C19 (1/2)

The horse carriage sped along the road, arriving at the fork in the road.

Zhao Fan turned around and said: ”I'll have to trouble young lady, you know a way to hide.”

Wen Jiu opened the curtain of the carriage with one hand and saw that the sky was covered by dark clouds and big drops of rain were falling.

Both sides of the road were forest, and the dirt was mottled along the road. The road on the left led to the county, while the right led to the mountains.

Wen Jiu said in reverse, ”The mountain road is on the left, and the road to the city is on the right.”

This person's personality was known for being suspicious. He wouldn't believe it even if he said it. He only asked you to test it out. Actually, he already had an idea in his heart.

Sure enough, Zhao Fan dragged her out of the carriage, and fiercely stabbed her sword into the horse tail. Blood immediately flowed down, and the fierce horse roared at the sky, as it rushed towards the left path in a berserk manner.

Zhao Fan asked her: ”What is behind this mountain?”

”Behind the mountain is still a mountain.” Wen Jiu said: ”Once we enter this forest, we won't be able to find unfamiliar people even after three or four days.”

Changping County was located in a remote place, and in other words, it was a beautiful scenery.

”Let's go!”

Without choosing on the left and right, Zhao Fan dragged Wen Jiu into the forest.

The rain continued to fall harder and harder. The mountain road became more and more difficult for her to traverse, but she could only endure and continue forward.

With Zhao Fan's character, even if he were to kill her with a single slash, he would definitely not let her go.

After walking for two hours, they finally reached the top of the mountain. Anyone who passed by could see them clearly. The trees were washed away by the heavy rain, and the only sounds that could be heard were the rustling of leaves.

After finding a crack in the rock that could protect him from the wind and rain, Zhao Fan sat on top of it, holding his sword in one hand and using the Mountain Spring to wash his face in the other. He was even carrying a grey bag on his back, which looked unremarkable, but was actually able to make the prince carry something he couldn't let go of while he was escaping, it must be something precious.

Wen Jiu sat down three or four steps away from him. Zhao Fan felt that she wouldn't be able to escape, so he didn't mind her small movements. He turned his head and asked, ”How far is this place from Anyang City?”

Wen Jiu said: ”About a hundred miles.”

An Yang City used to be the territory of Great Yan, but a few years ago, the Great Jin Empire attacked and captured three cities. The Imperial Court sent people to negotiate for half a month and automatically cut out seven more cities before they stopped the Armoured Cavalry of Great Jin.

”You're not afraid of me.”

Zhao Fan suddenly changed the subject.

”You don't have to die just because you're afraid?”