On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 1957 Midnight Escort

There was a hint of threat in Su Zhenhai's tone, but Yan Ruyu didn't take it to heart.

She stepped forward, and the pungent fishy smell hit her nostrils.

There are some remaining fish bones next to it.

She suddenly remembered that the last time Miss Li came, she was carrying a small wooden barrel with living things in it, and water droplets were splashing out.

Could it be that the contents were fish? To feed Su Jingzhuo?

As she was thinking, Su Jingzhuo, who was lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up and pounced on her!

Huo Changhe, who had been by her side, subconsciously wanted to attack, but was stopped by her.

Su Jingzhuo was tied up with an iron chain and couldn't get close to her at all.

At this angle and distance, Su Jingzhuo's face can be seen just right.

Incredibly clear.

Judging from the bone structure, this is indeed a handsome man, but half of his forehead, chin and cheeks are covered with fish scales.

Weird and scary.

He gritted his teeth, his lips and teeth were dark red, and there were small pieces of meat on them, which smelled extremely fishy.

"Brother!" Su Shengsheng exclaimed.

Yan Ruyu was not afraid at all. She seized the opportunity and threw a pill into Su Jingzhuo's mouth.

But within a few breaths, Su Jingzhuo fell down.

Su Shengsheng quickly ran over: "What did you do to my brother?"

"Nothing serious," Yan Ruyu stood up, "I just fainted. How can I treat it if I'm not dizzy?"

Su Shengsheng pursed his lips.

Yan Ruyu said to Su Zhenhai, "Envoy Su, this is not a place to treat illness, nor is it conducive to recuperation. Take the eldest son back to the courtyard."

Su Zhenhai hesitated for a moment: "But, Miss Li said..."

"Now that I'm in charge, I have to do it my way." Yan Ruyu looked around. "I've never heard of someone being locked up in such a dark, damp place without sunlight just to cure a disease."

Su Shengsheng turned around, his eyes red: "Dad!"

Su Zhenhai gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's do as the doctor says."

He stepped forward, took the key from his waist, opened the chain, and carried Su Jingzhuo on his back himself.

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As soon as the second gong sounded at three quarters past midnight, Yinding and his three brothers had already reached the back door of the west wing.

The light of the waning moon shone through the eaves and corners onto the bluestone slabs. The night wind blew through the weeds by the wall. Yinding glanced left and right, looking around.

There were already many people standing outside the back door, not just the four of them.

There were more than a dozen guards who came from the martial arts world like them, and they all had weapons hanging around their waists.

There were also about thirty men in shorts wearing green belts and tightly tied trouser legs, with their exposed calf muscles showing strong tones.

These people didn't talk much to each other.

They stood beside the convoy, thirteen of which were parked side by side in the alley. The donkeys and mules harnessed to the shafts were muzzled and could only make muffled snorting sounds.

The cart was loaded with bulging sacks of stuff, the mouths of which were tied into knots with thick hemp ropes. The weight of the sacks caused the axles to bend slightly.

"Sorry to have waited for you all." Zhou Lie's voice came from the back of the crowd. He was wearing a dark brocade robe, with a jade belt tied tightly around his waist. He walked to the front carriage and tapped his knuckles on the copper rings on the shaft. "Tonight's job is simple. Escort these things to the designated location. After the job is done, each of you will receive ten taels of silver. If there are any problems, we will handle them according to the rules."

Yinding withdrew his gaze and quietly touched Wu Liang beside him.

Wu Liang understood and became very alert, looking for an opportunity to see what was inside.

The team set off quickly.

The donkey and mule's hooves were wrapped in cotton cloth, and the wheels were tied with straw, so there was only a slight sound of wheels when they moved.

The four people including Yinding were arranged in the middle echelon, following the fifth carriage.

As the night deepened, the lanterns along the streets had long been extinguished, and only their group of people were winding through the sleepy streets.

"Brother Tuotuo, what do you think is in here?" Wu Liang's voice was so low that it was almost swallowed by the wind. "Why are you making it so mysterious?"

Yinding didn't respond, and his right hand quietly touched the stone hidden in his sleeve pocket.

It was a bluestone bead that had been polished to a smooth round shape, and it was a handy tool for him to practice his marble skills.

He stared at the rear wheel of the carriage in front of him. The spokes cast faint shadows in the moonlight, and the copper ornaments at the seams occasionally flashed a faint light as it turned.

When crossing the third street, Yinding took advantage of the bumpy moment when the carriage rolled over the joints of the stone slabs, lowered his wrist slightly, and exerted force with his thumb, and the stone shot out like a black shadow.

There was a slight "click" sound, and it was stuck in the gap between the spoke and the rim.

He slowed down and watched the stone get stuck as the wheel turned.

Before they had walked half a mile, they suddenly heard the crisp sound of a broken axle from the front.

The fifth carriage tilted suddenly, the right wheel was stuck in place, two spokes broke with a "crack", and the carriage tilted and almost overturned.

The driver cursed and hurriedly reined in the frightened mule.

"What's going on?" Zhou Lie's voice came from the front with anger.

"The axle is broken!" the driver shouted after checking it. "It needs to be repaired!"

Yinding immediately stepped forward and said, "Manager Zhou, I'll take two brothers to stay behind to protect you. You go ahead and we'll catch up as soon as the repairs are done."

Zhou Lie's gaze lingered on his face for a moment: "No need."

Zhou Lie waved his whip and said, "The team is important. Driver, stay and repair it. If it's repaired within half an hour, we'll meet up at our destination. If not, we'll return the same way!"

"Yes!"

After saying this, without waiting for Yinding to speak again, he signaled the team to continue moving forward.

As he turned the corner, Yinding looked back at the carriage. The driver was squatting under the carriage and fiddling with the broken axle.

The team continued to pass through the streets and alleys. After turning two archways, Zhou Lie reined in his horse and stopped at a tightly closed vermilion lacquered gate in front of him.

The courtyard wall was covered with dead vines, and two faded lanterns were swaying on the lintel, and the red light made the stone steps in front of the door flicker.

It looks like a yard with few people living in it.

The guards were divided into two teams to guard the front and back doors, while the men in shorts began to unload the truck.

He deliberately left the silver ingot behind, and when everyone was busy moving the silver ingots, he pretended to help hold up the tilted sack.

As soon as my fingers touched the surface of the sack, I felt an unusual hardness - not like the fullness of rice grains, but more like the granularity mixed with gravel.

"Be careful!" a short-sleeved man shouted gruffly, "Don't break the bag!"

He took advantage of the moment when the person turned around and quickly scratched the seam of the sack with his fingernails.

The fingertips were immediately covered with a layer of gray-black powder mixed with a few grains of broken rice.

He quietly put his finger to the tip of his nose, and a familiar musty smell rushed into his head, mixed with the fishy smell of sand.

The opportunity came quickly.

When a man was carrying a sack past the threshold, the bottom of the sack was torn by a crack in the stone, and a few grains of rice and sand leaked out.

Yin Ding pretended to trip, covered the crack with his hand, and grabbed a handful of it in his palm when no one was paying attention.

With the help of the lantern light, he could see clearly what was in his hand - most of it was dark brown broken rice, the surface of the rice grains was covered with cracks, and some even had green mold spots.

What is even more glaring is the sand mixed in it.