Gu Jiao asked, "What if they don’t exchange horses?"
Xiao Hen frowned, "If they don’t exchange horses, things will get a bit troublesome."
Dealing with Ning An wasn’t difficult, but she was a madwoman who, when driven to a corner, would indeed harm Qin Chuyu.
Moreover, there was the injured Huangfu Xian; in a real melee, it would be hard to ensure the safety of the two children.
Acting on the road was very unsafe, and if they stopped, it would be even easier to find a flaw.
It was a night of a dark moon and high winds.
A carriage was racing madly on the Official Road outside the west city gate, flanked by nine experts on swift horses.
The expert coachman said, "Princess, we have entered Cangbei Mountain. Five more miles ahead is Phoenix Pavilion Post Station, the only post station in this area. Mama is nearly worn out, should we stop at the post station to change a few horses?"
Qin Chuyu had already cried himself to sleep, held in Lianlian’s arms.
Princess Ning An said, "Don’t change horses, keep going, someone is up ahead to meet us."
This was an indication to ride the horses to death without stopping.
"Yes!" the coachman responded.
"Cough cough cough!" Huangfu Xian coughed, slowly opening his eyes, "My stomach hurts... I need to use the toilet..."
"Endure it for now."
"I can’t hold it... I... Blegh—" In mid-sentence, Huangfu Xian suddenly vomited something up.
Princess Ning An frowned, glancing disdainfully at the filth on the ground, and said impatiently, "Go to the post station!"
The carriage stopped at the post station.
"Lianlian," Princess Ning An gave Lianlian a meaningful look.
Understanding, Lianlian pushed Huangfu Xian out of the carriage’s back door.
With the carriage soiled, it had to be cleaned.
Princess Ning An woke Qin Chuyu, who tried to cry upon waking, but having cried all the way, his throat was already hoarse, and he couldn’t muster any real tears.
Several people disembarked from the carriage.
Princess Ning An told Qin Chuyu, "You also go to the Greeting Room; there will be no place for you to pee on the way later!"
Qin Chuyu had already urinated several times along the way, each time into a water flask, nearly suffocating Princess Ning An with the smell.
Princess Ning An had an expert accompany the three of them there.
"Young Master, let me help you," the expert offered.
With no special facilities in the Greeting Room outside, Huangfu Xian couldn’t manage to relieve himself alone.
"Okay," Huangfu Xian didn’t refuse.
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Lianlian and Qin Chuyu were shivering in the cold wind outside, unsure if it was from the chill or fear.
Soon, a fierce shout from Huangfu Xian came from inside the Greeting Room, "Don’t touch me there! Dare to be rash again, and I’ll kill you!"
The nearby experts all shook their heads; their young master was always so unpredictable in temperament.
What everyone didn’t know was that beneath that fierce shout a heavy object hitting the ground and a painful groan was concealed.
The expert was now lying in the latrine, with Huangfu Xian sprawled atop him, his face covered with splattered blood.
"Lianlian, you come in," he said calmly.
"Eh!"
Lianlian brought Qin Chuyu inside.
Seeing the scene within, Lianlian’s eyes widened in shock, and Qin Chuyu, dumbstruck, let out a horrific scream, "Ah—"
Fortunately, his voice was already hoarse, and the scream had no sound.
"Young Master, what happened to you?" Lianlian quickly crouched down, anxiously looking at Huangfu Xian covered in blood on his face and hands.
Huangfu Xian tightly grasped Lianlian’s hand, weakly speaking, "Lianlian, take him and go."
Lianlian shook her head in fear, "I... I can’t take him... I don’t know the way... I can’t outrun them... It’s not possible..."
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