Exile at the start? The princess is no ordinary woman.

"..."

Then, three with one.

Gu Nanzhi taught diligently and led the two in a play session.

"So, did you understand?"

"understood"

"Madam, I understand."

Both of them nodded. Gu Nanzhi had taught them meticulously, and after playing the game once, they understood all the rules.

Now we can officially begin.

"Okay, let's get started this time, each of us playing our own game."

"it is good"

Gu Nanzhi shuffled and dealt the cards again. This time, Jun Yanchen was still the landlord. The three of them picked up their cards, arranged them, and then played their cards.

Because of Gu Nanzhi, the carriage, which had been silent and quiet, became lively, with various calls of cards constantly coming from it.

"Three-in-one"

"Lianzi"

"A pair..."

"I won."

"..."

"good"

The lively atmosphere really did make people feel relaxed.

Although it was just a simple card game with no punishment, it brought Gu Nanzhi, who was incredibly bored, a brief moment of joy.

Moreover, it must be said that Jun Yanchen and Cang Ling are both quite clever, and they have both won and lost along the way.

With something to do to pass the time, the rest of the journey didn't seem so slow anymore;

After confirming their resting camp by evening, and having a busy dinner, Gu Nanzhi, as promised, handed over the Dou Dizhu teachings to Zhou Cai, Butler Li, and Xia Heting.

Seeing that he was awake, Chen Gang curiously ran up to join in the fun, and Gu Nanzhi naturally taught him as well.

After spending some time explaining the rules to them, three of the players who were already proficient in the game demonstrated a couple of rounds for them. Now, all of them had learned how to play this poker game, Dou Dizhu.

Gu Nanzhi then let them play with the cards. While they played, Chen Gang told them about the upcoming itinerary.

“Miss Gu, we have now reached Ningzhou territory. My elder brother and the others said that the route ahead will pass through a place called Flying Tiger Ridge. I heard that a group of vicious bandits are entrenched on Flying Tiger Ridge, and the Ningzhou government can't do anything about them…”

"These bandits robbed and plundered, and many passing caravans were not spared..."

"Flying Tiger Ridge, huh? That certainly sounds fitting for the bandits' character."

After listening to Chen Gang's words, Gu Nanzhi nodded, then turned to Jun Yanchen and asked curiously, "Jun Yanchen, you know a lot, but do you know anything about these bandits? Bandits who rob caravans must be quite wealthy, right?"

Gu Nanzhi showed no fear at the sight of the vicious bandits; instead, she displayed a hint of excitement—a reaction perhaps only seen in someone as unique as her.

"I've heard a little about it, but I don't know the specifics. Nan Nan, would you like to know?"

Gu Nanzhi smiled thoughtfully, "Just asking."

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As the new day began, the procession continued its journey. Gu Nanzhi and the others leisurely played cards in the carriage as usual. If they felt tired, they would jump out of the carriage and walk around to stretch their legs.

She jumped off the carriage again and strolled leisurely along the road, occasionally tapping the roadside grass with her cane.

However, she had only walked for a few minutes when she smelled blood in the air. She then took a step to the side, her gaze sweeping over the bushes on either side of the road.

The strong smell of blood... could it be that, like in those TV dramas, she's going to rescue someone on the street?

With this in mind, Gu Nanzhi began to examine it.

"Madam, is there anything unusual?"

Seeing Gu Nanzhi's unusual behavior, Cang Ling stepped forward and asked;

"Hmm, Cangling, can you smell blood?"

Cang Ling sniffed the air carefully twice and indeed smelled blood. "I can smell it, Madam, please be careful."

Sensing the stench of blood in the air, Cang Ling also moved in front of Gu Nanzhi, becoming alert.

"Cang Ling, look, maybe we can do a good deed and save someone."

In contrast to Cang Ling's vigilance, Gu Nanzhi remained remarkably calm and relaxed. However, as soon as she finished speaking, the so-called "saving someone"...

This person actually appeared in Cang Ling's sight, a scene that stunned him for a moment. The lady's words were...too accurate...

"Madam, there is indeed someone who looks quite badly injured."

Gu Nanzhi: "..."

It really does follow the formula of those TV dramas; it seems that the formula isn't entirely made up!

Gu Nanzhi walked up to Cang Ling and indeed saw the injured and unconscious person lying in the grass. If they hadn't walked to the side, they wouldn't have noticed them at all.

"lady?"

Cang Ling did not move, but waited for Gu Nanzhi's instructions.

The person has appeared. Should the lady save him?

Gu Nanzhi was also at a loss when she saw this person. She just randomly thought of a routine, and it came true. Should she save him?

"Cang Ling, do you think the fabric of his clothes makes him look like a rich person?"

Cang Ling was surprised; the lady's thoughts were indeed unconventional. At this moment, she was actually observing whether the person was wealthy.

"Madam, this man's clothes are made of the finest brocade, so his family must be quite well-off."

"So that means you're rich?"

Gu Nanzhi seemed to be struggling to make a decision, "Then, how about we save her? Since we have money, we should be able to afford the consultation fee."

"Nan Nan, is something the matter?"

Just then, Jun Yanchen, who was sitting in the carriage behind, moved to a position next to the two of them and asked the two people standing by the roadside through the carriage window.

"Oh, it's nothing. There's just someone in the bushes, and they're debating whether to save them or not," Gu Nanzhi said, glancing back at Jun Yanchen.

"master"

"Nan Nan, if you're willing to help, you can save her."

"Yeah, I'll help. I'm bored anyway, so this will just kill some time, and maybe I can even earn some consultation fees."

Gu Nanzhi made a decision, "Cang Ling, Zhou Cai, help the person onto the carriage in front."

"Yes, ma'am"

Cang Ling started to help, pulling the person out of the grass on the slope. At this moment, Chen Gang and Qian Laosi also came up.

"Miss Gu, this man has been stabbed. Would you like to help him?"

"save"

"Miss Gu is kind and benevolent."

Chen Gang sincerely complimented him, saying that this man was lucky to have met Miss Gu; otherwise, with such serious injuries in this desolate place, he would probably have lost his life.

Qian Laosi, who had suffered at Gu Nanzhi's hands and was still under the influence of poison, felt very complicated. Was she kind?

She is kind and gentle, but she can be truly ruthless when she wants to be, not at all like a woman... But he can only keep these thoughts to himself and dare not express them.

Xia He had also gotten out of the carriage, and with the help of Cang Ling, Zhou Cai and the others helped the injured man into the carriage;

Gu Nanzhi also came to the carriage and took the man's pulse to check his injuries. This man had quite a few knife wounds of varying sizes on his body and arms.

If it's not treated and bandaged soon, and left lying in the grass, it will likely bleed to death.

Since she was going to save him, she decides to go all the way. Gu Nanzhi took out some pills and roughly fed them to the man, then used the spiritual spring water from her water pouch to wash away the dirt and grime from his wounds, applied medicine, and bandaged them...

Because of their delay, the man was still unconscious after they finished treating his wounds, so they left him half-leaning against the carriage.