The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 1407

At this moment, the abbot of Longen Temple and Master Hongzhao also rushed over upon hearing the news. Upon hearing these words, they couldn't help but twitch their brows a few times, thinking that the little girl had no sense of propriety in her words.

Looking at the two children crying their eyes out, Song Guanzhou felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

But this wasn't the time to cry. She quickly helped the two children, who were wailing and leaning against her legs, and said, "Get up quickly and help me comb your hair."

There were a lot of monks and other men.

She was disheveled and covered in filth and blood; she looked nothing like a noblewoman, but rather like a female ghost from the underworld.

Female ghost...

Ha! Isn't that her?

The two maids were crying as they did Song Guanzhou's makeup, but seeing his hair half-stained with blood, the two maids' tears fell like broken strings of pearls.

"Young Madam, are you injured?"

Song Guanzhou was extremely patient at this moment, "No, Brother Linshan and your Sister Rendong protected me."

"Is Sister Honeysuckle dead?"

When the two sisters rushed in, they seemed to see several people carrying Ren Dong out on a board. However, the young mistress was more important at hand, and the two sisters hurried to Song Guanzhou's side, forgetting to ask Ren Dong a question.

Thinking of the honeysuckle lying there motionless and silent now, it's as if it's completely lifeless.

"Nonsense!"

Song Guanzhou couldn't help but chuckle; having survived such a close call, she actually managed a laugh. "She fell off the artificial hill and injured her head. Although it was a serious injury, she should be able to wake up. What about Zhuang Gu and Hehua?"

Lotus choked up as she said, "Don't worry, young mistress. Lotus was choked unconscious by the thief, but she's been carried to the main hall and is out of danger. Zhuang Gu just sprained her ankle, it's nothing serious."

At most, I'll have some difficulty walking. Since the day I started serving the young mistress in Shaohua Garden, I've never been afraid of getting hurt or bumping into anything!

Qingfang wiped away her tears, dipped her handkerchief in the stream beside her, and gently wiped away the grime from Song Guanzhou's oval face.

Abbot Huijue and Abbot Hongzhao walked over together and happened to see this beautiful face with the bloodstains just wiped away.

“Amitabha, the female benefactor has been frightened.”

The two masters humbly apologized. Song Guanzhou stopped Qingfang and smiled slightly, "The two masters need not blame themselves. No one wants to encounter misfortune or fortune. Today, we encountered it and were fortunate enough to escape with our lives. Guanzhou is a blessed person."

This is a personal grudge, and no one at Longen Temple should be held responsible.

But to Abbot Huijue and Abbot Hongzhao of Longen Temple, these words were very pleasing to the ear. After some further questioning and reassurance, Song Guanzhou glanced at Pei An, who had been mostly silent since rescuing her.

Pei An, having received her signal, finally broke free from his emotional turmoil and began to deal with the two masters.

Looking at her hair, which was stuck together with blood, Lianhua could only choke back tears and say, "Young Madam, let me undo your hair and braid it. We can wash it off when we get back to the manor. This blood—"

"It's the blood of a thief, don't worry."

"Who on earth was it? So bloody, chasing after us women, especially you, young mistress, whose leg is still injured!"

"Good girl, hand it over to the authorities for investigation."

查？

Lotus pouted, tears streaming down her face again. "What can they find out? I don't believe it either."

"Be careful!"

She quickly tidied her makeup and was no longer disheveled. However, all her hairpins had been removed, and now a long braid hung down her back.

Even so, it couldn't stop the bloodstains on her thin, slender waist. The orange-yellow spring dress clashed with the dark red bloodstains, creating a truly gruesome sight.

The once pristine white gown embroidered with gold and flowing lines was now splattered with blood, resembling scattered flowers.

Song Guanzhou lowered his eyes and suddenly felt a sense of relief.

She survived!

Regardless of how things unfold in the future, the fact that Jin Fuyun defied the original plot and ruthlessly killed her proves that the main storyline is not immutable.

Let Pei An deal with the senior monk, Qin Qingdong watched Song Guanzhou, who had turned his fortunes around, from a distance. After a long while, he walked up to him and asked, "What Buddha are you worshipping?"

"..." Song Guanzhou looked up at Qin Qingdong, whose face was solemn and ashen, as if someone had died. He gave Qin Qingdong a nonsensical answer in return for his nonsensical words.

"Perhaps, it's the Victorious Fighting Buddha?"

"Ok?"

Song Guanzhou chuckled. The Victorious Fighting Buddha, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven Sun Wukong, doesn't exist in this timeline, so Qin Qingdong doesn't understand the significance of the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

I don't understand the Monkey King, who stirred up the heavens and earth and made gods, Buddhas, and humans all bow down in respect.

"It's okay."

She casually let Qingfang and Lianhua wipe the stains off her neck and hands.

"Are you alright? Song Guanzhou, how can you be so carefree? You almost lost your life, and you can still laugh?" Qin Qingdong's deadpan face was full of worry. He couldn't understand how Song Guanzhou had managed to do it.

Let alone ordinary young ladies, even he himself would probably be too scared to move after encountering such a thing.

I almost lost my life.

"if not?"

Song Guanzhou stopped smiling and looked at Qin Qingdong. She didn't notice that Pei An and the other masters had also stopped talking and were looking at her and Qin Qingdong.

"Watching the boats..."

Qin Qingdong realized he had spoken too hastily and quickly tried to explain, but Song Guanzhou waved his hand and said, "Qin Er, I ran into the thief by chance and was saved by Brother Linshan and the maids who risked their lives to protect me. Isn't that something to be happy about?"

"worth."

After Pei An bowed to the masters, he returned to Song Guanzhou and answered the question, "There is nothing more gratifying than this, Guanzhou."

Song Guanzhou looked up, touching the back of his head, "Let's go back to the manor as soon as possible. I'm covered in the smell of blood, I need to wash myself off."

She was as carefree as if nothing had happened, enjoying the happiness of surviving the ordeal.

Pei An's face was gloomy. Hearing her words, he softened his voice, "Alright, but the abbot has already sent a martial monk to report to the government. If you can wait, madam, why don't you hold on a little longer and explain things clearly before we go back to the mansion in peace?"

"Alright."

Song Guanzhou instructed Aru to go up the artificial hill to find her cane. After she retrieved it, she picked up the cane to get up, but Pei An quickly stepped forward to support her, saying, "Rest a little longer?"

"I'm afraid my wives and sisters-in-law will worry. I'll go there sooner so I can have a cup of hot tea."

"Indeed, female benefactor, your heart is as vast as the sea, and you will surely have a peaceful and prosperous life."

Master Hongzhao stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and said in a loud voice, "Song Guanzhou smiled calmly, his eyes shining brightly beneath his sword-like eyebrows, filled with complex emotions."

Finally, after nodding and bowing to the master, he helped Pei An leave.

"Bring a sedan chair."

Qin Qingdong followed beside him and said in a low voice. Song Guanzhou turned his head to comfort him, "Qin Er, it's alright. I was scared when I was running for my life, especially when those two didn't say a word and came up with knives to behead me. But now they are dead and I am still alive. Thinking about it, it is they and their master who are more pitiful."

"Who exactly is it?"

Qin Qingdong angrily rebuked him, and Song Guanzhou looked at Pei An without saying anything more.

"Ji Zhang, do you know?"