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

The bandits seemed to have heard a joke, and they all burst into laughter.

Tian Denghua felt a metallic taste in her throat, but seeing that her daughter's voice was trembling, yet she still refused to take a step back, Tian Denghua gritted her teeth.

Let's fight them!

Even if they die here today, they will never let these thieves succeed!

However, before Tian Denghua and her group could make their next move, they heard the sound of galloping hooves again. The bandits were stunned: "This commotion doesn't sound like our people."

As they wondered what was happening, the swift horses were already close by, kicking up clouds of dust!

Tian Denghua's eyes widened!

She recognized the young man on horseback who was leading the charge!

She had even kowtowed to him and called him her benefactor before!

The bandits clearly sensed something was wrong, their expressions changed drastically, and they raised their knives to fight back, but these four bandits were no match for their opponent.

With a single charge, the enemy killed all four bandits.

The blood splattered from the bandit was still warm when Cheng Qian, holding the reins, rode over and asked warmly, "Miss, Madam, are you alright?"

A few drops of bandit blood splattered onto Song Yanyan's face, making her fair complexion appear even paler.

Cheng Qian was actually quite curious to see what this little girl looked like when she cried.

But Song Yanyan's eyes only reddened; she didn't cry.

She and Tian Denghua, who jumped off her horse and galloped over, embraced tightly. After confirming that they were still alive, the mother and daughter bowed deeply to Cheng Qian, saying, "Thank you for saving our lives again, benefactor!"

Cheng Qian smiled, gripped the reins, and shifted the horse's body to reveal the person behind him: "You two shouldn't thank the wrong person. I'm here to do something for our master."

Xin Yibei, with a cold expression, sat on his horse, looking down at Song Yanyan and Tian Denghua.

Song Yanyan was stunned when she first saw Xin Yibei.

She recognized that face.

In that lifetime in my dreams.

In my dream, it was this face that led the men to raid the *** mansion.

His men pinned *** to the ground, while a eunuch stood nearby, holding a long imperial edict, reading aloud ***'s crimes one by one.

Luo Jinyu was like a stray dog, pinned to the ground, crying out in vain.

Song Yanyan's soul floated in the air, shedding tears of blood, listening to the countless bloody crimes committed, which couldn't even contain the eight lives of her family.

The man stood there with his hands behind his back, like the moon reflected in a cold pool, or a white stone under a pine tree, without saying a word.

But Song Yanyan heard it clearly at the time: someone called him—Your Highness the Crown Prince.

……

His Highness the Crown Prince?!

Song Yanyan snapped back to reality, looking at Xin Yibei riding a tall horse, still too shocked to speak.

He's the Crown Prince, Xin Yibei?!

Song Yanyan had mixed feelings.

Tian Denghua pulled her along and bowed deeply to Xin Yibei again: "Thank you for saving me once again, my benefactor."

"Just a casual remark. No need for such a grand gesture." Xin Yibei's voice was indifferent as he turned his horse around and rode away.

Tian Denghua was intimidated by Xin Yibei's imposing manner and dared not say anything more.

Song Yanyan then looked at Cheng Qian: "My benefactor, there is another group of bandits who have gone to chase after another carriage."

Tian Denghua was startled, and remembering this, she nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, benefactor, you've saved people to the very end..."

Cheng Qian smiled and said, "My master and I came from that side."

Tian Denghua and Song Yanyan, mother and daughter, were finally relieved.

"Let's go," Cheng Qian urged them. "Let's go back to Dianzhou first and give our statements."

A band of bandits had appeared so close to a large city like Dianzhou. Cheng Qian didn't dare look at his prince's face.

"Okay," Tian Denghua and Song Yanyan replied in unison.

Since the coachman had been killed by the bandits, and Tian Denghua only knew how to ride a horse and not drive one, she looked at Cheng Qian with some embarrassment.

Cheng Qian was very kind. He pointed out a guard who knew how to drive a carriage and helped Tian Denghua and Song Yanyan drive the carriage directly back to the Dianzhou government office.

After learning that a band of bandits had emerged within his jurisdiction, and that Crown Prince Xin Yibei had encountered them, the prefect of Dianzhou's legs had been weak and trembling ever since.

Xin Yibei had a chair brought over, sat down, and kept flipping through the files.

The prefect of Dianzhou wiped his sweat, wanting to say something, but Xin Yibei didn't even lift his eyelids, his gaze fixed on the dry and lengthy dossier, and coldly asked, "Have the confessions been prepared?"

The prefect of Dianzhou wiped his sweat repeatedly: "Not yet, I'll go right away, I'll go right away..."

When Li Qiyi heard that his mother and sister had encountered bandits on their way to offer incense outside the city, his heart leaped into his throat, and he practically ran all the way to the government office.

Madam Lu was gently stroking her daughter Li Qingwei's back, feeling extremely distressed.

What misfortunes has my daughter suffered this year? First, she was kidnapped, and then she encountered bandits while going out of town to offer incense.

"Mother, Qingwei!"

Li Qiyi called out.

He only had eyes for Madam Lu and her sister Li Qingwei, and didn't notice that there was another person in the room—Luo Jinyu, who was standing next to Madam Lu and Li Qingwei with red and swollen eyes. She seemed to want to say something, but didn't know how to start, and looked extremely aggrieved.

"Fourth Brother!" Li Qingwei cried as she threw herself into Li Qiyi's arms.

Li Qiyi felt extremely distressed and patted his sister's back, saying, "It's alright, it's alright, Qingwei, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay."

Madam Lu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief: "Your sister and I really thought it was all over. Fortunately, we met those two benefactors... We must thank them properly later."

Li Qiyi nodded, then suddenly realized something.

When her mother was speaking, her eyes inadvertently fell on Luo Jinyu, and then a look of disgust appeared on her face.

Li Qiyi looked at Li Qingwei in his arms and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Qingwei was so angry just thinking about it that her hair stood on end.

She pointed at Luo Jinyu, who looked aggrieved, and said, "Brother, don't ask! Do you know what this person did?!... Miss Song even saved our lives. When the bandits came, she turned around and told them that Miss Song had jewelry and clothes in her carriage! I feel disgusted just thinking about it!"

Luo Jinyu, on the verge of tears, knelt before Li Qingwei: "Sister Li, I know what I did was wrong. But you and Madam Lu have been so good to me, I just didn't want to see you get hurt... I know I was wrong, I'll kneel before Miss Song in a moment and beg for her forgiveness. I won't get up until she forgives me!"

Li Qiyi felt a momentary lapse in concentration: "Who...which Miss Song?"

Li Qingwei turned her face away, refusing to look at Luo Jinyu kneeling on the ground, and pursed her lips: "Who else could have saved my Miss Song?"

Li Qiyi felt a chill run through her body: "Then they..."

Madam Lu sighed with a hint of melancholy on her face, "They're doing well, giving their statements in another room. I don't even have the face to see them right now."

The mother and her two children were talking, but no one paid any attention to Luo Jinyu.

Luo Jinyu's eyes were red-rimmed. She kowtowed to Madam Lu and the others, her face resolute: "I will go and apologize to them. If Miss Song still blames me, I will kill myself to atone for my sins."