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“Xiao Huan, listen. It seems like someone is in the bushes ahead!”
Hearing the commotion in front, Xin'er paused and listened carefully before lowering her voice to speak to Xiao Huan beside her.
Clearly, Xiao Huan had also heard the noise from the bushes. After listening intently for a moment, she frowned and tightly grasped Xin'er's hand, whispering, “Madam, we should just ignore this and leave quickly! It's already so late, and we don’t know who’s out there. What if they’re bad people?”
Xiao Huan was evidently still shaken by the events from last time.
After all, the last time Xiao Huan had a stomach ache and left Xin'er on the street, when she returned, Xin'er was nowhere to be found. Later, they discovered that Xin'er had been abducted.
Fortunately, nothing serious happened afterward; otherwise, Xiao Huan would have regretted it for a lifetime.
So now, upon hearing Xin'er's words, Xiao Huan immediately feared that Xin'er might want to approach the source of the noise. If there were indeed bad people there, both of them were just vulnerable women.
Thinking this way, Xiao Huan held onto Xin'er's hand tightly to prevent her from going any closer.
Seeing this, Xin'er understood Xiao Huan's concerns.
However, the sounds coming from the bushes included heavy breathing and painful groans, suggesting that someone might be injured.
What if someone was hurt and they didn’t help? What if that person died!?
Saving a life is worth more than building a seven-story pagoda!
Therefore, Xin'er didn’t want to stand by and do nothing.
Moreover, putting herself in someone else's shoes, she wouldn’t want others to turn a blind eye when she faced danger or difficulty.
With this in mind, Xin'er spoke to Xiao Huan about her thoughts.
Finally, seeing the worry still etched on Xiao Huan's face, Xin'er gently patted her hand and offered some comfort.
"Everything will be fine. It's not completely dark yet, and even bad people wouldn't strike at this time," she said, speaking from her heart.
However, at that moment, the sun was setting in the west, casting a golden glow as it dipped below the horizon. The sunset was blood-red, with orange rays stretching across the sky, painting the western heavens in vibrant hues.
The sky appeared like a colorful ribbon of clouds, dazzling and breathtakingly beautiful! The soft orange light enveloped the entire land, adding a touch of mystery to the surroundings.
Not far from them, in a dense patch of grass, the thick foliage combined with the dimming light made it impossible to see what lay within. If it weren't for the faint sounds of someone groaning from inside, Xin'er and Xiao Huan would have had no idea that someone was there.
At this moment, Xin'er was determined to go help. Seeing this, Xiao Huan felt helpless. After all, she knew that despite Xin'er's usually gentle demeanor, once she made up her mind about something, there was no changing it.
With a sigh, Xiao Huan slowly walked alongside Xin'er toward the grass. Uncertain whether the person hidden within was good or bad, she felt a strong urge to protect her master. Though nervous and afraid, she took the lead, keeping Xin'er safely behind her.
After all, behind her was her beloved master; if even a single hair were harmed, her own life would be at stake.
Xin'er was deeply touched by Xiao Huan's careful protection. She felt that having such a friend in this life made it all worthwhile.
In her heart, Xin'er thought that she and Xiao Huan had already arrived at the lush thicket.
However, as they approached the thicket, it seemed that the people inside had noticed someone was nearby and suddenly fell silent.
If it weren't for the fact that Xin'er and Xiao Huan had just heard the commotion here, they might have thought it was just a figment of their imagination!
At this moment, seeing that the thicket was quiet, Xin'er and Xiao Huan exchanged glances. Then, Xin'er cleared her throat and gently called out.
"Is there someone inside who needs help?"
Xin'er said, but after finishing her words, there was no response from within.
After thinking for a moment, she spoke again.
"Uh, we’re not bad people, so don’t worry…"
After saying this, seeing that there was still no reply from inside, Xin'er turned to Xiao Huan and exchanged another glance.
Seeing this, Xiao Huan tugged at Xin'er and said,
"Xin'er, since no one is responding, maybe we should just leave!"
Xiao Huan was the kind of person who preferred to avoid trouble, especially now that the sky was gradually darkening. Both of them were defenseless young women; what would they do if they encountered a villain again!?
However, Xin'er had a different perspective from Xiao Huan.
After all, in Xin'er's heart, she always held onto a childlike belief that humanity is inherently good and that not everyone in the world is bad.
So after hearing Xiao Huan's words, Xin'er shook her head and said,
"Let’s take a look first! If someone really needs help, we can lend a hand."
After saying this to Xiao Huan, Xin'er turned her head and spoke again towards the direction of the bushes.
"Um, if the person inside doesn't respond, we'll just go over."
With that, Xin'er waited for a moment longer. Seeing that there was no response, she lifted her foot and slowly walked toward the bushes.
Seeing this, Xiao Huan realized she couldn't dissuade Xin'er and had no choice but to follow closely behind her.
The sunset fell quickly; in less than a moment, the blood-red sun completely sank into the western horizon.
The Evening Breeze gently blew, causing the treetops nearby to rustle softly. In this moment as night descended, the sound was particularly clear.
This made the surroundings feel somewhat desolate and mysterious.
At this moment, Xiao Huan felt that the atmosphere was off. She feared that something terrible awaited them in the bushes, keeping her nerves tightly wound.
This tension also affected Xin'er, who felt a hint of anxiety.
However, as they slowly passed by the bushes and peered inside, both of them couldn't help but gasp in shock at what they saw!
There lay a tall man dressed in black on the grass.
That wasn't the main point; the crucial detail was that a dagger was plunged into his chest.
From how only the hilt of the dagger was visible on his body, it was clear that it had embedded deeply within him!
Although it was late and he wore all black, obscuring any bloody scene from view, the smell of blood in the air was enough to confirm that he must be covered in blood, even if they couldn't see it.
Upon witnessing this scene, Xin'er and Xiao Huan were utterly terrified.
After all, both of them were innocent individuals who had never encountered such a sight before.
Startled, that was normal.
After a long while, Xiao Huan regained her senses and pulled Xin'er closer, stammering as she spoke.
"Xin'er, th-th-this is a dead person! We should get out of here!"
Xiao Huan said with a face full of fear.
After all, looking at the man before them, a dagger was stabbed into his body, and he lay motionless—clearly dead.
They had no idea if this man had been pursued by enemies.
So, if they didn’t leave now and were spotted by this man's enemies, what would happen if they were killed too!?
Thinking this, Xiao Huan grabbed the equally frightened Xin'er and planned to leave quickly.
However, just at that moment, Xin'er suddenly exclaimed.
"Xiao Huan, wait! This man isn’t dead yet!?"
"What!? Not dead!? No way!"
After all, the dagger was embedded deep in the man's body, and the air was thick with the smell of blood. How could he possibly still be alive!?
Perhaps sensing Xiao Huan's thoughts, Xin'er immediately pointed toward the man and said,
"Look, that man's finger is still moving!"
Hearing Xin'er's words, Xiao Huan followed the direction of her finger and looked over.
Sure enough!
The man in black, who had been lying motionless on the grass, was now slightly moving his fingers.
This movement was so subtle that it would be hard to notice unless one was particularly observant.
At this moment, Xin'er saw that the man on the grass was not dead and immediately broke free from Xiao Huan's grasp, rushing over. She reached out and pressed her hand against the man's nose, feeling his breath. A smile spread across her face.
"Xiao Huan, he’s really not dead! He’s still alive!"
"Really!?"
Hearing Xin'er's words, Xiao Huan also came over to check the man's breath. Although it was weak, he was indeed alive. Seeing this, Xiao Huan felt less frightened.
At that moment, Xin'er spoke up.
"Come on, Xiao Huan, let’s work together to carry this man back!"
Although the man was not dead, he had sustained serious injuries. If he did not receive timely medical attention, he would surely die.
Thinking of this, Xin'er decided that she and Xiao Huan should carry him back.
Xiao Huan nodded in agreement without saying much and joined Xin'er in trying to lift the man.
However, both Xin'er and Xiao Huan were frail women with slender bodies.
This man was at least six feet tall and quite heavy.
Thus, it was impossible for them to lift him together.
Seeing this, Xin'er gasped for breath and realized that this approach wouldn’t work. She turned to Xiao Huan and said,
"This isn’t going to work! We can’t lift him by ourselves! How about this? We're not far from Cold Manor. You should hurry back to the manor and bring some strong servants here. And don’t forget to bring a doctor!"
"Xin'er said quickly and with meticulous care.
Xiao Huan, upon hearing this, did not act immediately. Instead, she furrowed her brows and spoke with concern.
"But, you're the only one here..."
"It's fine. Just go and come back quickly."
Knowing that Xiao Huan was worried about her, Xin'er felt a warmth in her heart. However, she was also anxious that if they hesitated any longer, the man would surely die.
Hearing Xin'er's words, Xiao Huan glanced down at the barely alive man for a moment, hesitated in her heart, but ultimately turned and left.
Watching Xiao Huan's hurried figure disappear, Xin'er looked down at the man whose breath was faint. His dark eyebrows were so tightly knitted that it seemed they could form an inverted 'V'.
Looking again at the knife handle protruding from the man's chest, Xin'er felt a pang of pain herself just by looking at it, even though the knife wasn't embedded in her own body.
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