C14

Bi Zhu sat by An Lingge's side while carrying the small package. She lifted up the muslin cloth to look outside the carriage and asked softly, "Miss, why did we leave the Duke's Palace?"

She really couldn't understand why the young miss would leave the Duke Palaces, but had to use a trick to run to the pure and bitter Qing Yun Temple.

An Lingge was resting with his eyes closed. Upon hearing that, she opened his eyes, revealing a pair of eyes that were bright like the stars.

She slightly pursed her lips, the meaning behind her smile unknown.

"Bi Zhu, what do you think about my accidental fall into the water a few days ago?"

An Lingge didn't answer the question and it stunned her for a while, but she quickly replied, "Didn't you already investigate this matter thoroughly? It was the second young miss who sent someone to push the young miss into the water and wanted to slander the young miss and ruin her innocence. "

"That's right, but why is An Lingyi framing me like that? In the eyes of outsiders, we are sisters by blood, and should be extremely close to each other. " An Lingge's expression was indifferent, not at all sad or surprised by this matter.

She had died in An Lingyi's hands in her previous life and knew that not only did An Lingyi not have any feelings for her, he even wished that she could die for him. The love in her heart had long since disappeared without a trace.

After Bi Zhu was questioned, she frowned and pondered, then said hesitantly: "This servant does not know why Second Young Miss did such a thing, maybe, it was because Second Young Miss was mischievous and had evil intentions."

An Lingge's gaze fell upon her body. Her gaze was clear and profound, as though she could directly see the bottom of the heart of a person.

"Bi Zhu, you are a servant that my mother left me. You should at least be able to guess what Second Miss and Aunt are thinking." She reached out to grab Bi Zhu, her expression gentle yet firm, "Since they want me to die, how can I continue to be weak like before? Since they were already destined to be unable to coexist, they might as well fight to the death. However, are you sure you won't regret following me through this bloody storm? "

"Miss." Bi Zhu's eyes were filled with tears, "Bi Zhu said that if Mistress had not persuaded her to buy Bi Zhu and bring him to the mansion, Bi Zhu would have died in the snow that year. Such a saving grace, even if it were Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild, Bi Zhu would definitely accompany Miss, and would not leave. "

"Silly Bi Zhu," An Lingge looked at her innocent and innocent face, and sighed lightly, "Since that's the case, then you should prepare yourself. The Qing Yun Temple is the true beginning of my fight with An Lingyi."

As soon as she finished her sentence, the carriage began to whine, and the entire carriage began to shake violently with the high-pitched sound of the horses.

"What's going on?"

Just as Bi Zhu stuck her head out to ask about the situation, she was thrown backwards by the impact and almost fell to the ground.

An Lingge quickly grabbed onto her hand, but unexpectedly, the horse carriage just happened to pass by a rock. The bumpy horse carriage started to shake even more violently, throwing An Lingge out as well.

"Miss!"

Bi Zhu screamed out, her entire body was already thrown out of the carriage, and only her hands were tightly held by An Lingge. Only then did she barely manage to keep from falling, and her fate of being stepped on by horses.

"Stop, stop the car."

She looked at Bi Zhu's pale face and thought back to the scene of Bi Zhu's tragic death in front of her. She felt cold sweat seeping out of her palms.

"Hold my hand tight." An Lingge pulled Bi Zhu with one hand and held onto the edge of the carriage with the other.

"Ma is crazy! Ma is crazy!"

The coachman's face was pale, his hands shaking uncontrollably on the reins.

He shouted with all his might, trying to stop the galloping horses, but all he could do was watch the horses rampage until they reached the city wall.

Only then did An Lingge realize that the horse was strange. The horse seemed to have suffered from some sort of provocation, and rushed forward without a care, as though it could not see the hard city in front, and did not know how to dodge.

This is bad!

An Lingge's heart turned cold, if they did not quickly stop the horse carriage, they would have crashed into the city walls together with the horse carriage. With their current speed, if they did not die, they would at least be severely injured.

She quickly took a look at the two sides of the road. The bystanders had long since hidden themselves away because of the frenzied horses. The usually lively street seemed somewhat deserted.

"Bi Zhu, jump down from the side later."

Seeing that had rolled on the ground twice and stood up safely, she extended her hand to pull the hairpin on his head. Leaping forward, she jumped past the coachman and sat on the back of the horse.

Before the coachman could scream, she stabbed the sharp hairpin in her hand fiercely into the horse's neck. Fresh red blood gushed out and sprayed all over her face.

The horse was in pain. It shook its body even more crazily, wanting to throw the person on its back off.

An Lingge stuck close to the back of the horse and tightly wrapped her arm around its neck, bringing the hairpin in by a few inches.

"Miss, it's too dangerous. Come down quickly!"

Bi Zhu's face was pale white. She felt like she had fallen into an icehouse, even her own blood was cold.

It was as if An Lingge couldn't hear her call, as if she was talking to a horse. The dagger in her hand fiercely sank a little more, and only after it had completely sunk into its neck did the shaking of the horse slowly become weaker.

Following a loud thud, the horse fell to the ground and remained motionless. An Lingge also fell to the ground because of its fall.

Bi Zhu immediately ran over to her master's side to check on her injuries.

Seeing the red marks on the back of An Lingge's hand, Bi Zhu's tears instantly started to flow.

"It's all because Bi Zhu is useless that caused Miss to be injured." Her tears flowed down like water, as she took out some Golden Sore Medicine from her bag and smeared it on An Lingge's wounds.

An Lingge only felt a slight pain in her hands, but following the sprinkling of the Golden Sore Medicine, the pain also lessened by a lot.

At this time, she didn't have time to comfort Bi Zhu anymore. She quickly walked to the coachman's side, and only after seeing the coachman clenching his teeth and crying for pain did she finally heave a sigh of relief.

"Bi Zhu, go and get a doctor to treat his injuries." An Lingge instructed calmly, her gaze landing on the horses that had fallen to the ground.

"But Miss, what about your injury?" Bi Zhu stood in place without moving, obviously unable to rest at all.

An Lingge smiled, "It's just a superficial wound, nothing serious, but he, on the other hand, should be injured to the bone. If she is not treated quickly, I'm afraid she will become disabled in the future."

Bi Zhu still wanted to say something, but facing An Lingge's unquestionable gaze, Bi Zhu eventually ran over to the nearby infirmary to invite a doctor.

Only after she had walked far away did An Lingge's gaze turn ice-cold.

To make a move on her on the way here, Madam Li was really impatient.