Wear books to become a villain’s bride, and a miracle doctor takes him into space to be exiled

Yan Xiu and Yan Ruoyu were sitting in the carriage. They were thrown to the left side of the carriage and to the right side of the carriage.

Both of them were bruised and swollen from the collision, and they pulled hard on the edge of the window to barely avoid being thrown out of the car.

"Stop, stop quickly." Yan Xiu shouted.

The coachman shouted louder than him: "I can't stop, sir, help me, I'm going to die."

The carriage rushed into the river and was instantly submerged.

Yan Xiu and Yan Ruoyu were extremely frightened. Could it be that their father and daughter were going to die here today?

Both of them screamed without caring about their image.

"Help, help."

Although the servants were not very willing to serve them, they were still their servants after all, and they still had to do their best to save them.

Even if they are not rescued, the packages on them must be rescued.

The servants ran towards the river, shouting as they ran.

"Master, I'm here to save you."

"Master, please hold on a little longer and hold on steady."

"Master, don't be afraid, I will definitely rescue you."

……

The servants shouted louder than the others, all trying to gain favor in front of Yan Xiu.

Yan Xiu is still powerful in the court, and he may be reinstated one day.

No matter how unwilling they are, they still have to serve him. There is at least no harm in gaining his favor.

Yan Xiu and Yan Ruoyu yelled for a while, and suddenly realized that they were not submerged in the water.

The two came to their senses and stepped out of the carriage that was half submerged in the water.

It turned out that the river was only half a dozen people deep, and the carriage was only half flooded.

The servants were speechless and believed more and more what Yan Ruoli said before.

What skills can these ladies with riches and riches have?Falling into the water is so scary.

Why shouldn't the water be deeper enough to drown them?

The servants worked hard to pull Yan Xiu and Yan Ruoli ashore, and then also pulled the carriage ashore.

Fortunately, the carriage was not completely damaged, but a few more wooden boards were washed away, making it more ventilated.

The two old horses were frightened and kept neighing.

A gust of wind blew, making Yan Xiu's body feel cold, and then he realized that his clothes were soaked through.

He cursed angrily at the servant next to him: "Are you blind? Didn't you see that my clothes are wet, sir? Why don't you bring dry clothes quickly?"

The servant hurriedly found Yan Xiu's package, but found that all the clothes were wet.

"Master, there are no dry clothes."

Yan Xiu became even more angry and cursed: "Where are your own clothes? Give me something dry."

The servants looked at each other.

They had just come to rescue people and carriages, and they were all wet.

A servant rummaged through the package for a long time and finally found a piece of clothing that was not too wet, took it out and handed it to Yan Xiu.

"Sir, I have something dry here. It's just something I wore and hasn't been washed yet. Do you want to make do with it?"

Yan Xiu took the clothes, and the smell of sweat hit his nose, making him burst into tears.

He stuffed the clothes back into the servant's hand, waved his hand and said, "That's it, wear it for a while and then dry it."

Fortunately, the weather in Nanzhou is on the hot side, and it is not yet the hottest period. Although the wind is blowing, it is still bearable.

Yan Xiu didn't even have clothes to wear, let alone Yan Ruoyu.

Not only was she afraid of the cold, she was also worried that wet clothes would stick to her body, which would be too embarrassing.

She had already noticed that several servants were watching her secretly.

She pulled out a cloak and put it on her body, covering herself.

The cloak was also wet, but fortunately it didn't cling to her body.

"Hurry up and get to Nanzhou early to buy dry clothes." Yan Xiu ordered.

But the servants looked left and right: "Hey, where is the coachman? Why is the coachman missing?"

After hearing this, Yan Xiu realized that the coachman was indeed missing.

As the carriage rushed toward the river, the driver shouted louder than anyone else.After the carriage was flooded, they seemed to have stopped hearing the coachman's voice.

"The coachman drowned? He was swept away by the water?"

"The water is not very deep. Neither the master nor the young lady drowned. How could the coachman drown?"

"What are you talking about? The master and lady are inside the carriage, so the water should be shallower. The coachman is outside, so it is easy to fall into the water."

"Yes, although the water is not deep, it is very fast. The driver must have been washed away by the water."

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The servants talked to each other, and in the end they all agreed that the coachman had been washed away by the water, and it was unlikely that he would survive.

Little did they know that a pair of eyes in a deep clump of water plants not far away was watching them.

The owner of those eyes is none other than the coachman.

The coachman sneered and cursed: "Dog officials, dog slaves, make you look down on people. Just enjoy it tonight. I only pitied my two horses, who suffered from the flooding, but fortunately they were not injured."

Yan Xiu also believed that the driver was washed away by the water.

Otherwise, how could such a person who is afraid of death have no voice at all?

He asked one of the servants who could drive a carriage to take over from the driver and drive the carriage on the road.

The carriage creaked and continued toward the city.

Because the carriage fell into the river, a lot of time was wasted. When they arrived at the city gate, it was already dark and the city gate was closed.

Yan Xiu asked someone to call the city gate, but the officers and soldiers inside refused to open the door.

"The city gate is closed and no one is allowed to enter. You can enter the city again tomorrow morning."

"We are none other than Mr. Yan, the distinguished guests of your Mr. Fan. Why don't you open the city gate quickly to welcome us?"

"What's wrong with being a distinguished guest? How can a distinguished guest come to the door after dark? Come on, don't make any more noise. I'll shoot you to death if you make any more noise."

"Blind your dog eyes and take a closer look at who we are?"

"Oh, you're a beggar? He's dressed in rags, driving a broken carriage, and he has the nerve to call himself a distinguished guest. Who are you kidding?"

"Whether he is an honored guest or not, you can inform Mr. Fan and you will know."

"Master Fan must be drinking and having fun with his concubine in his arms right now. I don't dare to disturb her. Don't ask for a beating."

"Master Fan must be waiting for us now. If something goes wrong, can you afford it?"

"Get out of here, stop lying to people. If you don't leave, I will really shoot you to death."

Before the servant could speak, he heard the sound of wind blowing in the sky, and then, an arrow was stuck on the ground in front of him.

The servant was frightened and backed away quickly.

Yan Xiu saw that the officers and soldiers guarding the city refused to believe it and refused to report it, so he had no choice but to say: "Let's move back a little and wait for a while. Maybe Fan Xuan will come out to look for us after a while."

Yan Xiu didn't expect that they had been waiting all night.

Above the city wall, Yan Ruoli, Shi Xuan, two villagers, and a group of officials were watching the fun.

Seeing the embarrassment of Yan Xiu and others, a group of people couldn't help but smile.

"You deserve it." Shi Xuan cursed.

Do you really think it was an accident?

Of course not, in fact, everything was arranged by them.

He traveled to several villages and finally found the dilapidated but barely drivable carriage, which he specially provided to Yan Xiu.

As for the carriage falling into the river, it was not an accident, but the driver deliberately drove it into the river.

The coachman is a good driver of the carriage. He can drive the carriage wherever he wants.

The villager who reported the news supported the injured villager and said, "They beat my brother like this. He really deserves it."

Yan Ruoli comforted him and said: "Don't be angry, it will make your brothers angry. Look, they will be tortured again soon."