Chapter Seventy-Four: Saving People
Tong Jiayan followed the water source and ran all the way to the valley.
She remembered something that Ning Zhi had told her.
In the twenty-seventh year of Yonghe, Ning Zhi said that when he first came to Jinling, he rescued a child who had fallen from a cliff in a lake in a valley.
The child couldn't speak, so he took the child to roast the fire on the shore, and waited for someone to look for him, and he waited for Xiao Shizi from the Yongning Marquis Mansion.
Tong Jiayan ran to the depths of the valley, and there was indeed a bottomless lake here.
The water of the lake split into two branches and flowed to the other place, forming the stream they had seen on their outing.
The lake is deep, turquoise in color, and the surface of the water is calm.
She didn't know if the Young Master An of the Yongning Marquis Mansion had fallen into the water at this moment.
She didn't see Ning Zhi's figure either.
There is an eagle hovering in the sky in the middle of the valley.
Tong Jiayan raised his head and looked at the sky.
The eagle overhead hovered and seemed to be flying lower and lower.
Soon, the eagle rushed towards an old tree that had grown out of the cliff.
"Sassy."
The old tree was slammed.
Several leaves fell.
There were also stones that fell and smashed into the water, making small splashes.
Tong Jiayan narrowed his eyes and looked at the old tree.
The bare trunk of the tree, with only scattered leaves, seemed to have a small round black ball glued to it.
The trunk of the tree swayed, and the ball crumbled with it.
She suddenly realized something, and was about to open her mouth.
I saw that the eagle flew towards the ball again, and there was another burst of eagle flying leaves, only to hear a crunching sound, the lonely trunk could not support the weight of the ball and the eagle's attack, and it was split in two from the middle and broken.
The ball fell from the sky with half of the branch in his arms, and the whirring wind blew violently in his ears, and he opened his eyes wide in horror, biting his lip, and still holding on to the life-saving trunk in his arms.
With a "plop", Tong Jiayan jumped into the lake first.
There was another "plop", and the ball fell into the lake with a branch, splashing a huge white splash.
Tong Jiayan swam over.
The ball undulated with the branches, kicking its feet wildly.
A pair of hands wrapped around him.
He closed his eyes and pedaled faster.
Something seemed to be kicked in the blur.
Tong Jiayan dragged him ashore.
Both of them were wet.
Tong Jiayan took a few breaths and went to pat Xiao Ping'an's face again.
He clutched the branch in his arms, felt his breathing return to normal, someone was patting his face, and softly said to him: "Wake up, wake up......"
Xiao Ping'an slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing you see is a pair of blurry eyes.
There were droplets of water dripping down the corners of his eyes.
He immediately closed his eyes again.
"It's okay."
He heard someone breathe a sigh of relief.
Tong Jiayan looked around, fortunately there was sunshine here, otherwise the two of them would have to freeze to death.
"What about your family? There was such a big battle just now looking for you, why didn't anyone see you now? ”
Tong Jiayan said, turned his head, and the child was so frightened that he immediately closed his eyes again.
She chuckled softly and sat up with him in her arms.
Xiao Ping'an hung his head motionless.
"Is it cold or not?"
Tong Jiayan asked him, but he didn't answer.
Fortunately, Qingju quickly came over, and saw that she was soaked, and there was an equally soaked child beside her, so she couldn't help but say with concern and complaint: "Why did you run away without saying a word?" What if something happens? ”
As he spoke, he took off his gown and put it on for her.
"Clothe him."
Tong Jiayan waved his hand and asked Qingju to help Xiao Ping'an take off his wet clothes first.
Qingju was reluctant, and when she reached out to touch Xiao Ping'an, the other party still hid and didn't let her touch her.
Qingju: "......"
"Whose child is this?" Qingju looked depressed.
Xiao Ping'an still lowered his head and didn't speak, but leaned closer to Tong Jiayan.
Tong Jiayan remembered those rumors about Young Master An of the Marquis of Yongning, and sighed in his heart.
She took the clothes in Qingju's hand, turned to Xiao Ping'an and said, "You are good, if you don't change your wet clothes, you will catch a cold." Let's put on this sister's clothes first, and I'll send you home later, okay? ”
Although Xiao Ping'an didn't speak, he didn't resist her touch.
Tong Jiayan thought it was funny, and while helping him take off his wet clothes and change into dry clothes, he asked Qingju to pick him up.
He was a little reluctant at first, pursing his lips and sullen.
Qingju also looked unhappy: "Oh, why are you not cute at all, you think I want to hug you?" If it weren't for my young lady asking me to hug you, I wouldn't have bothered to hug you. ”
provoked Tong Jiayan with a helpless white eye.
"Okay, Qingju, don't talk angry with children." Tong Jiayan wanted to appease Xiao Ping'an again, "I'm also wet, so I can't hug you, otherwise my clothes will get wet again, so let this sister carry you away, okay?" ”
Xiao Ping'an quickly glanced up at her, and immediately lowered his head.
The branch he was holding in his arms had been taken away by Tong Jiayan, and there was no object that could support his sense of security, so he could only unconsciously clasp his fingers.
Tong Jiayan glanced back at Mingyougu again.
The person who was supposed to appear has not appeared until now, and the person who should have been saved has still been rescued, but the person who saved people has become her.
"Leave someone here, if you find someone...... There's a man here, remember to leave someone behind, and come back and tell me at once. ”
Back at the place where the carriage was parked, Tong Jiayan immediately explained that he would leave someone to guard Mingyougu.
Tong Jiaqi and the others didn't leave, and when they saw her come back soaking wet, there was a little doll in Qingju's arms, and they all opened their eyes wide, wondering what was going on.
"Hurry up and change your clothes."
There were spare clothes in the carriage, Tong Jiayan changed his clothes, and the others got back into the car.
"Where did this kid come from?"
Tong Jiaqi stared at Xiao Ping'an, who was silent, Qingju still held him and didn't let go, until this moment he reacted to his sore hands, and hurriedly put him in the carriage.
"Why do I think this kid looks familiar?" Tian Jiaojiao sent a question that hit the soul directly.
Xiao Ping'an still didn't move, and he didn't even raise his head.
"The nephew of the county lord of Mingzhu, the son of Xiao Shizi, and the grandson of the Marquis of Yongning."
Every time Tong Jiayan said a word, the eyes of the people on the other side widened.
"Let's go to the Hou Mansion." Tong Jiayan raised his head and said to Tong Jiaqi, "Send the child back to someone first." ”
As soon as her words fell, Xiao Ping'an reacted a little.
He moved his neck slightly, as if trying to turn around.
But for some reason, the idea was interrupted halfway through.
Tian Jiaojiao and Ji Xiaoqiao both got into the Tong family's carriage, and the carriage suddenly seemed crowded.
The maids did not come up, but sat in the next carriage.
Tong Jiayan poured a glass of water by himself and fed it to Xiao Ping'an's mouth.