A lucky little peasant girl is reborn and brings prosperity to her entire family.

Song Yanyan's mind, which had been almost completely blank, suddenly perked up.

She heard her two companions sitting on the cart looking puzzled, and asked with a smile, "Young master, what's wrong?"

The cold, stern voice remained silent.

Song Yanyan had no strength left in her body, otherwise she felt she would have bumped into the box to remind the owner of that cold and stern voice.

"What are these?"

The owner of that cold, stern voice spoke again.

Judging from the sound, Song Yanyan must have heard him walk around the cart.

"These are bolts of cloth that I brought from outside." The driver laughed heartily and even opened a box. "Young master, look, all the paperwork is in order. This isn't smuggled goods."

The owner of the cold, stern voice said slowly, "So that's how it is."

Listening to the commotion outside, Song Yanyan realized that the person had simply left! Gone!

Song Yanyan didn't even have time to react.

No, you came here out of the blue just to ask this one question?

After all this commotion, Song Yanyan couldn't hold back any longer and fainted in a semi-conscious state.

When I woke up again, my accomplice was unloading the truck, cursing and swearing.

"That scared me! That young master must have a lot of free time on his hands!"

"Who cares? Maybe that young master is just having a fit!"

Mei Niang's voice rang out: "What are you talking about, young master?"

The accomplice called out "Manager Meiniang" and then told them with a grin about how they had encountered a young master who had stopped them and asked what was in their carriage.

These two were clearly telling a joke.

But Mei Niang's voice suddenly changed, becoming shrill and cracking: "You two idiots! You just brazenly brought the goods back like that?!"

His accomplice was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to say something, the gate to the courtyard was kicked open!

The sound of weapons clashing could be heard, indicating that a group of people had rushed in.

The cold, stern voice rang out again: "Surround this yard; not even a fly is allowed to get out."

Then came the desperate struggle of Meiniang and her companions.

Song Yanyan's heart pounded like a drum, and she bit her tongue, a hint of anticipation rising within her.

Soon, that cold, stern voice rang out again: "Move all these boxes down and open them."

Many people came up to move boxes.

The box that Song Yanyan was in was also moved downstairs.

The moment the box lid was opened, brilliant sunlight suddenly streamed in, and Song Yanyan's eyes squinted instinctively.

"Master, there are several girls in the box!"

"They're all unconscious!"

"There's one who's awake!"

This refers to Song Yanyan. Someone reached out and helped Song Yanyan up.

While helping her up, the person accidentally pulled on the wound on the back of Song Yanyan's hand.

Song Yanyan hissed and gasped.

The man apologized sheepishly, "Young lady, did I hurt you? I'm so sorry."

"Oh right, you still have something stuffed in your mouth." The man quickly removed the handkerchief from Song Yanyan's mouth and untied her.

Song Yanyan felt extremely weak all over. Without the support of others, her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground.

"Be careful."

That cold, stern voice rang out again.

A rather tall figure came over and helped Song Yanyan up.

He blocked half of the sunlight, and when Song Yanyan looked up, she could only see half of his jade-like profile.

"Thank you so much..."

Song Yanyan bit her tongue too much, and her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it had been sanded.

After she finished speaking, she could no longer control herself and fainted.

……

Cheng Qian looked at the little girl who had fallen into his master's arms. Knowing his master's usual temperament, he didn't like others getting close to him, so he quickly stepped forward and said, "Master, let me help you up."

Xin Yibei's face was expressionless, but his eyes were fixed on the little girl's left hand hanging by her side.

Those were not particularly delicate hands.

But right now, the back of that hand is covered in blood and gore, looking quite gruesome.

Cheng Qian followed Xin Yibei's gaze and saw it too. He gasped, "Hiss... those people were even torturing this girl? This is really cruel."

Xin Yibei said calmly, "It's not about using torture."

"what?"

"Search this courtyard thoroughly, inside and out. And find a doctor," Xin Yibei ordered, handing the girl in his arms to Cheng Qian before turning to leave.

Cheng Qian responded with "Oh, oh," and quickly gave the instructions.

Besides the five girls in the boxes on this cart, there's a dungeon in this courtyard, where four more are imprisoned.

Wow, as expected of their master, he cracked such a major human trafficking case with just one move!

When Song Yanyan woke up, it was already quite dark.

She moved her body. Although her left hand hurt, the wound was a little cold and had already been treated and bandaged.

Song Yanyan got up and found that the effects of the medicine had mostly worn off, and at least she could walk normally again.

She knew they must have been rescued, otherwise, why would they be so well taken care of?

"My poor daughter..."

The sounds of a woman crying hysterically and a young girl sobbing came from outside.

Song Yanyan thought of Tian Denghua, who must be worried about her right now. She hurried out the door to ask what was going on.

Not far from the door, under the eaves, a mother and daughter were embracing and crying, while a young boy was quietly comforting them.

Lanterns hung in the corridor, casting their light on the family.

Song Yanyan then realized that the boy looked vaguely familiar...

Song Yanyan shook her still slightly dizzy head, thought for a while, and then a flash of inspiration struck her, as if she remembered who this boy was!

What a coincidence!

Isn't this Li Qiyi, the boy with the injured leg that she saved before the New Year?

What a coincidence!

While Song Yanyan was still in a daze, a door on the other side creaked open.

Luo Jinyu had her hair down and looked pitiful, as if she were too weak to be properly dressed.

She seemed to spot Li Qiyi immediately and quickly walked towards him.

"Young master, did you save me?" Luo Jinyu's voice was slightly hoarse, filled with tears and timidity as she knelt down. "Jinyu thanks you so much for saving my life. I have no way to repay your great kindness..."

Li Qiyi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly waved his hand: "No, it wasn't me."

Luo Jinyu was stunned for a moment: "How could this be? Who saved me...?"

Li Qiyi turned away, disapproving of Luo Jinyu's disheveled appearance. He explained nervously, "Miss, my sister was also abducted along with you. We received a notice from the government to come here to pick her up..."

Luo Jinyu bit her lower lip, her eyes brimming with tears: "So that's how it is."

The woman, whose own daughter had also been abducted, felt great pity for Luo Jinyu. She hugged her daughter and said softly, "Little girl, don't be sad. I imagine your family will be here to pick you up soon."

Luo Jinyu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears rolled down her cheeks: "I... I have no family anymore..."

The woman felt even more sorry for her: "What a poor girl..."