The sun was slanting in the west, Yan Shiyi was very stable under the ground again, and he had enough confidence to speak, and he discussed with Yan that he wanted to go out and have a look.

Seeing that her daughter was in a stable shape and her complexion had improved a lot, Yan finally put her mind at ease, nodded, and called her youngest son to go out with her.

"Xiaoman, take care of your eldest sister, don't go far, go and come back quickly."

Yan Shiyi didn't know what illness the original owner had, which made Yan so worried, and asked Yan Xiaoman, but Xiaoman couldn't say clearly. It can probably be understood that the original owner fell into evil a few days ago, and he was drowsy and didn't think about eating and drinking all day. The Yan family had no money to ask a doctor to see a doctor, so they begged the goddess of the neighboring village to come over, and the goddess taught the Yan family to go to the village entrance every night to burn paper money, and asked the passing gods to bless their daughter with recovery.

There was a hurried thud from the nearby post road.

A golden-roofed canopy carriage stabbed diagonally from the post road towards the paddy fields at the entrance of the village.

The freshly watered rice paddies are like a mirror that can reflect the figure of a person.

The driver of the car shook his long whip and yelled in panic, and the frightened horse went crazy and listened to the command, rushed down the post road and fell into the paddy field.

The carriage rushed into the paddy field, as if breaking the mirror and cracking the water streaks. The horses stumbled and neighed, and the coachman was thrown into the paddy fields, unable to get up for half a day, and the carriage fell into the mud and crumbled.

"Xiaoman, go find someone to help."

Yan Shiyi quickly pulled up the corners of his skirt and ran towards the carriage. Yan Xiaoman was so shocked that he opened his mouth and stared, and only after looking at the fallen carriage did he react, spread his legs and ran towards the mountain behind the village.

The two men in the carriage had long been frightened, and the man hugged his wife tightly, his cheeks and lips trembling as the carriage went up and down, and his bones rolled out of the carriage.

Yan Shiyi helped the woman who was about to fall to the ground in time,

The man wiped a handful of muddy water from his face and reached out to take his wife's hand.

"County Lord, are you alright?"

Zhao Changye shook his head and didn't speak, subconsciously reached out to pull the back collar, and then straightened the lotus branch golden hairpin on his head.

Just in a flash, Yan Shiyi still saw a palm-sized red birthmark on the woman's side of her neck.

"Thank you, girl, for coming to the rescue."

Zhao Changye endured the frightened heartbeat, and his eyes fell on the half of Yan Shiyi's calf exposed under the rolled up cloth skirt. A pair of smooth and powerful calves, her eyes were stunned, and she couldn't believe that it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old country girl who saved their husband and wife.

"Madame is alright?"

Yan Shiyi asked tentatively.

Although Zhao Changye tried his best to control the expression on his face, his slightly frowning eyebrows still exposed the discomfort on his body. There was a heart-piercing pain in her arm, which made her forehead drenched in cold sweat, and she grabbed her husband Zhu Shiyuan's hand, and her nails almost cut into the flesh of Zhu Shiyuan's palm.

"County Lord, what's wrong with you?"

Finding that something was wrong with his wife, Zhu Shiyuan panicked, and he didn't care about tidying up the dark gauze hat that was crooked, and supported Zhao Changye with both hands.

"Madam, please don't move yet!"

With intuition, Yan Shiyi immediately judged that the woman's arm was dislocated.

"Does it hurt here?"

Zhao Changye bent his arms and nodded.

Yan Shiyi also nodded, and she hugged the woman's arm.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhu Shiyuan was eager to protect his wife, and he raised his hand to push Yan Shiyi away. Yan Shiyi has already skillfully helped the woman's bones return to their positions.

Hearing the news, Yan Ruhai, who came from the back mountain, ran to Yan Shiyi, made sure that his daughter was fine, and went with his eldest son Yan Chujiu to pull the carriage that fell in the paddy field.

When Yan heard that his daughter was going to stop the carriage that was frightened and rushed into the paddy field, he was so frightened that his face was like ashes, and he rushed to the field to find that his daughter was unscathed. While stroking her daughter's hair, she was distressed and blamed her daughter for not putting herself in danger, and hurriedly squatted down to help her daughter put down the corners of her skirt, and she didn't care about the muddy water on the corners of her skirt.

The Yan family secretly complained, now her daughter's reputation in the village is even worse, how can a woman stop a horse like a stout man!

Yan's series of care and reproaches for her daughter made the county lord Zhao Changye on the side can't hold her face, she is not a person who doesn't know gratitude, she looked left and right and felt that the girl who saved her was also lovely, so after thanking her for the grace of rescue, she sincerely invited Yan Shiyi to go to Fuchun Garden with her as a guest.

Hearing the three words of Fuchunyuan, the villagers who rushed to help showed surprise and admiration.