They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

She couldn't stand the sticky feeling on her body, so she prepared to go to her room to change her clothes. Seeing that Chu Qiu didn't make any move, Wu Ziyan forcibly pulled him into the room. At this point, she didn't care about the difference between men and women; her body was the most important thing.

Chu Qiu was still a little awkward, after all, she was changing clothes; because she was wearing a raincoat and straw hat, her clothes underneath were not wet, she just took off her outer garment and shoes and socks. Seeing how upright and shy Chu Qiu was, she had the idea of ​​teasing him again.

She deliberately walked up to Chu Qiu, who quickly closed his eyes. Wu Ziyan used her hand to pry open his eyelids, and what came into Chu Qiu's view was a clean, white face, without any makeup, yet still with a touch of delicate red. His heart suddenly started beating very fast, and he had an indescribable feeling.

"Why are you embarrassed? What happened to the promise of close protection? This isn't even close protection!" Wu Ziyan covered her mouth and chuckled, moving closer to him and even trying to undo his belt.

Chu Qiu's face flushed crimson. He was a man of few words to begin with, and for a moment he was even more at a loss for words. After a long pause, he finally managed to utter a few words: "Fourth Princess, please have some self-respect!"

"What are you thinking? I saw your coat is all wet, so hurry up and change it so you don't catch a cold." Wu Ziyan let go of his hand, shrugged, and went downstairs first. After all, it wouldn't be good if those two saw him and misunderstood.

Chu Qiu was alone in the room, biting his lip, his hand on his waist, not moving for a long time. After a while, he quickly took off his outer garment, changed into a dry one, and went downstairs. At this moment, he still felt a little uncomfortable looking at Wu Ziyan.

Soon after, ginger water and some food were served. Han Yuxiu and Changsun Boyou came downstairs, becoming extra vigilant after hearing what Chu Qiu had told them.

While everyone was distracted, Wu Ziyan crushed a bug and placed it next to the dish. The waiter looked at them with a fake smile and said, "Gentlemen, please eat quickly. The food won't taste good if it gets cold. You don't look down on our humble food, do you? But this place is remote and there's a famine, so please make do with it."

"Waiter, where's your boss? I want to ask her something." Wu Ziyan wasn't going to listen to his polite words.

"Oh, our boss is in the kitchen. What can I do for you?"

"Then I'd like to ask, what's the deal with the bugs in this dish?" She said, her face slightly angry, deliberately picking a fight.

The waiter's expression changed, but then softened: "Then I'll get you a new plate right away."

"Then please hurry."

While the waiter turned away, Han Yuxiu sniffed the food and took out a silver needle to test it. There was no problem, but the ginger water had an odd smell.

Wu Ziyan quickly splashed the ginger water outside the door, making them all pretend they had drunk it, and started eating. When the waiter brought the dishes, he glanced at their bowls, his lips slightly curving upwards, but he didn't show much else.

Wu Ziyan rubbed his temples and was the first to slowly lie down on the table. Then the others exchanged glances and all lay down on the table.

The waiter came over and rummaged through their clothes. After confirming that they had really fainted, he brushed Wu Ziyan's hair aside, licked his lips, and said, "What a handsome young man! Tonight, hehe."

Then another slightly older woman came out from behind, with a square face, phoenix eyes, and high-arched eyebrows. She also had a black mole on the corner of her mouth, which gave people goosebumps.

"Big sister, this is quite a haul! Three old women with a young master, their clothes and appearance suggest they're wealthy!"

"With your eyesight! It's clearly a young woman with three men!"

Wu Ziyan thought to herself, "Oh no, she's seen through my identity!" But she didn't dare to move. Who knew if there were only the two of them?

"Tie them up, take the money, and send the good-looking ones to that man's house; the rest, throw them into the river."

"It's my eldest sister!"

Han Yuxiu was the first to be tied up. He gritted his teeth and dared not utter a sound. Wu Ziyan suddenly murmured and deliberately knocked over a bowl, shattering it on the ground, startling the two of them. Wu Ziyan shouted, "Do it!"

Chu Qiu stood up, turned around, and delivered a spinning kick, sending the waiter flying a meter away. Seeing this, the woman remained calm and pulled out two kitchen knives from somewhere, slashing at Chu Qiu.

Seeing this, Wu Ziyan raised her leg to block, and the woman was tripped up and steadied herself. This bought Chu Qiu time to draw his sword and point it at the woman. Wu Ziyan also stared at her, and the woman wisely put down the kitchen knife.

But her eyes showed no sign of yielding. Sure enough, the waiter rushed at them from behind with a stool. Changsun Boyu punched the waiter in the chest, and the waiter fell to the ground again.

"Bo You, you also know martial arts?" Wu Ziyan asked in surprise.

"If I didn't know a thing or two, I'd be letting down my looks!" He rubbed his wrist.

This time it was the woman's turn to be surprised: "What, you're a man!"

The atmosphere was a little awkward. She hadn't expected that this was the first time in all these years that she had misjudged someone. Wu Ziyan was also speechless. It turned out that the woman thought she was a man.

After untying Han Yuxiu and binding the other two, Wu Ziyan looked down at them and said, "Who are your superiors? Who is that person from the manor? Your shady inn has killed countless people!"

"What do you mean, 'our superiors'? I don't know what you're talking about!"

Chu Qiu kicked the waiter, who cried out in pain, "Big sister, big sister, tell them everything."

Wu Ziyan brandished his sword, making a cut on the woman's face. Blood slowly seeped out, its crimson color shining brightly in the rain.

After thinking for a long time, the woman finally said, as if she had made up her mind, "It's the prefect of An County and the bandits in that area."

Wu Ziyan nodded, but still showed no intention of letting the two go. The waiter stammered, "Gentlemen, please let us go. You haven't suffered any loss, have you?"

"If we hadn't discovered the medicine in the soup, wouldn't we be drowned by now?" Wu Ziyan said coldly.

The two men were tightly bound together, and they rested for the night. When they woke up in the morning, the two men were still there, but they hadn't slept a wink all night. Wu Ziyan tied them up and took them with him on the road, placing them horizontally on the horse like cargo.

After several more days of marching, they slowed down once they reached An County. The closer they got to An County, the more refugees they encountered. Wu Ziyan felt truly sorry for them; this was something she, a modern person, had never imagined before.

Some people starved to death on the roadside, and some developed festering sores. Wu Ziyan frowned, but she could not save any of them. She could only solve the problem at its source.

Suddenly, a group of people started running from a distance, shouting and yelling all mixed together. In the distance, you could hear the sound of many horses' hooves and people shouting, "The bandits are coming again! Run!"

"what!"

"Help!"

These sounds drilled into their ears. Wu Ziyan reined in her horse and neighed. A person had already run up to her horse. The person was dressed in rags, and his face was unrecognizable. His hair was tangled in clumps, and his body was covered in mud. He was swaying and about to fall.

Without hesitation, Wu Ziyan abandoned the two men on horseback, thinking that those riding up must be the bandits they had mentioned.

With lightning speed, she pulled the man who had fallen to the horse's feet onto the horse, turned around, whipped the horse, and fled. With just a few of them, they couldn't afford to run into a group of bandits head-on.

Chu Qiu witnessed Wu Ziyan's decisiveness; it was so resolute that it felt like returning to the battlefield to fight the enemy.

Even after running into the distant jungle, Wu Ziyan and his group could still hear the sounds of whips cracking, shouts, mocking laughter, and the clash of swords.