Be Careful General's Wife!

Song Ziling recalled the picture that uncle was making sugar man just now, and suddenly he was not greedy.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way..."

"Oh, yes..."

"Ah..."

"Bang..."

Suddenly, there was a tumbling voice from the front, and the people in front of him gave way. Shen Wan is also busy pulling ling'er's hand and song Ziling's collar, avoiding to one side.

When Shen Wan'er saw the carriage, he let the pedestrian pass by. The people on the carriage pulled the reins with great effort, but the horse that was dragging the carriage still ran forward in a gallop. It was obvious that the horse was out of control.

When the carriage was nearer, Shen Wan found that the driver was still her acquaintance.

"Mu Qing?" No mistake, the driver is Mu Qing.

Since the driver is Mu Qing, the man sitting in the carriage naturally left Murong. His weak body could not stand such a toss.

"Yes?" Wu Yi looked at Shen Wan and asked, "do you want to help?"

Shen Wan quickly nodded his head and said, "help, of course, is to help."

"Let's go..." As soon as they were about to move, Zhang San was like an arrow that took off his bow and flew out.

Seeing Wu Yi, he flew to the front of the horse. He held the horse's neck, drew out the knife from his waist, and turned it around the horse's neck.

Before the blood gushed out, the horse fell to the ground.

Mu Qing stood on the shaft, stabilized the carriage, looked at the horse on the ground, and said in his heart, "what a fast knife."

After the horse fell to the ground, it took a moment for blood to flow from its neck.

Shen Wan hurriedly walks over to see if Murong Li is in trouble.

Zhang San and others swallow and saliva, but also quickly follow up.

"Son of a generation." Mu Qing raised the curtain of the car, and saw that the carriage was in a mess. The teapot was broken and the tea was scattered all over the ground.

Murong Li, with his hair and clothes in disorder, was sitting against the wall of the car, but his face was pale and ugly.

"MuQing, is your master OK?" Shen Wan asked, standing under the carriage.

Mrs. Shen? Mu Qing turned her head and saw Shen Wan and others who were surrounded by the carriage. The woman who had just helped out stood with them and thought that this woman should be Mrs. Shen's. It is also because of Mrs. Shen that she will help.

"There seems to be something wrong." The son of his family is like this. It doesn't look like it's OK.

Shen Wan looked around and said, "it's not far from Jishi hall. It's better to take your master to Jishi hall and find Qi Yan first."

"Good!"

Murong helped the weak Murong Li out of the carriage. Seeing Shen Wan, Murong Li called: "Madam Shen..."

Shen Wan looked at him and said, "stop talking and try to keep your breath steady." She said, "go and recite Murong Shizi."

"Oh, good!" Zhang San gave it to other brothers.

"No," said Mu Qing, "Madame song, help me to hold some of my sons. I will carry them." Their family's son is a purist and doesn't like to be touched by others.

Zhang San touched his nose awkwardly. He felt that he was rejected.

"Oh," Shen Wan walked forward two steps, raised his hand and grasped Murong Li's arm, so as not to fall after Murong got off the carriage.

While supporting the master, Mu Qing got off the carriage and stood under the carriage with his back to the master. Murong left slowly to the back of Mu Qing.

After that, Shen Wan left a soldier to clean up the mess and went to Jishi hall with Murong Li.