Although the woman was a little shy, she still stared at him with her almond-shaped eyes.
How audacious!
She felt that the man in front of her was different from the others.
But as for what exactly was different, he couldn't tell.
At this moment, she felt as if a butterfly was about to fly out of her mouth. Gently, slowly, she seemed to become a fluttering butterfly, losing her center of gravity.
Jing Rong felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by her strange gaze. He frowned and said, "It's good that Miss is alright."
"Thank you," said the woman.
"It's nothing."
"My name is Zhao 'er." The woman's voice was brushed by the cool breeze, and when it entered his ears, it was gentle.
She stood there like a bud that had just sprouted from the soil, untainted by the beauty of the secular world. Underneath her innocence, there was still a trace of spiritual energy.
Anyone who saw her couldn't help but want to dote on this petite girl.
Of course, Jing Rong was the exception.
He only nodded and turned around to help Bai Yin pull the now docile horse up from the ground.
The horse snorted and stopped struggling.
Bai Yin patted the horse's back and said, "This horse must have been frightened."
Jing Rong grunted in acknowledgment.
At this moment, the coachman who had fallen from the carriage had already climbed up from the ground. His body was injured, but fortunately, it was nothing serious. As soon as he got up, he anxiously ran to Zhao 'er's side and asked worriedly, "Miss, are you alright?"
Only then did Zhao 'er retract her gaze from Jing Rong.
He shook his head at the coachman, "I'm fine."
"It's good that you're fine. You scared me to death."
"How are you? Did you fall? "
"Don't worry, I'm fine. As long as Miss didn't fall, it's fine."
"It's all thanks to that young master." Zhao 'er said.
The coachman hurriedly bowed to Jing Rong and Bai Yin. "Thank you, young masters. If it weren't for you, my young miss would have been injured."
Jing Rong said, "You have to be careful next time. Don't frighten the horse again, or you'll regret it very badly."
"Yes, yes, yes. I will."
Bai Yin urged Jing Rong, "Let's go. Yunshu is waiting for us."
"Yes."
The two of them turned around and left.
Zhao 'er took two small steps forward and was suddenly surrounded by a group of people who rushed up from behind.
She was unable to move a single step!
In an instant, he was stunned on the spot.
That group of people pointed at them angrily and said, "Your carriage hit someone and overturned so many of our things. You want to leave just like that?"
Immediately, another voice rang out. "Don't even think about leaving! Look at how badly you've been hit. If we don't convince you, no one can leave! "
"You are not allowed to leave!"
"Otherwise, I'll sue you."
…
The crowd of commoners questioned him one by one.
They surrounded Zhao 'er and the coachman.
He was not allowed to leave without an explanation.
Zhao 'er had always been raised in a boudoir, and she was also a young lady of a prestigious family, so when had she ever seen such a scene?
He was so frightened that his face turned pale.
He did not even dare to breathe loudly.
Last month, she went to the temple outside the city to pray for her mother. Today, it was time to go home. How could she expect to encounter such a thing on the road?
She immediately retreated a few steps behind the coachman and grabbed his clothes tightly.
"What should we do?"
His tone was filled with fear.
The coachman protected her behind him. "Miss, don't be afraid."
"But …" She didn't dare to say another word.
At this moment, the rear of the carriage was a mess. Things on both sides of the carriage had been smashed all over the place. Most of the villagers were also injured. Their faces were filled with anger and they naturally wouldn't let them go.
The coachman quickly said to the people around him, "Everyone, don't worry. We will definitely take responsibility. If anything is damaged, we will pay for it. We will also take responsibility for your injuries."
"How will we take responsibility?"
"You guys calculate how much it is. When I return to the manor and report to my master, I will pay you all together."
Report back to the manor?
What if they ran away?
Thus, someone immediately said, "No! You guys will pay now. "
The coachman said, "This … but we don't have that much money on us!"
"Then we'll take you to the magistrate. When you get to the magistrate, we'll see if you still want to pay!"
"Don't! Everyone, please be magnanimous and don't make a fuss to the magistrate. We will definitely pay you back. When we return, we will definitely pay you back. "
He was very sincere.
But the crowd still had some concerns.
They all looked at each other.
Suddenly, someone said, "No, we can't trust you. How about this, leave the girl behind and you go and get the money. That way, we won't have to worry about you not coming back."
"Ah?" The coachman was startled and hurriedly waved his hands. "No, no, no. My young miss is timid. She can't stay, she can't stay."
"Then let's go to the magistrate."
"You can't go to the magistrate. My master is …" The coachman was about to say something when Zhao 'er tugged at his sleeve.
Zhao 'er whispered in his ear, "Father said that if you cause trouble outside, you must not report it."
Now that she had caused such a huge trouble, she would probably be scolded when she returned. How could she dare to mention her father?!
The coachman stopped talking, not knowing what to do.
Zhao 'er lowered her gaze, extremely afraid.
Jing Rong and Bai Yin had originally turned to leave, but they stopped after a few steps.
Through the crowd, they saw the girl and the coachman surrounded. In the end, they still couldn't bear to see them.
Jing Rong was about to go over when Bai Yin pulled him back. "Let's not worry about it. Let's go."
"We'll help them to the end."
Bai Yin was speechless.
Previously, Jing Rong had told them not to meddle in other people's business. Now, he was the one who had meddled in other people's business.
However, when he saw the situation the girl was in, he couldn't bear to see her. He could only silently follow Jing Rong and push through the crowd.
When Zhao 'er saw that Jing Rong had returned, the nervousness and fear in her heart immediately dissipated.
She didn't know why, but whenever she saw that man, she would feel very happy.
It was also very relaxing.
Jing Rong directly said to the coachman, "You can go back. Leave this girl to me. I can ensure her safety until you return."
"Ah?" The coachman was stunned.
If it wasn't for this young master's help, who knew how big this matter would have become? The young miss might have fallen out of the carriage and been injured.
However, they weren't familiar with each other.
Hence, the coachman was still somewhat vigilant.
Jing Rong could see the apprehension in his heart, so he directly turned to Zhao 'er and said, "Miss, you can trust me."
You can trust me!
These five words immediately pressed down on Zhao 'er's heart.
She raised her watery eyes to look at him. She bit her lip and nodded heavily.
"I trust you!"
The coachman. "Miss?"
Zhao 'er said to the coachman, "You don't have to worry about me. Go back. I trust him."
She looked at Jing Rong again.
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