TNIBFT -Chapter 344 The End – You Must Have Spoken Too Loudly

Ye Shuangxue rocked the child in her arms with practiced ease, her voice soft and gentle: “Oh, Zhuang Zhuang, don’t be afraid. Sister is here to fight the bad guys!”

“Sister will protect you. Don’t be afraid, Zhuang Zhuang… don’t be afraid…”

The carriage driver twitched at the corner of his mouth.

This ragged little girl, holding a child dressed in fine, embroidered clothes, and calling herself “sister”?

And her skills were so sharp… clearly, this young girl was no ordinary child!

The driver’s eyes darted around. He wanted to plead, but no sound would come out of his mouth. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

Ye Shuangxue hugged Zhuang Zhuang tightly and glared at the driver with disgust: “It’s you!”

“You must have spoken too loudly just now and scared my little brother! You little bastard, it’s all your fault!”

Ye Shuangxue’s voice was filled with anger.

The driver’s eyes went wide. Since entering the carriage, he hadn’t said a single word, and now she was claiming he scared the child? This was more unjust than Dou E’s case…

The child was clearly just hungry, okay?

But he couldn’t explain. The driver looked utterly helpless.

“I guess you’re not a good person either!”

“Here’s what we’ll do: I’ll kill you first, to punish evil and protect the people!” Ye Shuangxue continued. The driver froze.

The next moment—

The little girl, no more than seven or eight years old, raised her hand. A snowflake-shaped throwing dart shot precisely into his thigh. Blood gushed, and the driver trembled in pain. The plum blossom-shaped dart was exquisitely crafted, clearly very valuable. This time, he’d run into a brick wall.

“Get off!” Ye Shuangxue kicked him, sending him tumbling from the carriage. She sat outside the carriage, holding the reins, and looked triumphantly at the driver: “When someone comes chasing, remember to tell them that Zhuang Zhuang is with me!”

“In half a year, I’ll bring Zhuang Zhuang back. No need to look for me!”

“Goodbye!”

With that, the little girl swung her whip, the horses neighed, and the carriage raced across the open ground.

“Wake up!”

“Wake up!”

No one knew how long had passed. The driver was frozen stiff, teetering on the edge of consciousness, when someone slapped his face.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The torchlight flickered, revealing a group of fierce-looking guards from the Imperial Army standing before him. The driver jolted, gaining a little clarity.

The wound on his leg had gone numb. He tried to get up.

From the crowd, a short but sturdy military officer stepped forward, clad in golden armor. He stared wide-eyed at the snowflake dart in the driver’s leg, exclaiming excitedly: “Where is the princess?”

“The princess? Where is she?”

“Where did she go?”

Princess?

The driver felt his head spinning; he couldn’t process it.

“That was the princess’s secret weapon—I taught her how to use it! You bastard, what did you do to the princess and the little prince?” Old Yang shouted furiously, drawing his long sword, ready to strike.

The driver collapsed on the ground, shivering with fear: “I… I don’t know…”

“She said… she said she took Zhuang Zhuang away, and that’s it!”

“Really! I really don’t know anything, Military Officer!”

His carriage had even been stolen—wasn’t he the victim here? Who could he possibly complain to?

Old Yang squinted toward the dark wasteland, then reluctantly lowered his sword and said to the others: “Go back and report. I’ll head to Eastern City to get Lin Xianzhong’s help!”

Old Yang couldn’t relax. After all, Ye Shuangxue was only eight years old.

The child he had raised with his own hands had run off with a one-and-a-half-year-old toddler. Both children were raised entirely by him, fed and cared for from infancy. He couldn’t help worrying!

…

Meanwhile, in the Imperial Palace of Great Zhou.

Inside the imperial palace, panic ran rampant, chaos everywhere. Qin Fengyi’s heart ached—her daughter had disappeared along with her youngest son. Doubling over in worry, she clutched her belly and paced back and forth in the main hall.

“Mother, Zhuangzhuang sticks to Second Sister every day. He’ll be fine,” Xiao Jiang said soothingly.

Beside him, Ye Yunting also spoke up, “Shuangxue is already a fifth-tier expert. Ordinary people aren’t a match for her, and she’s clever. She’ll be fine.”

Qin Fengyi frowned. “No matter how skilled, she’s still a child. And she’s taking an even smaller one with her!”

“I must go find her myself!”

After a moment’s hesitation, Qin Fengyi was about to step out. Ye Tian hurried forward to block his wife. “You’re about to give birth. I’ll go!”

“You’ll go?”

Qin Fengyi’s eyes flickered, wary. She knew too well that people in Sifang City were still waiting for Ye Tian.

She sighed. “Children grow beyond their mother’s control. Keeping her bound in the palace makes her unhappy and unwilling. If she can dig a dog hole today, she’ll find another way tomorrow.”

“So, let her go,” Ye Tian said calmly.

Qin Fengyi looked at him in disbelief. Ye Tian continued, “In this world, which city doesn’t have someone loyal to us? With a secret order, who in any city would dare not protect my daughter wholeheartedly?”

“Rest easy,” he added.

“Besides, there’s Senior Sun. I’ve already contacted him. He’ll be the happiest to know Shuangxue has left the palace.”

Hearing the name Sun Wuji, Qin Fengyi finally felt reassured.

Seeing that Second Sister could leave the palace so easily without angering her parents, Xiao Jiang’s eyes darted around, and he sneaked a glance at his older brother.

The brothers exchanged a look, meaning unclear.

“Mother, you still have me, Xiao Jiang. I’m going nowhere. I’ll always stay with you!” Eight-year-old Xiao Jiang, with his refined features and princely demeanor, hugged Qin Fengyi’s arm affectionately.

Qin Fengyi tenderly ruffled her son’s hair.

Ye Yunting stepped forward, bowing respectfully to Qin Fengyi and Ye Tian. “Father, Mother, I want to go back to Sifang City to see my teacher. Zhao Kang wrote saying his health is getting worse day by day. I want to see him.”

Ye Tian nodded. “Early tomorrow, Duan Qingshan will accompany you back.”

Huh?

Xiao Jiang froze.

Just like that?

He pursed his lips. He was about to speak when Qin Fengyi grabbed his hand, smiling with relief. “Your older brother and Second Sister have gone. Only Xiao Jiang remains by Mother’s side. You wouldn’t want to leave her alone, would you?”

“How could I?”

Xiao Jiang twitched at the corner of his mouth. He wanted to heal people, to go out and promote the legacy of Medicine King Valley!

Xiao Jiang was resigned.

Qin Fengyi smirked mischievously, looking at Ye Tian. The couple exchanged matching sly smiles as they watched the conflicted Xiao Jiang.

…

At this moment, in Lindong City:

Old Yang knocked on the door in the middle of the night, as if conducting a raid.

Lin Xianzhong cursed as he threw on his clothes, rushing out to meet Old Yang. Old Yang was clad in armor. Lin Xianzhong sized him up. “Another war?”

“Or that fool trying to rebel again?”

“No!”

Old Yang cut straight to the point: “Shuangxue is gone. She took the little prince and disappeared. She wasn’t in your Lindong City!”

“What?”

Lin Xianzhong was so shocked that the cloak on his shoulders fell to the ground. Eyes wide with fear, he cautiously asked, “Does Ye Tian know?”

“What do we do now?”

Panicking, Lin Xianzhong clapped his hands. Feng Jiaojiao rushed over from the back yard, shouting, “What else can we do but mobilize the city’s troops and search?”

“Shuangxue is so young. Her parents are far too careless!”

“That comment could get you executed!” Lin Xianzhong muttered helplessly.