The lady is reborn? The crazy villain kisses her forcefully and won't let go!

He lowered his head and gave the horse another smack on the rump.

The horse seemed to have just awakened and ran forward happily.

Fortunately, Yingqi is a good rider, otherwise he would have been thrown off by it if he wasn't careful.

Mu Luan hurried back to the camp among the woods. It was not until she dismounted and saw Yin Xin that she could not help but feel her legs go limp.

Yin Xin was startled and hurriedly reached out to support her young lady, "Miss, what's wrong with you!"

The hand she was holding with the young lady was suddenly stained with something sticky, and when she looked closely, it was actually blood.

"Miss, you are injured!" Yin Xinxin's heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Mu Luan panted softly, not caring about anything else, and said, "Let's talk about it after we go in."

Yinxin nodded quickly, helped her into the tent, and then quickly took out the medicine box.

Mu Luan sat on the chair and slowly spread out her fingers.

"Hiss," her mind relaxed and the pain swept over her, and she dared to let out a trembling cry.

In addition to the tips of the two fingers, the palm where the arrow feathers had passed was also oozing with blood.

Yin Xin looked at the wound on Mu Luan's hand, swallowed her throat in pain, and subconsciously stood up and said, "I will ask someone to notify the Second Young Master..."

"No need, my second brother should be with the prince's men at this time. It's just a minor injury. Just clean it up. No need to make a fuss."

Mu Luan was still calm, but Yin Xin was already at a loss and hurriedly opened the medicine box.

Looking at the maid's panic and recalling what had just happened, Mu Luan actually felt like he had survived a calamity.

When Yinxin applied medicine to her, her fingers couldn't stop shaking.

"How could the young lady be injured? Didn't the young lady go out with Prince Jing?"

Yinxin was full of doubts.

Early in the morning, she saw the young lady and Prince Jing riding away on horseback together. In the hazy mountain fog, she felt that their figures were as perfect as a couple from heaven.

But after more than an hour, the young lady came back injured, but there was no sign of Prince Jing.

Mu Luan remained silent, just staring blankly at a place in the tent.

Suddenly remembering the arrow that fell to the ground, Mu Luan's fingertips shrank slightly.

Yinxin took a towel in her hand and gently wiped the wound. Thinking that she had hurt the young lady, her breathing stagnated and she looked up at her nervously.

Then Mu Luan said urgently, "Go and get the quiver from the little red horse in front of the tent."

Yin Xin hesitated, "But, the young lady's injury is not yet..."

Mu Luan emphasized again: "Go and get the quiver first, quickly!"

Seeing the young lady's serious and anxious expression, Yinxin nodded, stood up and trotted out.

But when she came to the tent, she was stunned.

There was nothing in front of me, and there was no trace of the little red horse.

Yin Xin saw a guard of the Imperial Army standing not far from the tent, and quickly stepped forward and asked, "Brother Imperial Army, have you seen the little red horse that just stopped here?"

Yingchuan turned his head to look at her with a blank expression and shook his head.

He had just arrived, and the tent was empty, with nothing unusual.

However, just when he was not paying attention, his eyes inadvertently caught the towel held in the maid's hand.

There were obvious blood stains on the white towel.

His pupils suddenly shrank and he said to himself, "Oh no!"

He turned to Yin Xin and asked, "But what happened to Miss Mu?"

Yinxin bit her lip and glanced at the strange guard in front of her, her expression clearly showing something was wrong.

But she didn't say anything, just said: "The lady asked me to get the quiver from the little red horse, but for some reason, the little red horse disappeared."

Yingchuan frowned, raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on the tent where Mu Luan was, then turned around, searching for something keenly.

Yinxin saw him looking around and shaking his head, not knowing what he was looking at.

For some reason, I felt that he looked a bit like the dog that the young lady used to keep by her side.

She suppressed her inexplicable thoughts and did not notice the little red horse. She wondered if the groom had taken the little red horse to the stable.

Thinking of this, Yinxin didn't dare to delay and immediately went towards the stable.

But she didn't notice that after she turned around and walked a few steps away, Yingchuan seemed to have sensed something and quickly went in another direction.

A groom was sneaking around, leading his little red horse to a hidden place behind a large tree trunk.

At this moment, a man in tight clothes was waiting here.

The man was tall, with a strong skeleton. There was a scar on the left corner of his eye and across his rough eyebrows, which gave him an invisible sense of brutality.

He walked to the horse, threw the silver in his hand to the groom, and then took off the quiver tied to the horse's back.

Before leaving, he warned: "Remember, if you want to live, keep your mouth shut!"

The groom shook the silver in his hand and said with a greedy smile: "Don't worry, don't you know my mouth? It's harder to open than a clam."

"If the Mu family asks you later, you know what to say," the tight-fitting man threw another silver ingot at him.

The groom's eyes immediately became as eager as a cat seeing fresh fish. He took the silver and nodded teasingly, "Don't worry, I will do my job well."

The man in tight clothes didn't say anything more to him, just turned around and left with the quiver.

The groom bent his waist as if sending off the God of Wealth, and said, "Take care."

Watching him walk out of the forest, he lowered his head and kissed the two silver ingots like treasures, squinting his eyes and smiling, "I didn't expect that giving away a quiver would make so much money. If there were more such deals these days, I would make a fortune!"

Behind a tree trunk not far away, Yingchuan glanced at the groom who was secretly delighted, and his eyes followed the burly man.

Thinking that Miss Mu might be in danger, he was about to turn back when he heard the voice of a maid.

"Isn't this my young lady's horse?"

Yingchuan leaned over to look and saw that the person coming was the woman who had just spoken to him.

Seeing someone coming, the groom quickly turned aside and stuffed the silver into his arms, and asked politely, "This is Miss Mu's horse. May I ask who you are..."

Yin Xin explained, "I am my young lady's maid, and I am here to get the quiver."

Just now she was heading towards the stable, and halfway she met the Tiger Guard General under the general.

He said he had been stationed here and had not seen the little red horse she mentioned.

She turned around and started looking around the young lady's tent, and surprisingly she saw the little red horse.

It’s strange to say, there’s nothing but dead branches and rotten leaves on the ground, and no food or fodder. Why did the groom lead the horses here?

The doubt flashed across his mind, and Yin Xin didn't think much about it. He looked around the horse's back, but didn't see the quiver. "Where's the quiver?"

A cunning flashed across the groom's eyes, and he said seriously, "Oh, the quiver, it's here."

He walked to a shady place and took out the quiver he had prepared in advance.

Yinxin didn't know what her young lady wanted the quiver for, so she took the quiver and turned back.