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

It would be best if someone went to their death in their place. The madam sent them to the palace with almost no expectation of them coming back alive, and she wouldn't blame them even if she knew.

The two nodded in agreement, got out of the car and fled back into the building, letting the other person get into the car.

When Wutong realized that Shaoyao's hair was loose, she quickly took off her own hair bun, leaving only two gold hairpins, and looked at herself in the rearview mirror.

Shan was a little nervous, clutching the hem of his clothes as he asked, "Are we really not going to get caught?"

"Not necessarily, so we need to act according to the situation."

Looking out at the huge phoenix sculpture, Shan casually said, "You always say Nanxing is a child, now you don't have to say it anymore, right?"

Wutong was certain that Yulin Shaoyao had been sent to Nanxing, but he didn't quite believe that the woman was someone he wanted himself.

As he grew up, his personality became increasingly extreme, almost just like his father's. His father never cared about women, and so did he.

In short, it was probably Lu Yisheng's idea.

Thinking of the man who had haunted her countless times, yet whom she had met a thousand years ago, a cold light flashed in Wutong's eyes.

After the guard finished urinating, he returned to continue driving and did not notice anything unusual.

Wutong leaned back in her chair, pondering what she would say if she were discovered later. Shan silently reached out a hand and took her hand through his gloves.

They arrived safely at the palace gates, where guards, dressed in armor and carrying rifles, stood incongruously outside, stopping any carriage they saw.

"what for?"

The driver leaned out and handed over Lu Yisheng's written order.

Upon seeing the imperial edict, the guard knew why the woman inside had come. He smiled knowingly and let her in.

The palace grounds are spacious and the roads are smooth, but there are speed limits, with a maximum speed of 0 mph. Therefore, cars slow down as soon as they enter the palace.

Wutong remained silent, her eyes fixed on the surrounding buildings. When the vehicle stopped at the inner gate for another inspection, she pushed open the door, grabbed Shan, and ran, disappearing into the pitch-black night.

The guards didn't notice anything amiss and continued driving after the inspection. It wasn't until they opened the rear door to get out of the car that they discovered the person inside was gone.

What should we do? He was ordered to bring the person in, but the person escaped. If this is discovered, he will not escape punishment.

So he didn't dare to say anything and secretly searched around on his own.

Meanwhile, Lu Yisheng, growing impatient, personally sent someone to find him. His secret could no longer be kept, and he was forced to reveal the truth.

To everyone's surprise, Lu Yisheng did not immediately punish him after hearing this. Instead, he asked with a serious expression, "Did you get a good look at those two women?"

The guards carefully recalled and described their appearances to him.

After hearing this, Lu Yisheng's lips curled into a cold, piercing smile, his relaxed face radiating confidence.

"This came so easily! Men, search them!"

Meanwhile, Wutong had already led Shan to the large courtyard where Wenxin had previously lived, and they were weaving through the alleys, trying to find the Buddhist hall.

She knew very well that with their skills alone, catching Lu Yisheng was a pipe dream, but with the addition of the omnipotent Wenxin, there would be a much better chance.

Buddhist hall... Buddhist hall...

The area was deserted and pitch black. Without lamps and wearing skirts that made movement difficult, their search was quite strenuous.

Shan said, "If only I had snakes with me, I could send them out and find them quickly."

Wutong said in a low voice, "It's okay. We'll definitely find those two snakes for you after we get out."

Not only the snakes, but also their carriages and travel expenses were robbed by those镖师 (bodyguards/escorts), who then sold them off like merchandise. They couldn't let this go unpunished.

As Shan searched, he suddenly pointed ahead and said, "Look, isn't that the Buddhist hall you mentioned? There's a big brass lock on the door."

Wutong looked up and saw that it was indeed the gate of the Buddhist temple. Overjoyed, she said to Shan, "Don't make a sound, let's go over there."

The two tiptoed to the courtyard wall. Wutong climbed over the wall first, then turned around and pulled Shan up. Then the two of them jumped into the courtyard together.

The courtyard was still the same as when she first came, except that many leaves had fallen from the big locust tree in the corner.

Seeing that it was pitch black inside the room and she couldn't hear a sound, she guessed that Wenxin must be asleep, so she walked slowly forward, intending to go directly to the room to wake her up.

Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Shan muttered, "Is he really here? It looks like nobody lives here."

Wutong said, "I saw him here last time, so it should be fine. Why don't you stay here and watch the door? If anyone comes in, just let me know so I can go inside and check."

Shan agreed, and Wutong pushed open a door and went inside.

A short while later, she came out, looking confused.

"Strange, he's not inside..."

Shan walked right up to the stone table in the courtyard, casually touched it, and looked at his palm, muttering:

"Sister Wutong, look."

Wutong leaned closer and, by the light of Haoshan's fire, noticed that her hands were covered in ash.

Wenxin is a clean person. Even an old pair of shoes or a tattered cotton-padded coat will be washed clean. She would never allow such a thick layer of dust to accumulate in her living space.

Given how dirty this place is right now, there's only one possibility.

He left long ago.

Wutong's heart skipped a beat, a strong sense of foreboding welling up inside her. She said to Shan, "Let's not look for him anymore, let's get out of here quickly!"

Shan also sensed something was wrong, and quickly followed her over the wall, intending to leave the palace as soon as possible.

To their surprise, as soon as the two landed, they saw a row of guards standing in front of them.

The leader was probably in his seventies or eighties, with gray hair and loose skin, but his eyes gleamed and he exuded an aura of ambition that only young people possess.

Seeing Wutong raise her head, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled smugly:

"What a coincidence, we meet again."

Wutong looked at him expressionlessly.

"Mr. Lu... no, shouldn't I call you Dr. Su instead?"

Those around were completely confused, not knowing who Dr. Su was. Lu Yisheng, his identity exposed, wasn't annoyed at all, and continued smiling as he said:

"So you already knew? Great, that saves me the trouble of explaining."

Wutong asked, "Is this a trap you set? What do you want to do?"

Lu Yisheng slightly raised his chin and said in a disdainful manner:

"I've always believed that a wise person does the right thing at the right time. Unfortunately, the timing of your appearance was anything but right."

Before he could finish speaking, he coldly gave orders to the guards.

"Grab them!"

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