This matter indeed needs to be resolved here, but how to do it specifically depends on knowing the identity of the other party.
"Tell Wang Chengen about this and let him find a way to find out the other party's identity. At least he must know whether he is an enemy or a friend." Lin Chong pondered.
Jonathan nodded: "This is easy to talk about. I will tell him later and find out who are those following us as soon as possible."
Lin Chong nodded, then gently stretched out his hand to rub his temples. Seeing this, Yuan Qingfang felt distressed and sat beside him, gently covering his other hand: "No matter who he is, I will not let him hurt you in front of me.
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Lin Chong patted her hand in turn: "I'm fine, don't worry, I'll be fine. I still want to save my life and be a loving couple with you that everyone admires, right?"
Yuan Qingfang blushed at his sudden impropriety, and Jonathan coughed twice: "Um, if it's nothing, I'll go down first..." After saying that, he stood up to leave.
"Wait..." Lin Chong finally recovered from his beauty: "I still have something to ask you, Old Qiao. King Huai should have sent someone to deal with me. Maybe not only him, but also King Rui and that Zhu Changcheng
, they should have sent people here, but they won’t be able to catch up with us for a while.”
Jonathan nodded: "Anyway, we are one night faster than them, which is enough to keep us apart."
Lin Chong touched his chin: "So they don't know exactly how we will go. There is more than one way to Nanjing."
Jonathan thought thoughtfully: "You mean... separate?"
Lin Chong nodded: "That's right, go out together. Remember that they have fewer manpower than us, so they need to keep a low profile. Also... transfer more than half of the Shadow Cavalry Guards."
Jonathan disagreed: "You mean you not only have to go out openly, but also move most people away? No, this is too dangerous."
Lin Chong spread his hands: "It's not dangerous. I still have you with me. The wood is also left behind. Wang Chengen will go there after he finds out those people. We will all meet up in Nanjing then."
Jonathan raised his eyebrows: "Even if you say that, the old eunuch won't agree."
Lin Chong smiled: "He really doesn't necessarily object! We can guess what they are thinking now, but they don't know me. According to normal thinking, they will think that I am the low-key one, not to mention following Wang Chengen and Da Penumbra.
Wei, I want to walk in a big way."
Jonathan couldn't help but shake his head and laugh at Lin Chong's childishness that appeared from time to time. In his mind, he couldn't help but overlap the shadows of him and the little boy he picked up at the airport and looked at him in confusion when he called him brother.
"Then you can discuss it with Wang Chengen yourself when he comes." Jonathan got off the carriage directly.
Lin Chong leaned back comfortably with his hand on his pillow: "Let me see what other means you can come up with to get this position."
Yuan Qingfang followed the example he had seen before and slowly massaged his head to relax the pressure. Lin Chong closed his eyes and grabbed Yuan Qingfang's cold hand and kissed it, with a harmless smile on his face.
Yuan Qingfang's hands are not as soft and weak as those of ordinary women. She has thin calluses on her hands due to holding swords all the year round, and the texture of her palms is slightly rougher than that of ordinary women. When she holds it, she feels like she is always wearing a hand.
With a slight chill.
But Lin Chong inexplicably likes to hold her hand. He has limited experience and is not sure whether the girl he likes will have such magic power in his hands.
As long as he gently holds these hands, his heart will feel inexplicably peaceful. No matter what kind of crisis he will face next, he will be fearless.
Yuan Qingfang watched as Lin Chong held his hand and his breathing gradually stabilized. She took a coat with her other hand and gently covered him, touching his quiet side face: "No matter what decision you make,
I will stand by your side, trust you unconditionally, and support you, forever."
Wen Shaoxue woke up early in the morning, her face was still dull. She didn't sleep well last night and was very dizzy this morning. Not long after she asked Liu'er to open the door, she heard a quarrel not far from the door.
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"If you don't hand it over, I'll beat you to death and let you steal my money bag."
"I was wrong. I'll give it back to you. I won't dare to do it again next time..."
There were very few people on the street early in the morning. Only a few vendors who had set up breakfast stalls looked curiously at this place.
Wen Shaoxue glanced at Liu'er: "Let's go and see what's going on. Why is there such a loud noise at our door."
When the two people walked to the door, they saw a fierce middle-aged man holding on to a thin and small child, scolding and kicking him. The child held his head and kept begging for mercy.
Liu'er frowned displeased and was about to walk up to the middle-aged man and pull him away: "What's wrong with you? He's just a child. He can't say anything properly. Look, you beat him up."
The middle-aged man's eyes widened: "This kid stole my money bag and I caught him in the act. If a little kid doesn't learn well, I am disciplining him for his parents. He should thank me."
Seeing that the child was beaten so miserably, Wen Shaoxue huddled up and sighed: "Brother, stealing things is indeed his fault, but beating him will not do you any good.
,otherwise……"
Before she could finish her words, the man said in a rough voice: "Can you be happy if I beat him to death? The money he stole was my wife's life-saving money. Shouldn't I teach him a lesson and stop meddling in other people's business?"
Liu'er rolled her eyes and said to herself that since it is your wife's life-saving money, why don't you hurry up and save your wife? You still have time to catch a thief here.
"Since you've got your life-saving money back, don't continue to be friends with him." Wen Shaoxue was worried that this little guy would be really broken by him after a while.
The middle-aged man stopped taking their words and continued to punch and kick people on the ground.
Wen Shaoxue wanted to go up and hold him, but suddenly a voice came from behind.
"Shopkeeper Wen? Liu'er? What's going on?"
Wen Shaoxue turned her head. It turned out to be the young master who came to choose rouge for his sister a few days ago. She didn't know how to explain the scene in front of her, so she could only point at the child: "Save him first, he is so young.
The child is going to be broken."
Zhu Changqing walked over and grabbed the man's hand that was about to be knocked down: "This brother, even if he wants to teach him a lesson, there must be a limit. Isn't it right to give him a chance to correct his evil ways?"
Zhu Changqing was half a head taller than the middle-aged man. Although his tone was gentle, there was a hint of impatience in his eyes. The middle-aged man saw that he had no chance of winning in a fight between the two, but he still refused to give up: "This little brat stole my
Money, I want to sell him and then people will repay my losses."
When Liu'er heard that he had such thoughts, she muttered angrily: "As for you, you deserve to be stolen. If you have any losses, you have to sell them to compensate!"
Zhu Changqing smiled when he heard Liu'er's words, stared at the middle-aged man impatiently, and whispered at a volume that only two people could hear: "I'll give you a stick of incense, get out of my sight immediately, otherwise I'm afraid