GTB Chapter 29

Chapter 29: The person I save will definitely live to a ripe old age.

Jiang Jiuchu buried her small head in Song Fuge’s chest, shaking her head and sobbing, “It’s not late, Brother Fu, you’re not late.”

“Master, how should we deal with the bodies?”

A subordinate stepped forward, cupping his fist at Song Fuge and asking.

Song Fuge turned his head, his icy gaze falling on the white-clad man, his voice harsh, “Throw them to where wolves and wild beasts roam.”

“Wait…”

Jiang Jiuchu quickly moved away from Song Fuge’s chest, raising her head and saying, “Brother Fu, the hairpin you gave me is still on him.”

“Forget it, we don’t want anything touched by the dead. Another day, Brother Fu will give you one exactly the same.”

Jiang Jiuchu felt a bit disgusted by Song Fuge’s words, but she still wanted to get the hairpin back.

After all, she was equally disgusted with her things being on a dead person.

“Brother Fu, please get it back! I’ll soak it in salt water when I get back, and then put it in the sun to get rid of any bad luck.”

Seeing her insistence, Song Fuge instructed a subordinate beside him, “Go search for the hairpin.”

“Yes.” The man accepted the order and quickly ran over to search, soon returning with the hairpin.

Jiang Jiuchu was about to reach out to take it when Song Fuge preempted her, taking the hairpin and putting it in his sleeve. “I’ll help you take it back to clean, and I’ll also help you replace the silver needles inside.”

With that, he took Jiang Jiuchu’s hand, “Let’s go, we’re going back.”

“Okay,” Jiang Jiuchu replied, squeezing Song Fuge’s hand. His warm palm made her feel incredibly secure.

After taking only a few steps, Song Fuge suddenly let go of her hand, coming in front of her and bending down. “Get on, I’ll carry you.”

Jiang Jiuchu looked at the back bent in front of her, as if it were a mountain that could give her endless security, and she couldn’t help but lean on it.

She wrapped her arms around Song Fuge’s neck, resting her small face on his shoulder, murmuring softly,

“Brother Fu, you saved me again. If it weren’t for you today, I would have died.”

Hearing Jiang Jiuchu’s words, Song Fuge’s heart skipped a beat, and he immediately said, “Don’t talk nonsense, the person I save will definitely live to a ripe old age.”

His steps were light, no longer as strenuous as when he was a young, inexperienced boy.

“Yeah, but if it weren’t for Brother Fu saving me this time, I definitely wouldn’t have escaped.”

Jiang Jiuchu thought that if it weren’t for Song Fuge today, her innocence would have been ruined tonight, and she didn’t know if she would have the courage to live on.

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered the dead girl and quickly said to Song Fuge:

“Brother Fu, there was another girl who was captured, but… she’s dead. She’s up ahead, please take her back and hand her over to the authorities so her family can take her back and bury her!”

Hearing this, Song Fuge’s eyes flickered. He didn’t want to expose his identity by sending the person to the Seventh Prince’s residence, as he knew Yu Qin was from there.

He also didn’t want to send the person to the government, otherwise, whether it was the government or the Seventh Prince, they would definitely interrogate his Hidden Pavilion people in every possible way, and he didn’t want to cause unnecessary trouble.

He said, “What happened today must not be leaked, it will damage your reputation. You have never seen that woman, after all, we don’t know where she came from. If her family suspects us without asking questions, or digs to the bottom of the reason, then the fact that you were kidnapped today will spread like wildfire.”

“So, remember, you were not kidnapped today, you stayed in the temple’s guest room the whole time, you don’t know anything.”

“As for that girl, don’t worry, her family will soon come looking for her and take her away.”

Jiang Jiuchu knew that the kidnapping couldn’t be publicized, but she didn’t expect that even having Song Fuge take the person out wouldn’t work.

But since Brother Fu said so, she naturally had to listen. She sighed and replied softly, “I understand.”

The sun was setting, and the sky was getting dim.

In the guest room in the backyard of Ning Yin Temple, a plate of vegetarian food that had long gone cold was placed on the wooden table, untouched.

At this time, there were only Madam Ye and Lu Luo in the room. Governess Cui had already been sent back by Madam Ye to secretly notify Jiang Yuan.

Lu Luo looked at Madam Ye pacing back and forth anxiously, as if she was about to rush out of the room at any moment. “Madam, don’t be too anxious. Young Master Fu said he will definitely bring Miss back before dawn.”

Madam Ye didn’t say anything. She didn’t place all her hopes on Song Fuge, whom she had never met. She was waiting for her husband to send someone back to her with news.

But she was even more worried that Chu’er had been missing for an afternoon. Having fallen into the hands of a flower thief for so long, she was afraid that the worst had already happened. The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became.

Suddenly, there was a soft knock on the door, followed by Governess Cui’s voice, “Madam, it’s this old servant.”

Hearing this, Madam Ye hurried to the door, and Lu Luo quickly stepped forward to open it.

“How is it?” Madam Ye asked anxiously, looking at Governess Cui who had entered.

“Madam, Master has already sent people to secretly contact the Shadow Gate, and Princess Qingya has also sent the secret guards from her side to the Young Master. The Young Master has already taken people to look for her.”

Madam Ye nodded, not feeling much relieved by Governess Cui’s words. These were all within her expectations.

The room was silent for a moment, the three mistresses all looking grave, knowing that a flower thief was different from others, and that if it took too long, her innocence might be lost.

At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and from the outskirts of the mountains near Ning Yin Temple came a woman’s sweet, soft voice, “Brother Fu, please put me down! Aren’t you tired?”

“I’m not tired. I deliberately waited for it to get dark before walking slower, so that no one will notice when we return to the temple in the dark. Hold on tight, I’ll fly you out now.”

“Oh…”

Before Jiang Jiuchu could finish speaking, a black shadow landed in front of them. “Who’s there?”

The familiar voice startled Jiang Jiuchu, and then her eyes lit up. She immediately shouted, “Brother, it’s me.”

Song Fuge, who was about to strike, heard Jiang Jiuchu’s shout and quickly retracted his loosened right hand.

“Chu’er.” Hearing his sister’s voice, Jiang Jiuche’s face lit up. He immediately stepped forward, looked at the man carrying his sister, and showed vigilance. “Who are you?”

“Brother, he’s Brother Fu, he saved me.” Jiang Jiuchu heard her brother’s question and quickly replied.

Jiang Jiuche naturally knew who the Brother Fu in his sister’s mouth was, but he had never met Song Fuge. When he sent the invitation last time, he had only seen his subordinate.

He quickly took a step back, looking at the man’s somewhat unclear features in the dark, cupped his hands and thanked, “Thank you, Young Master Fu, for saving my sister.”

“You’re welcome.” Song Fuge put Jiang Jiuchu down and said, “Go back to the temple with your brother!”

“Brother Fu.” Seeing that Song Fuge was about to leave, Jiang Jiuchu subconsciously grabbed his arm.