The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 1406

The abbot, Master Huijue, closed his eyes slightly and sighed deeply. Master Hongzhao, standing beside him, said Amitabha. "Let's go and take care of the aftermath."

What's done is done, there's nothing more to it.

Master Huijue had sent his warrior monks to cordon off the area where the person had died, and he also assisted the government and Qin Qingdong in searching for the person. It was truly shocking that someone would dare to raise a butcher's knife in such a sacred Buddhist place.

On Song Guanzhou's side, Pei An finally arrived.

His servants and guards immediately followed Song Guanzhou's shrill cries to the cave under the artificial hill. It was dark and they couldn't see clearly. Pei An disregarded everything and knelt down to shout into the cave, "Guanzhou, Guanzhou, are you seriously injured?"

Song Guanzhou looked at Lin Shan, who was too blood loss to speak, and Ren Dong, who had hit her head and was still unconscious.

She felt a bit panicked, like someone who had just escaped a disaster, but she knew there were many people outside, so she gently touched her pounding chest with both hands, tried to breathe evenly, and suppressed all her fear.

"Si Lang, I'm fine. You take some men and come around from behind. Brother Lin Shan and Ren Dong are both injured."

To protect her, Honeysuckle slid straight down from the top of the artificial hill. She looked down; the drop was ten feet, enough to leave someone with a bloody head.

Moreover, Honeysuckle still stepped on something and fell down. Fortunately, the cave floor was soft mud, which prevented her from dying instantly, but she definitely suffered a severe concussion and remained unconscious for a long time.

Pei An led his men to the entrance of the cave, which was in a rock formation in another courtyard. He took the lead, crouching and hunching over as he crawled inside. After walking several meters, he finally saw Lin Shan sitting on the ground, holding a short knife.

"Linshan, that is me."

The cave was dimly lit, but the mountainside made it easy to see the sweat on Pei An's forehead and the worry in his eyes.

"Fourth Young Master, the young mistress is with me. Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. The young mistress is unharmed."

"Thank you, Linshan."

Behind the mountain, Song Guanzhou appeared. Her hair was disheveled, with strands falling down. She held a copper hairpin in one hand and supported her injured leg with the other.

"Shiro..."

She wanted to say that she was fine, and she tried to be as brave as possible, but when she saw Pei An rushing over with his official robes still on, the grievances she had managed to suppress welled up again.

Pei An stepped forward, put his arm around Song Guanzhou's shoulders, and looked him up and down.

"Where are you hurt?"

Song Guanzhou shook her head, her eyes filled with lingering fear. She was holding the hairpin tightly, and now it had become a conditioned reflex that she couldn't let go. Pei An gently helped her pry her fingers open and loosened the hairpin.

"I want more."

This brass hairpin saved her life!

Seeing this, Pei An looked at her disheveled hair and realized he couldn't put the hairpin back on, so he casually stuck it into his own hair. "Well done, Guan Zhou."

"Those two thieves—"

Pei An shushed Song Guanzhou, stopping her from speaking, and gently put his arm around her. "I'll help you move out slowly, and I'll have someone help Linshan and Rendong from behind."

After saying that, he carefully half-embraced and half-carried Song Guanzhou, helping him walk out with a stoop and a limp.

Her clothes were torn and soiled during the chase, and her entire back was covered in bloodstains where she couldn't see.

This is the blood of the three-year-old Bing-four-year-old Ding.

Even half of the back of her head was soaked in Si Ding's blood, and now it was half wet and half dry, sticky and gooey.

So disheveled, Pei An had just helped her out to see the light of day, which frightened Pei Chen and his guards and servants. Aru lost her composure, only managing to call out "Young Madam" before falling silent.

Song Guanzhou's hands were also covered in a mixture of mud and blood.

At this moment, Pei An's official robe was all smeared with dirt. When she heard Aru's shout, she looked up, brushed the messy hair off her face with her dirty hands, and actually smiled, "Stop shouting, your young mistress is still alive."

Aru exclaimed "Oh dear!" and arrived at the scene early.

"My young mistress, what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into?"

Song Guanzhou remained silent. Only after she came to her senses did she have time to examine her legs. Pei An looked at Pei Chen and said, "Second Brother, could you please find me a cloak?"

"Alright, as long as there's no problem with watching the boat."

“There are also honeysuckle and lychee inside. Be careful and carry them out.”

Before long, Qin Qingdong heard the commotion and rushed over, followed by Qingfang and Lianhua, who were crying their eyes out. The two maids were terrified by the unconscious Lianhua, thinking that the young mistress had also met with misfortune.

They chased after Qin Qingdong and came out to find the young mistress again.

The two women wept continuously. When they heard that two more thieves had died, their legs went weak, and they stumbled and fell several times. Qin Qingdong asked the young monk to take them back, but the monk refused.

"Second Young Master, please be kind and let us servants go with you to search. We will definitely not cause you any trouble."

It was as if everything had returned to the peach blossom banquet, where Song Guanzhou, full of reckless courage, fell into the water, and those nightmarish days began to invade again.

"If the thief were still alive, you..."

"I am not afraid!"

Seeing the two young girls crying their eyes out, Qin Qingdong couldn't bear to send them away. Just then, a servant from the Duke's mansion ran over and said, "Second Young Master, we've found our Fourth Young Mistress."

"Found them? How are they? Are they injured?"

The servants, panting, tried to catch their breath before reporting, "The young mistress is alright. She was hit by two crossbow bolts near the mountain, but fortunately, they didn't hit her chest or head. She's survived. Sister Rendong, who's always with the young mistress, fainted. We're going to fetch a doctor now."

"Okay, go quickly."

Qin Qingdong, accompanied by Lianhua, Qingfang, and other monk guards, hurried along in the direction indicated by the servants. The head monk felt relieved, "Amitabha, the Fourth Young Mistress is blessed by Heaven, and her safety is also due to the Bodhisattva's cultivation."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Qin Qingdong looked at the monk and pressed him again, "You really don't recognize those two scoundrels?"

The senior monk was in his fifties, with a kind face, but he couldn't withstand Qin Qingdong's constant questioning along the way. He uttered a Buddhist chant, "Second Young Master, monks don't lie. I've truly never seen anything like it."

"Hmph! We'll talk about that when the official coroner arrives."

They only glanced at it briefly before the abbot and the martial monks sealed the area off. Qin Qingdong scolded those who wanted to go in, "Preserve the current state and wait for the officials to come and investigate."

The fourth young mistress of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion has been murdered!

If that beautiful, fairy-like young mistress really died at Longen Temple, the entire capital would be outraged, and it might even alarm the palace.

Since the Empress Dowager returned to the capital with Princess Fuman to reside there, Longen Temple has become a place where the Empress Dowager frequently comes to chant scriptures and worship Buddha.

If it were truly a female member of the Duke's household who was murdered, and in such a ruthless manner, how could the Emperor not be furious?

The head monk wiped away a bead of sweat, thinking to himself that he must give that young mistress a dozen or twenty longevity lamps when he had the chance...

When Qin Er arrived, the two maids, disregarding their social status, saw the young mistress sitting on the stone bench talking quietly with Pei An. They let out a scream, rushed over, knelt down in front of her, grabbed Song Guanzhou's good leg, and cried loudly.

"Young Madam! We mustn't come to Long'en Temple!"