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Wei Wan nodded.

She was still angry and didn’t want to mention the other party’s name.

“Thud.”

The puzzle rings fell out of Xu Luo’s hand. He had already fallen asleep on his father’s lap.

Xu Yan quickly adjusted his son’s sleeping posture. Through his collar, one could see the blood-red scar on the boy’s skin, as if it was burning.

Just looking at it made Wei Wan’s heart ache. She wished she could bear this on behalf of her son.

Xu Yan carefully loosened his son’s collar and comforted his wife gently, “It’s fine. Our son is a good person.”

“I’ve asked around. The master of Wuliang Temple, Daoist Xuan Cheng, has returned. This time, we’ll ask him to take a good look at Luo’er.”

Seeing how much her husband cared about their only son, Wei Wan’s heart was filled with tenderness.

She only had a few children, but her husband had never taken in a concubine. He was even more concerned about their son. He personally enlightened Xu Luo, taught him martial arts, and took care of his daily life. He was no less concerned than she was as a mother.

With his son like this, his heart probably ached even more than hers.

Wei Wan sighed deeply and stroked her daughter’s shoulder rhythmically with her right hand. She said helplessly, “1 don’t know what’s wrong with Luo’er. I only hope that Daoist Xuan Cheng has some real ability and doesn’t just have an undeserved reputation!”

“If Luo’er can recover, I’m willing to fast for three years… No, ten years.”

Amidst the couple’s nagging, the carriage drove out of the capital.

The road was smooth and the carriage swayed rhythmically. Gradually, Wei Wan, who was in the carriage, felt a little sleepy.

Under her husband’s persuasion, she closed her eyes and took a nap.

The twins slept peacefully, while Wei Wan was half asleep and half awake. From time to time, she would open her eyes to look at her children.

When she opened her eyes for the umpteenth time, she noticed that it was a little dark in the carriage. She lifted the curtain and looked out of the carriage.

It was already dusk outside. Most of the sun had set, and the sky was half-bright.

Wei Wan rubbed the space between her eyebrows. Her voice was a little hoarse as she said to Xu Yan, who was sitting opposite her, “We haven’t arrived at Wu Villa yet?”

Ji’an Mansion was in the western suburbs and was very close to Wuliang Temple. It was also because of this that they planned to stay in this farmstead that they rarely went to.

“Not yet.” Xu Yan also lifted the curtains and looked out. He explained helplessly, “There’s a path that was still blocked because of the rock slide the day before yesterday. The coachman changed his route and left. We have to take a detour.”

“Close your eyes and sleep for a while more. We’ll be there in a while.”

That was what Xu Yan said. However, even after the sun had completely set and the sky had turned dark, they had yet to arrive.

A dim glass candle was lit in the carriage, and the candle flame swayed slightly as the carriage drove.

Wei Wan wasn’t sleepy either. From time to time, she would raise the curtains and look out of the carriage. She felt that the carriage’s path was getting more and more deviated. Both sides of the road were dark, and she could only see the shadows in the distance.

Wei Wan was a little anxious. She wondered if the coachman had taken the wrong path. Just as she was about to ask, the carriage suddenly shook violently. The coachman let out a whoosh outside, sandwiched between the anxious neighs of the horses.

The coachman shouted nervously outside, “Marquis, Madam, someone is robbing at the road.”

The candle flame was still flickering crazily in the glass lampshade. The dim yellow light cast a dark shadow on Wei Wan’s face.

Xu Yao, who was sleeping in Wei Wan’s arms, was also woken up. She rubbed her eyes sleepily.

Wei Wan subconsciously hugged her daughter as Gu Yanfei’s cold voice sounded in her mind. “Otherwise, Madam and your child will definitely die!”

As soon as this thought appeared in her mind, she rejected it.

No, it can’t be.

She couldn’t help but shake her head and tell herself that she didn’t believe it.

However, there was a hint of panic in her expression. A bone-chilling coldness quickly spread in her heart, like a spider web wrapping around her tightly.

“Everyone, be careful. It’s a thief!”

“Brothers, let’s go!”

Waves of loud and clear shouts came from outside the carriage, tearing apart the silence of the night and the peace in the carriage.

Right on the heels of that, the clanging of swords and sabers sounded one after another, mixed with shrill screams, despairing groans, and chaotic running sounds… These soul-stirring sounds mixed together and disrupted Wei Wan’s mind.

A thick smell of blood wafted in through the window, thickening the air.

Xu Luo, who was originally sleeping in Xu Yan’s arms, also woke up and yawned lazily. He seemed to be still asleep and was in a daze.

“Luo’er, come to Mother quickly.” Wei Wan anxiously waved at her son, who had just woken up. Her entire body was tense.

However, Xu Luo hugged Xu Yan and buried her face in her father’s chest. She said stubbornly, “I want to be with Daddy.”

Xu Yan hugged his son with his arms crossed. His eyes were deep, and there was an imperceptible coldness in his voice. “…I’ll take care of Luo’er.”

“Don’t… worry.”

As they spoke, the shouts outside became louder. A few swords and sabers hit the carriage heavily, making a few heavy muffled sounds.

Xu Yao was frightened. She cowered in her mother’s arms and shouted in a trembling voice, “Mom, I’m afraid.”

Wei Wan was equally afraid. She hugged her daughter tightly, her face pale.

She comforted the little girl in a low voice and didn’t notice that half of the boy’s face was exposed in Xu Yan’s arms. She glanced at her sideways, her sinister eyes filled with disdain and impatience.

The blood-colored scar on his collar became even redder and more dazzling. It seemed like blood was faintly seeping out, but also like a long, blood-red worm squirming..