"Uncle Ning, what's wrong?" Cui Xiaoxin asked with concern when she saw Ning Xin Hai's grim expression.
"I'm fine." Ning Xin Hai hurriedly collected himself and said, "Miss, let's go back."
"All right." Supported by the two maids, Cui Xiaoxin climbed into the carriage.
Tao Hong and Liu Lü sat on either side of Cui Xiaoxin as the carriage creaked toward Tiandu City.
"Miss, are you all right?" Tao Hong was observant. Seeing Cui Xiaoxin's gloomy expression, she asked in a low voice.
"I'm fine." Cui Xiaoxin shook her head.
"Miss Chenxi is blessed by heaven, and Old Immortal Song personally went to save her. She'll definitely be fine." Thinking Cui Xiaoxin was worried about Song Chenxi's condition, Liu Lü comforted her.
"I'm fine." Cui Xiaoxin gently shook her head.
She was indeed worried about Song Chenxi's condition. Song Chenxi's body was far too weak. After speaking only a few sentences, she had already grown so tired that she fell asleep. Perhaps those rumors were not groundless after all. Perhaps Chenxi truly would not survive this winter.
However, what she was thinking about now was the purpose behind Song Gudú's words to her.
Everyone is important. Chenxi is important too. What exactly did that mean? Cui Xiaoxin was cautious by nature, but her thoughts were extremely fine and perceptive. She felt that Song Gudú's words had been pointing at something.
Seeing that the young lady had no interest in speaking, the two maids did not dare disturb her thoughts any further.
The sky had darkened, and the night wind was biting cold.
There were no pedestrians on the road, nor any other sounds. The only thing they could hear was the wheels grinding over the dirt.
Creak, creak.
On the way back to the city, they had to cross a