10. Blood (1)
Yu Qingjia couldnât recognize their current location but looking ahead to the verdant and mangled forest, and looking back to the endless loess road. She stood in the same place for a long time, This is the first time that she felt so lost and didnât know what to do. The world is so big, where will she go?
Unlike Yu Qingjia, who was covered in grass clippings, Murong Yan was spotless, and the whole person was as leisurely and respectable as a nobleman who came out for an outing. He looked around for a while, then drew out a dagger from god knows where, cut open the grass that was coiling up ahead, and strode in one direction.
Yu Qingjia watched Murong Yanâs movements, although she didnât understand why, but she still instinctively followed Murong Yanâs pace. There were only the two of them here, and after what they had experienced just now, Yu Qingjia unknowingly relied on the vixen who seemed to be very undaunted. Murong Yan walked very fast, while Yu Qingjia was wearing layers upon layers of skirts. She was the type who prefers to idle around rather than actually doing physical work, so she canât even to take a step without stumbling around inside this vast and wild forest. She carried her skirt and struggled to cross a decaying tree trunk, and as soon as she got to her feet, she realized that Murong Yan had already walked a long way out.
Yu Qingjia was instinctively afraid of the environment around her. She ignored the old grievances between them, and staggered after him with her skirt in her hand and said, âHey Vixen, wait for me.â
When Murong Yan heard this address, his eyes narrowed and dimmed. However, their current situation is unclear, and he doesnât have any time to pay attention to her. So he will write down this account for the time being. While holding a dagger, he quickly and lightly parted the grass in front of him. Yu Qingjia staggered to catch up to him, while trying her best to follow him closely, âVixen, where are we going? Why donât we take the main road and cross through the forest?â
Murong Yan glanced back at her, and said in a surprised tone, âYou donât know?â
Yu Qingjia was frightened by Murong Yanâs eyes, she shook her head slightly and murmured inaudibly, âYou didnât sayâ¦â
Murong Yan was speechless for a while, he cut off the coiled grass with a backhand swing, and smiled softly, as if mocking her, âYou donât even know, you still dare to follow? â
âBecause you are in front of me.â Yu Qingjia was also puzzled by his tone, as if she was supposed to know it. Yu Qingjia muttered to herself, âYou didnât say anything, so how would I know?â
Murong Yan snorted lightly, didnât pay attention to her and continued walking. Yu Qingjia decided to endured it for a moment, but still instinctively feared such a primitive environment. She secretly tugged the corner of Murong Yanâs sleeves and turned her head away and inclined it, she then pretended to be looking at the grass beside her, but the force on her hand refused to relax at all. Murong Yan was still holding the dagger in his hand, so he can not force the hem out of her grasp. He can only tolerate her for the time being.
Seeing that Murong Yan had no objections, Yu Qingjia leaped in joy, and then spurned herself. Shouldnât she be at odds with that Vixen? What is this now? But Yu Qingjia really didnât have the guts to let go. She was afraid that as soon as she let go, the vixen would dawdle away on her own, leaving her alone.
After all, this wicked vixen is indeed capable of doing such a thing.
Therefore, she unilaterally stopped her cold war with the vixen for the time being, and follow her lead first.
They had been walking for a while now, and Yu Qingjia couldnât bear the silence that permeated the air, but she only has one living person in front of her. She can only try to talk to the vixen again, âYou still havenât said why weâre going through this forest.â
Murong Yan couldnât bare it anymore. He had seen stupid before, but a straightforwardly stupid like Yu Qingjia was still a rare sight even for him. Murong Yan ignored her question and asked, âDo you have silver money?â
Yu Qingjia subconsciously replied: âI have ah, in Bai Zhiâ¦â After she finished speaking she also realized something, and her voice gradually dwindled down.
Bai Zhi got off the carriage to change the water, and there were only the two of them left inside, and She, as a young lady, certainly doesnât carry cash on her.
Yu Qingjia thought about it for a while, then it dawned on her, âYouâre going to find our carriage, it has our fine luggage on it!â
Murong Yan glanced at her expressionlessly, not bothering to speak. When Yu Qingjia realized what he wanted to do, her heart immediately stabilized. She secretly slandered him in her heart. This person is really evil. He should have said it earlier then she wouldnât have worried too much. He actually caused her to be scared all the way.
Yu Qingjiaâs sleeves were wide, and when she was walking past an old tree, her feet immediately slipped, and when she was about to plant her face to the ground, Murong Yan quickly yanked her arm and lifted her up, âYou can even trip while walking on even ground, what else can you do?â
Murong Yanâs hand was so strong that she only felt a strong force yanking her arm, and then her whole body was lifted up. She easily stood upright immediately but still felt very aggrieved that she was so disliked, âHow would I know that I would end up in this kind of situation, this dress was not meant to be worn into the forest.â
Yu Qingjia glanced towards Murong Yanâs slender arms and narrow waist, and had to admit that in most cases, the hu outfit was much more practical than this dress. She silently calculated that when they found the carriage, she would also change out of this flashy dress.
She didnât know how Murong Yan did it but this entire forest was completely blocking the light from the sun, but he still skillfully navigated his way around it and actually found the carriage that had fallen off the cliff. Yu Qingjia was happy when she saw the carriage debris and immediately looked brightly at Murong Yan, âHow do you know that this is where the carriage fell off?â
Murong Yan doesnât really have the patient to explain things, but looking at Yu Qingjiaâs eyes, he unexpectedly blurted out, âIt reeks of blood.â
Yu Qingjia looked around and saw the horse that fell off the cliff from a distance. Its legs had been broken, and now itâs dying, Murong Yan pulled the dagger out of its delicate scabbard and walked toward the horse, âGo and pack your clothes. Find everything you can use in the carriage.â