felt that each of them could take on three of her!

One, two, three, a dark mass of them, each holding an iron weapon, making Xia Lan feel weak all over.

She looked at the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled around her and felt that she was doomed. Overwhelmed with grief, she cried out, "Mother, help! Your daughter is going to die. I'm so sorry!"

Faced with this situation, Zhong Tian became even calmer. She gave Xia Lan a cold look and said, "Shut up."

Then he pushed Le Xingxi in front of Xia Lan.

"You'd beg your mother, but you'd be begging me! Everyone stand behind me. You protect Le Xingxi, and I'll deal with these people."

Then, Nakata stood up and shielded everyone behind him like a hero!

Guo Mao, who was hiding behind Zhong Tian, ​​pointed to Zhao Jing, who was lying unconscious on the ground.

Zhongtian immediately understood, straightened Zhao Jing's body, and spoke to the leader, who was clearly the head of the group.

"If you're going to kill us, kill Zhao Jing first. Although she's injured, she's still breathing; she's still alive..."

Before Nakata could finish speaking, she smelled an extremely strong stench of blood, and blood splattered onto her face!

The woman in the lead mercilessly drew the iron knife she had forged herself and sliced ​​Zhao Jing's body in two like cutting a watermelon!