Crossing Over to Yamada Love

Yu Zhen'er took Mo Lan's handkerchief and wiped her mouth. She didn't find any drool, so she knew that Mo Lan was just teasing her. After hearing what Mo Lan said next, she became shy and her face turned red.

"Sister, you're just making fun of me. You're not acting like a grown-up. You're just making fun of me." Although Yu Zhen'er hadn't known Mo Lan for long, she felt very comfortable talking to Mo Lan. She didn't have to think things through or worry about offending anyone.

"Did I?" Mo Lan blinked innocently at Yu Zhen'er, then said, "Oh, I thought I hid it well, but my little sister found out. My little sister is so clever, I won't dare to do it again."

Yu Zhen'er puffed out her cheeks and couldn't help but laugh again, filling the foot of the mountain with her silvery laughter.

Mo Lan smiled slightly, but suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach. She dared not walk any further and hurriedly asked Granny Bai to call for a carriage. They prepared to go back.

As soon as Mo Lan and the others boarded the carriage, a number of horses galloped past from the road they had come from, raising a cloud of dust.

Mo Lan frowned upon hearing the sound of horses' hooves. It was rare for such a large cavalry to enter this manor, so why would riders come down the mountain? Could it be that her husband had returned? Thinking of this, Mo Lan felt a surge of excitement and lifted the carriage curtain to take a look.

As the dust settled and the horses drew closer, the people on board became clearer. Mo Lan, however, was puzzled. Without Xue Lingfeng, she didn't recognize any of the people on board. They all looked to be under forty years old and appeared to be trained guards. There were quite a few of them. Whose men could they be?

Mo Lan told the coachman to move the carriage aside so the horse team could pass. She also instructed Granny Bai and the others to be on guard. No matter where the people on horseback were going, it was always better to be on guard.

The horses quickly arrived and instead of going elsewhere, they surrounded Mo Lan's carriage, clearly heading towards her and her companions.

"Who goes there? What brings you here? Why are you stopping our carriage?" A guard stepped forward and asked the people on horseback.

"Is the person inside the carriage the fifth young mistress of the Xue family?" The leader did not dismount, but asked in a deep voice.

The person who had answered earlier did not reply to him, but continued to ask, "Who are you? State your identity first."

“Brother, why waste words with them? Besides the Xue family, who else in this dilapidated manor could afford a carriage and guards? Besides, we’ve already found out that the person is here, and the carriage must be the one we’re looking for. Let’s make our move,” another person said.

The leader nodded, said no more, made a gesture, and the rest of the men, seeing this, all picked up their weapons and rushed toward the carriage.

They're here for her? Mo Lan frowned. Whose people are they? Right now, the only ones who have a grudge against Xue Lingfeng and can afford to offend him are the Xue family in the capital. Besides, these people don't speak with a local accent, so they must be from the Xue family. Are they going to deal with me?

Knowing they were here, someone must have told them their whereabouts. They must thoroughly investigate this matter upon returning, as there might be a traitor within the household.

Mo Lan had Yu Zhen'er sit down next to her, while Granny Bai and Xia Yu both picked up daggers and stood in front of them to protect them.

They went out with guards, because it was a special time and they dared not go out alone. Xue Lingfeng sent people to protect Mo Lan, and Yu Zhen'er also had people protecting her. These people fought with the newcomers.

There were more people on horseback than those from Molan, but the Molan people were all skilled, so the battle ended in a draw for a time, with no clear winner.

The leader of the cavalry felt a bit gloomy. They hadn't expected Mo Lan to be so cautious, bringing so many people with her when she went out, all of them skilled fighters. If they couldn't take her down quickly, and the battle dragged on until reinforcements arrived, the situation would be even more unfavorable for them.

No, they can all give up here today, but the mission must be completed.

The leader made a few hand gestures, and six of them nodded. Three of these six men then engaged two guards in a reckless fighting style, while the remaining three used this as a breakthrough point to rush to Mo Lan's carriage.

The coachman also knew kung fu, though not very skilled, but he couldn't care less about anything else at the moment and fought back.

One of the three confronted the coachman, while the other two approached the carriage.

Granny Bai and Xia Yu calmed themselves down and each fought one of them, but they were no match for the trained guards. The two guards didn't care about them at all. One of them went to meet the two of them, while the other continued to run towards the carriage.

There were no more people in the car who knew kung fu, only Mo Lan and Yu Zhen'er. Yu Zhen'er was relatively calm and didn't shout like the other women, but her face wasn't looking good either. She didn't know kung fu, and she was also flustered inside.

"Sister, what should we do?" Yu Zhen'er grabbed Mo Lan's hand.

"Don't panic, they're not coming for you, don't be afraid," Mo Lan comforted her. Even someone as composed as her was helpless; she was eight months pregnant and her body was no longer flexible. She couldn't even use the silver hairpin to stab someone.

Mo Lan pulled Yu Zhen'er back, and just then, a sharp arrow flew towards the person who was near Mo Lan's carriage.

The owner of the arrow was Xue Lingfeng's guard. Seeing Mo Lan in danger, he hurriedly disregarded his own safety, drew the arrow from his back and threw it at her. Then, he abandoned the men fighting him and rushed to the carriage to fight the enemy.

Mo Lan pulled Yu Zhen'er off the carriage. Staying inside the carriage wasn't a solution; someone would eventually approach, and they would still need to be rescued. It was better to escape now while no one was around.

Mo Lan chose to escape not because she abandoned those who were protecting her or because she was afraid of death, but because only if she escaped and was safe could those who were protecting her feel at ease, and only then could the matter be resolved.

Mo Lan pulled Yu Zhen'er and ran up the mountain. The reason they chose the mountain was that the way down the mountain was blocked. If they ran to the main road, the enemy could stop them. However, the way up the mountain was not blocked, so they had no choice but to run up the mountain.

The two ran up the mountain. The horsemen saw them, and the leader's face darkened. He made a gesture, and several men gave chase.

Xue Lingfeng and Yu Zhen'er's guards were unwilling to comply. It was already dangerous for the young mistress to run up the mountain, and she was so far along in her pregnancy. They didn't even want to think about what might happen to her. For a moment, they risked their lives to stop the enemy from chasing Mo Lan.

Granny Bai and Xia Yu's eyes reddened. The young lady had been forced to run up the mountain. She had only gotten into the carriage to go back because she felt unwell. This run was very dangerous. It was all their fault. They had harmed the young lady. When the two of them got angry, they beat those who opposed them so badly that they were powerless to fight back.

But as Mo Lan led Yu Zhen'er up the mountain, she saw people chasing and blocking her way. Ignoring them, she led Yu Zhen'er, stumbling along, to find a place to hide.

Fortunately, she was familiar with the mountain, otherwise she would have been in serious trouble if she had fallen. Mo Lan was already feeling unwell, but she wasn't focused on that right now, so she could still bear it.

Although Yu Zhen'er was more agile than Mo Lan, she was unfamiliar with the mountain and was also panicked, so she had already fallen twice. However, she was quite strong. Each time she fell, she quickly got up and followed Mo Lan forward.

The two of them took a roundabout route. Mo Lan didn't walk in a straight line; she took a detour so that even if someone chased after them, they wouldn't be able to tell where they were going, making it difficult to catch them.

After walking for a long time, Mo Lan brought Yu Zhen'er to a secluded place. Mo Lan breathed a sigh of relief. This place should be a safe place to hide. As long as they are not found after a while, they should be safe. Because if it gets too late, her mother-in-law will definitely be worried and send someone to look for them.

When the time comes, there will be people at both the villa and the Mo family, so those who want to kill her won't be able to act so arrogantly. She wonders how many people the Xue family in the capital has sent, whether they have made a move against You Ran Ju, or the Mo family. As things calmed down, Mo Lan began to worry.

Before Mo Lan could finish her thought, she heard footsteps. Mo Lan froze, and Yu Zhen'er's body stiffened as well. She clung tightly to Mo Lan, not daring to move. There were only two women between them; if a guard came, they certainly wouldn't be able to escape.

"Sister, don't move here, I'll go lure him away." Yu Zhen'er said to Mo Lan in a very low voice. At this moment, she no longer cared about her own safety; protecting Mo Lan was the priority.

Mo Lan grabbed her, stopping her from going. If it really was an enemy, and Yu Zhen'er lured them away, and they caught up with her and swung their knife at her in a fit of anger, wouldn't her life be in danger? No! She couldn't let Yu Zhen'er be in such a dangerous situation. If something really happened to her, she wouldn't be able to rest easy.

"Let's see," Mo Lan replied, and then the two of them lay down in the grass and looked at the newcomer.

As the person drew closer, the two men's hearts leaped into their throats, and they dared not even breathe loudly.

Closer and closer, Mo Lan finally saw the person clearly. It was a woman wearing patched clothes, a scarf around her head, a basket on her arm, and a burlap sack on her back. She must have been a woman picking wild vegetables.

Mo Lan and Yu Zhen'er breathed a sigh of relief; they had almost been scared to death and were covered in cold sweat.

As soon as Mo Lan relaxed, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach and couldn't help but let out a soft "ah".

"Sister, what's wrong?" Yu Zhen'er asked anxiously. Mo Lan's face was deathly pale; she was terrified.

"Who is it?" The woman who had just arrived was a little scared when she heard the noise. Her family was struggling financially. At this time of year, there were hardly any wild vegetables left, and few people came up the mountain to pick them. They were just waiting for the mushroom picking season to start in another two or three months. But she came up the mountain alone, to a secluded spot, hoping to find some wild vegetables and earn some money.

She was somewhat frightened when she came in, and when she heard the noise, she was startled and her voice trembled as she asked the question.

After the woman spoke, she began searching, and then she saw Mo Lan and Yu Zhen'er. A heavily pregnant woman and a young girl—it shouldn't be a mountain ghost or monster, so the woman felt relieved and asked, "What happened?"