Among this group of people, Su Jinluo's problem is undoubtedly the biggest, and Lian Lian and Lian Child have always been concerned about Su Jinluo's situation.
The two maids were deeply afraid that such speed would hurt Su Jinluo's body.
"Nothing, just keep on going."
Fortunately, Su Jinluo's complexion was pretty good, not particularly bad, and he was relatively calm while sitting in the carriage.
"Third Madam, as long as you persist, we will meet the Third Master soon."
Even though Su Jinluo looked fine, Lian Lian didn't relax just because of this.
"Stop the carriage ahead!"
Just as he was comforting Su Jinluo like this, a man's slightly angry voice came from behind.
Hearing that voice, he grabbed Su Jinluo's hand and tightened it suddenly.
Su Jinluo's eyes flashed. Although she couldn't remember what she dreamed last night, her dreams always gave her an uneasy feeling.
What does this situation mean now?
The coachman was from the Wanqi family, so naturally he couldn't pay attention to the sound behind him, so he continued on his way.
The people who were chasing after them saw this situation, their eyes stood up, and they showed murderous intent:
"If you don't stop, don't blame me, sir. My men are ruthless and will take your lives."
As he spoke, the sound of horse hooves behind Su Jinluo and the others became more and more urgent.
The coachman walked forward regardless, until a knife was blocked in front of his carriage, directly blocking the horse's progress.
For a moment, Ma'er was frightened by the murderous aura of that broadsword.
"Hush!"
Seeing this situation, the coachman had no choice but to rein in the horse to prevent it from running away in panic.
"Look where you are going!"
After successfully stopping Su Jinluo and his party, the man calling behind him rushed to the front of the carriage in the blink of an eye, completely stopping Su Jinluo and his party.
"My lord, please spare my life. I don't know why the common people have offended my lord. I hope your lord will not be upset."
Seeing the ferocious look of the person coming, the coachman's eyes flashed, his face turned pale, and he looked frightened.
"In that case, when I called you just now, why didn't you stop the car and instead kept driving forward? Do you have a guilty conscience?"
The person who came to stop you was a tall man in mysterious clothes, with thick black eyebrows, bright eyes, and a tall stature. Just standing there and staring at you would be enough to make people jump with fear.
"If you tell me back to the official, I really feel that I have been wronged."
The coachman said with a sad face:
"The little man didn't know that the person the official called just now was a common man, so the common man didn't care. I hope the master won't blame him."
The coachman held his hands together and apologized repeatedly, saying that he had not done it on purpose and hoped that the official would let him live.
"What's going on?"
After the carriage stopped, the people in the car heard a movement. Before the solemn man asked, the curtain was lifted, revealing the face of a young man.
"May I ask some of the great gentlemen, are you going to block the path of the common people to protect your safety?"
Lian Lian's eyes darkened and his voice was suppressed, rather like that of a young man. He even showed off his masculine demeanor without any hint of femininity.
"Male?"
Seeing the face emerging from the carriage and the obvious throat joint on the man's belly, the man's eyes flashed with seriousness:
"Who are the people sitting in the carriage with you?"
"When I go back to the lord, there are only three of me and my family in the car."