A Farm Girl: Three Acres of Fertile Land Can Be Exchanged for a Country

Chapter 10 Rescue Has Arrived

Seeing this as a rare opportunity, she immediately asked, "How did you get back? Who did you come with?"

Nanxing didn't answer, but complained, "This room is really strange, there isn't even a window. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to pry the door open..."

The wooden block left under the door had been removed. If he wanted to pry the door open, he would have to rely on brute force. Wutong was worried that the patrolling guards would find out, so she quickly said to him, "Don't do anything rash. There are guards outside. They will come in as soon as they hear a sound!"

“What should we do then…” Nan Xing hesitated for a moment, then quickly made up her mind and continued: “If they’re in, they’re in. I’ll just be quick and get you out before they do.”

He seemed to be making a vow or swearing something, muttering to himself, "I will definitely rescue you!"

Seeing his impulsiveness, Wutong was very anxious. In her desperation, she tried to grab the door frame, but this aggravated her wound, causing her to groan in pain.

Upon hearing the sound, Nanxing hurriedly asked with concern, "Are you injured? How serious is it?"

"It's nothing, just a minor injury..." Wutong slowly exhaled, recovering from the pain, and advised him, "Don't be impulsive. This is the royal palace, not an ordinary family home. If you make even the slightest mistake, all your efforts will be in vain."

How could Nanxing not know? He leaned against the doorframe, head bowed, and murmured, "But I really wanted to save you..."

Although there was a door between them, Wutong could imagine what he looked like at that moment: thin, with a kind of determination and mystery that was different from ordinary people.

She couldn't help but soften her voice, saying, "Now is not the best time to save them. The King of Dongqi just saw me, and he might send someone else later. We need to find a suitable time..." At this point, she remembered something important and asked, "By the way, who did you come with?"

Nanxing didn't want to answer, but time was of the essence, and he couldn't hide anything, so he honestly replied, "Myself."

"Are you alone?" Wutong gasped.

Nanxing said firmly, "What's wrong with being alone? I've figured out the route, I'm sure I can get you out of here."

Wutong smiled wryly, "I'm fine with it, but I still have one more thing here..."

"Who?"

"Princess Silver Bell".

Nanxing muttered to herself in a very low voice, "How come she's here too..."

Wutong asked, "Do you know each other?"

Nanxing immediately shook her head, realizing that she couldn't see, and then said, "I don't know her, but I've heard of her. I'm here to save you. I won't take care of her, and you shouldn't either."

Wutong frowned: "How can we do that? We are paid by the Southern Frontier Army. She is the future Queen of Southern Frontier. It would be better if we didn't see her, but if we do, we should save her."

Nanxing said firmly, "I said I won't save you, and I mean it!"

The only person he wanted to save was her; as for the others… well, he couldn’t care less.

After spending so much time together, Wutong could never abandon Yinling and run away for her own life. Just as she was about to say a few words of advice, she heard the footsteps of the guards approaching from afar.

Finished!

She hurriedly said to Nanxing, "You'd better hurry! The patrol is coming!"

Nanxing asked, "Then what are you going to do?"

"I'll be fine, I'll stay here and wait for you, and you can't be hurt either!" Wutong hurriedly added, "Hurry up and go! Otherwise it will be too late!"

Nanxing also heard the clear footsteps of the guards, who were only a wall away from him.

He desperately wanted to take Wutong away regardless of the consequences, but he was there to rescue people, and he couldn't let himself be captured before he could even save them.

So he stomped his foot in frustration and left with the words, "I will definitely come to save you!"

After saying that, he grabbed the door frame, swung onto the roof, and sped away across the tiles.

Wutong squatted on the ground, her head resting against the door frame. She listened to his footsteps slowly fading away, and seeing nothing amiss, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Nanxing's rescue gave her hope for survival, but the fact that he was alone made her uneasy.

Now that things have come to this, they can only take it one step at a time. While Nanxing is out there looking for an opportunity to rescue her, she also needs to be prepared. At the very least, she needs to heal both her hands so that if they encounter any Dongqi people during her escape, she can at least help deal with a few of them.

The oil in the lamp burned out, flickered a few times, and then went out. Wutong crawled into the quilt on the floor, closed her eyes, and forced herself to sleep.

That night, Wutong kicked Meng Baobao with tremendous force, showing no mercy.

She thought Meng Baobao would settle accounts with her once she finished her work, but several days passed and Meng Baobao didn't show up.

Wutong was torn between wanting to see him and being afraid to see him, because seeing him meant she could go outside for a walk and perhaps find a chance to escape. But Meng Baobao had a volatile temper, and she might anger him, only to lose her life before she could even escape.

Another extremely important thing was that after we came back that day, someone finally brought us food on time, but only once a day, and the bath water was only brought every three days, which was simply not enough.

With just one basin of water, two people had to wash their hands, faces, bathe, and do laundry; it was so precious that it could be counted in drops.

Yinling was the first to lose her temper; she could tolerate hunger, but not filth.

She fished a cloth out of the murky water, wrung it out, and intended to use it to wipe her face. But the smell made her feel nauseous, so she involuntarily threw the cloth away and plopped down on a chair.

"It stinks! Is this even a human habitable place?"

After such a long period of imprisonment and the torment of lack of food and clothing, her once flawless image had long since collapsed. At this moment, her clothes were disheveled, her hair was unkempt, and she was not much better off than Wutong.

Wutong walked over, picked up the cloth, and smelled it. It did indeed have an unpleasant odor.

She went to the bedside, hung the cloth on a post to dry, and said, "Just one more day, and they will bring clean water."

"And then what?" Silver Bell retorted, "And then I have to endure it for another three days? I really can't stand this kind of life anymore. If it continues like this, then it would be better to... better to just kill me!"

Wutong was still worried about Nanxing and was afraid that Yinling would leak the news, so she didn't tell her about Nanxing's arrival. She only comforted her, saying, "It won't always be like this. We'll definitely get out."

"It's definitely possible, but how long will it take to be certain..."

Unable to bear it any longer, Yinling lowered her head, resting her forehead on the corner of the table, and said in a sorrowful voice, "Brother Fufeng must have forgotten me already, he doesn't want me anymore..."

Every time she mentions this name, Wutong is left helpless.

Duan Fufeng... In her mind, there was only a fleeting impression of him, along with countless descriptions and attitudes towards him, which vaguely pieced together a blurry image.

Abudo worships him, Li Duwei is respectful to him, Meng Baobao is afraid of him, and Yinling is in love with him.

What kind of person is he?

Wutong tried her best to recall what he looked like that day, but found that she couldn't remember any of his features at all, only that he was so beautiful that he seemed otherworldly.

End of this chapter