The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Chapter 2919: Chapter 2919: Saint Lord Endures Humiliation (3)

After arranging for Sun Si and his daughter, Yang Ruxin’s family began to pack their things, preparing to leave Quanzhou the next day.

But the two little guys, Dudu and Dongdong, were unhappy when they found out the pretty sister was leaving. They clung to Lun Dou and Huang Dou, refusing to let go, not even wanting to sleep.

"Then let’s stay another day," Gu Qingheng said rather generously. After all, they weren’t in a hurry, and that Saint Lord was still in Quanzhou. Staying an extra day might yield some results.

The two little ones immediately jumped for joy and then obediently went to sleep.

"Ah, being too pretty and cute is troublesome," Lun Dou sighed.

"That’s right, everyone loves her," Huang Dou nodded in agreement.

Hei Dou turned around and walked away, unable to watch the two sisters showing off.

The others couldn’t help but smile.

In a certain corner outside Quanzhou City.

The Saint Lord sat on a large stone, his leg wrapped in tattered cloth, clearly injured. There were only two people left by his side, and one of them was also injured, with one arm covered in blood.

"Damn it," the Saint Lord murmured for a while, then suddenly slapped a stone in front of him, sending it flying.

The two subordinates remained silent, not daring to speak.

After a long time, the Saint Lord managed to suppress his anger: "Did you send the message?"

The uninjured subordinate quickly nodded: "I sent it."

The Saint Lord took a deep breath and continued in silence. The message had been sent, so soon someone would come to assist.

Luckily, it was warm in Quanzhou. Although it was already September, it didn’t feel cold squatting outside.

About two hours later, there was finally a noise, followed by a strange call outside.

The Saint Lord’s eyes lit up.

The subordinate responded urgently with a shout.

Soon, a person ran in, kneeling on one knee: "Greetings, Saint Lord."

"Hmm," the Saint Lord struggled to stand up on one leg.

The uninjured subordinate quickly came to support him.

"The Young Master sent me to pick you up, Saint Lord," the person stood up but remained respectfully bent over, "please."

When the Saint Lord saw the baskets on the ox cart outside, he felt something was amiss: "What does this mean?"

"Saint Lord, Gu Qingheng has already sent many people to search for you. Even with disguises, it’s hard to escape their eyes, so you’ll have to endure this for a while."

Although the Saint Lord was displeased, he did not refuse. He couldn’t keep wandering in the countryside, especially since he was injured and needed a place to heal.

A quarter of an hour later, the ox cart creaked on the road, carrying three large bamboo baskets with lots of vegetables on top.

The Saint Lord sat in one of the bamboo baskets, surrounded by cabbage leaves, his face contorted in displeasure, but he refrained from knocking over the cabbages.

It was unclear how much time passed, but there was the sound of people talking outside; they had entered the city.

After a while, the cart finally stopped, and the driver talked to someone: "Greetings, Butler Wu, today’s vegetables are very fresh."

"Alright, just count the price as we agreed before, but I’ve just moved here, and I’m short on hands. You can deliver the vegetables to the backyard," Butler Wu said.

"Okay." The driver nodded and headed towards the back door with the cart.

At that moment, Yang Ruxin happened to walk out of the Du Family’s door with Du Juan.

"Madam is going out," the butler they had met next door greeted them with a smile.