Armed with a machete and a gun, armed with a system, they fled the famine.

King Ning?

The eldest prince?

Does he intend to rebel?

Zhao Yan thought this to herself, and then asked the question aloud.

Yang Sanlang recalled the innocent villagers who had died, his tone filled with boundless hatred: "The Prince of Ning is a full twenty years older than the Crown Prince. Although he was born to Consort Shu, he was enfeoffed as the Prince of Ning at a young age, and his fief was in Jinzhou, north of Dingzhou."

"At present, the Great Qing Kingdom is plagued by natural disasters, and the people are full of resentment. The emperor is incompetent and obsessed with the art of immortality, yet he is unwilling to relinquish power."

"In addition, the Crown Prince has just come of age and his power is not yet fully developed, so Prince Ning has long harbored inappropriate thoughts."

“We were captured by Prince Ning to be his private army, but instead of being trained as soldiers, we were scattered to various mountain valleys to mine iron ore.”

"Later, I found Chen An, and we fled to the north overnight to work under General Dou Xiong."

It turns out they ran off to the north to join the army.

Zhao Yan couldn't quite describe her feelings. If she felt any hatred, it seemed to have gradually faded after she learned the whole story.

She sighed and asked again, "Weren't you in the North? How did you end up in the Jade Forest Mountains?"

And he was injured like this by barbarians?

A bitter taste lingered in Yang Sanlang's mouth.

"General Dou defeated the barbarian cavalry in Bingzhou. A group of barbarians secretly detoured through Jinzhou, preparing to cross Yulin Mountain and enter Daizhou."

"General Dou received the news and ordered us to pursue the enemy overnight."

"I led my men to pursue them all the way to Yulin Mountain, but an internal traitor informed the barbarians..."

They captured one of the enemy commanders and learned through interrogation that the traitor was General Dou's strategist, who had informed the barbarian commander who had hidden in Yulin Mountain before they even set off.

Despite his extreme caution, he successfully evaded wave after wave of ambushes by the barbarians.

This group of barbarians numbered as many as two thousand. Although they were eventually annihilated, the two hundred elite troops he led were all lost, with only Chen An and himself barely surviving.

He was prepared to die when he shoved Chen An into the ravine.

Unexpectedly, he didn't die in the end, but instead met Sister Tian and the others.

Perhaps, this is fate.

"Chen An injured his leg. The situation was urgent, so I settled him in a ravine deep in the forest and left as quickly as possible. If you're going to rescue him, you'd better bring some anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medicine."

"That ravine is hidden behind a steep slope. If you walk northeast for about ten miles and search carefully, you will find it."

A day has passed since then, and Chen An must still be in that mountain valley.

"Okay, I understand. I'll go find someone now."

There was no time to lose; saving lives was the priority.

Zhao Yan nodded to the man opposite her, turned around and was about to leave, her back view was so dashing.

Only then did Yang Sanlang realize that this was his wife, and that she was going to save a man.

He knew his wife was naturally strong, but after all, men and women are different.

His lips trembled as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

That's it.

At this moment, human life is the most important thing, so we don't care about those trivial matters.

Zhao Yan found Yuan Gang outside the cave.

"Uncle Yuan, I'm going to find Brother Chen An. I'll leave things here in your care."

Yuan Yutang nodded and answered for Yuan Gang, "Go ahead, be careful on the road, and come back soon."

Gangtian Xiu'e told them that Chen An was still alive. Although they wanted to help, they knew that they couldn't do without them, so they didn't say they wanted to go with her.

Zhao Yunchen expressed his desire to go and rescue the people, but Zhao Yan refused.

There is no other reason.

"Yunchen, Xiaomi and the others are still young, you have to stay here and help your aunt watch them so they don't run around. Be good and listen to Grandpa Yuan, your aunt will be back soon."

Zhao Yan gave her nephew some instructions, then left with her machete.

The roads in the mountains are really difficult to walk on.

Everywhere were waist-high weeds and scattered dry branches. There was still dew in the morning, and before long, Zhao Yan's trouser legs and cuffs were wet.

In order to find the person as soon as possible, she spent more than a thousand yuan to buy a black protective suit in the system store.

Not only is it waterproof and moisture-proof, but it is also resistant to scratches from hard objects such as tree branches, greatly saving Zhao Yan's time in clearing the road.

It's no joke to travel more than ten miles, especially in the dense forests of the mountains.

After walking for two hours, Zhao Yan was starving.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she found a protruding rock and sat down.

There was no one around, only the chirping of various birds on the branches.

Zhao Yan opened her right hand, and a large, white, and tender bun suddenly appeared in her palm.

After calmly finishing two large meat buns, her stomach finally stopped rumbling. She then slowly drank a carton of milk before feeling her strength restored.

After sitting for a short while, she got up from the rock and prepared to continue clearing the way.

However, when she stood up, supporting herself with her right hand on the stone beneath her buttocks, she easily tore a piece off the stone, perhaps because it had been eroded by wind and sun for a long time.

She didn't take it seriously and just threw it away.

A sharp pain shot through her palm, and she noticed it was bleeding. Without thinking, she put her hand to her mouth and started sucking on it.

However, after taking just one puff, she realized something was wrong.

She knew that human blood was salty.

But the blood on her palms tasted far saltier than usual.

Zhao Yan narrowed her peach blossom eyes and stared at her palm for a long time.

Suddenly, she turned around and returned to the gray stone.

Is it...

She reached out and picked up a small particle from the surface of the grayish-white stone, slowly placing it on the tip of her tongue—

Salty!

I go.

Is your luck really that good?!

Zhao Yan recalled seeing a report about rock salt on a television program.

Her dark eyes stared at the gray-white stone beneath her feet. She bent down and touched the stone, and the next second, the gray-white stone in her hand disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Yan put it into her spatial storage cabinet.

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be a salt mine.

It would be a lie to say she wasn't excited, but her current task was to find people; the salt mine excavation could only wait until later.

Leaving that matter aside, Zhao Yan continued clearing the way northeast.

By the time she found the ravine that Yang Sanlang had described, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

After eating something quick, she found a bush to change out of her protective suit, picked up her machete, and went to find someone.

"Whoosh-"

Just as she stepped into the entrance of the mountain pass, a branch as thick as a finger shot out from the shadows opposite, heading straight for her face.

The tip of the branch was sharpened to an extremely fine point; if it were to pierce flesh, it would definitely bleed profusely.

Zhao Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she moved her feet lightly to the left and right, easily dodging the hidden weapon.

Her dark eyes glanced into the shadow from which the hidden weapon had been thrown. Her mind raced for a moment, and then she suddenly called out, "Brother Chen An, I am Zhao Yan, Yang Sanlang's wife."

"Who do you think you are?"

A figure was moving in the shadows.

After a long while, Chen An, dragging his ailing leg, emerged from the shadows.

Upon seeing Zhao Yan's face, he was overjoyed, but quickly concealed his expression.

"How can you be so sure you're Sanlang's wife?"