Chapter 128

Chapter 128

“Look at you. Sure, your name has the character Sun in it, but that doesn’t mean you should really act like some spineless little bastard. How can you turn around and bite the hand that feeds you?”

Sun Zhe glared at Song Jin with hatred in his eyes. “And what kind of good person are you? What right do you have to talk about me? Don’t forget, you used to work under the Barbarian Prince!”

“Heh. Ji Yan’an, that idiot, still thinks so highly of you. He probably wouldn’t even know when he’d been sold out. Compared to me, you, Song Jin, are far more likely to betray him!”

Song Jin was completely unmoved by his words.

“Me? It’s true I’m not exactly a good person, but I do have one virtue. Whatever line of work I’m in, I put my heart into it.”

“Move out. Take him back so we can report in.”

He waved a hand. When he passed by Jiang Yunsui, he couldn’t resist pinching her chubby little cheek.

“Kid, are you going back, or staying here?”

Jiang Yunsui opened her mouth to bite his hand, but unfortunately, he dodged.

“Little puppy.”

Jiang Yunsui got even fiercer, planting her little hands on her hips. “You’re the puppy!”

She was a Little Mushroom, not a little puppy.

“I don’t wanna go with you anyway. Bleh, bleh, bleh…”

After making a face at Song Jin, Jiang Yunsui bounced away in a flash, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Song Jin shook his head and did not bother with her. The little thing was plenty capable.

Making her serve as Ji Yan’an’s maid was a waste of talent.

But then again, whose maid was so arrogant she was practically climbing onto her master’s head?

Jiang Yunsui had no idea Song Jin was secretly roasting her in his head. She had only just run outside when she saw a group of people charging in aggressively, weapons drawn.

Jiang Yunsui: щ(゜ロ゜щ)

Good heavens, why did so many people suddenly come storming in?!

Between warning Song Jin and hiding to protect herself, Jiang Yunsui hesitated for only two seconds before decisively choosing to hide and protect herself first.

Song Jin had so many people on his side anyway.

Just as she turned to find a place to hide, someone had already rushed right up in front of her.

Dodge…

Her little foot failed to dodge in time and tripped the man instead.

He went sprawling face-first onto the ground, and even the knife in his hand flew out.

The people behind him could not stop in time and stepped right on top of him.

Amid the screams, some people trampled over him, while others tripped over him and fell, piling up on the ground like a human tower.

Jiang Yunsui grimaced as she pulled her little foot back. She did not dare make too much noise, hopping on one foot as she found a corner and crouched down.

She secretly glanced at the people who had fallen and been trampled, then insincerely said sorry in her heart.

But she was also a little excited. Hehe, did this count as taking down a few enemies?

On the other side, Song Jin had already been on guard. After all, Sun Zhe was still a commandant, so he definitely had some people under him who were loyal to him.

Looking at the men charging toward them, he paused. Hm? Why did it seem like they were missing a corner?

Never mind. He made a hand gesture.

“Kill them. Leave no one alive.”

The Dongming Guard rushed out.

A bloody melee unfolded in the small courtyard.

Jiang Yunsui did not particularly like the smell of blood, and battles in this era relied entirely on cold weapons. The sight of limbs, heads, and chunks of flesh flying everywhere was enough to make a person physically uncomfortable.

Time to go, time to go.

Seeing that Song Jin’s side was not at a disadvantage, Little Mushroom quickly hunched over and slipped away.

On the way back, she picked someone up.

It was already late autumn, nearly winter, and they were deep in Mobei. One could imagine how cold the nights were here.

It was a child who looked less than seven years old, probably a Little Beggar, lying in the corner of an alley with only a faint breath left.

If Jiang Yunsui had not been able to sense that weak breathing, no one might have discovered him until he died.

He was dressed in extremely thin clothes that could not even fully cover his body. His hair was such a tangled mess that his face could not be seen clearly at all.
His whole body was purple-blue from the cold, and his breathing was faint.

There were signs that he had been beaten. He looked even thinner than Ji Yan’an, nothing but skin and bones.

“Good thing I found you, or you would’ve died.”

Crouching on the ground, Jiang Yunsui channeled some Imperial Flowing Essence into him to keep him alive.

Then she took a small steamed bun out of her little pouch, tore it into pieces, and held them to his mouth.

He must have been starving. Even unconscious, he instinctively began to eat.

His will to live was very strong.

But Jiang Yunsui was stumped. This person was so thin he was practically a bundle of bones, but with her tiny bit of strength, how was she supposed to get him back?

“Sigh… I am one poor, ill-fated Little Mushroom.”

Muttering to herself, Jiang Yunsui used every last bit of strength she had just to move the Little Beggar a tiny bit.

It was a special time, and there were hardly any people on the streets at night.

So Jiang Yunsui huffed and puffed, inch by inch, and finally dragged him all the way to the Prefect’s Mansion.

By the time she reached the main gate, she was so exhausted that she plopped straight down on the ground. The person she had been dragging landed on top of her.

The commotion at the gate caught the guard’s attention.

“Who’s there?!”

Looking like she was about to keel over, Jiang Yunsui lay on the ground and raised a hand.

“Me. Quick, save me. I’m gonna get squished.”

Thankfully, she had enough padding. Otherwise, she really would have been flattened.

Once the guard saw who it was, he hurried over to help move the Little Beggar away. Only then did Jiang Yunsui slowly crawl back up.

“Hah… I’m exhausted.”

“Miss Jiang, what is this?”

Jiang Yunsui pointed at the Little Beggar. “He’s not dead yet.”

After all, it was a life. If she saw a kitten or puppy on the verge of death, she would help it. People were no different.

The guard understood. “I’ll carry him inside for you.”

That, of course, could not have been better.

On the way back, Jiang Yunsui felt itchy all over.

Especially on her head. It felt like tiny bugs were crawling around.

She shuddered, scratched with her fingers, and actually found a little bug!

Little Mushroom’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“What is this thing?”

A guard brought a lantern closer for a look, his expression indescribable.

“That… should be a flea from the Little Beggar.”

Jiang Yunsui: “……”

“Beggars can go ages without bathing or washing their hair. It’s perfectly normal for them to have fleas.”

The guard had clearly seen this sort of thing before.

In truth, it was not only beggars. Mobei had always been short on water, so even ordinary families found it difficult to bathe or wash their hair.

Aside from wealthier households or particularly diligent ones, many families had at least a few “little things” living on their heads.

Jiang Yunsui grabbed at her own hair. “Hurry and wash him clean. I’m going to find Shen Qingzhu!”

She was going to exterminate the bugs!

Little Mushroom stormed off in a fury.

When Nanshu heard that Jiang Yunsui had returned, he came running to look for her, only to hear this Little Ancestor say she had fleas on her head!

Nanshu’s world collapsed.

“Don’t you wash your hair every few days? How did you still get that kind of thing?!”

“If the Young Master finds out, he’ll kick you straight out.”

Jiang Yunsui said, aggrieved, “They didn’t grow on me. I picked someone up, and the fleas on him jumped onto me.”

Nanshu rolled his eyes. “Why would you pick someone up out of nowhere?”

“He was about to die.”

Shen Qingzhu rolled up his sleeves. “Stop arguing. This medicine only needs to be used once to get rid of all the fleas on her.”

At that, Nanshu let out a sigh of relief. “Good, good. That’s good.”

Shen Qingzhu handed Nanshu a packet of medicine.

“Take this to the person the little girl picked up. I’ll wash her hair.”