Seeing Xiao Lian fainted, HongSan’s face sank. He jumped down and carried Xiao Lian back into the carriage, letting Xiao Hei tie and link the horse Xiao Lian just rode to the carriage. They continued to hasten their journey. Judging from Xian Lian’s overall appearance, she must have not slept for several days in order to search for him to pass the message. But in order for the carriage to rush back to the Capital in the shortest time, it can’t be helped that the journey was very bumpy.
Xiao Lian blacked out for a short moment, then woke up. Eyes red, she told HongSan every single thing that happened after he left the House. Every time he heard Zhu WuXin suffered an injury, his heart sank a bit. Indeed, his premonition was right. Zhu WuXin is in trouble, in big trouble. Ning An initially was already someone not easy to deal with in the Capital. Spoiled and pampered, rude and unreasonable. Relying on the Emperor’s favor and her good friendship with the Ninth Prince, it is not known how many people have died under her hand back in those early years.
And this time, WuXin has gotten into such huge conflict with her. Towards the WuXin who always has not receive affection and attention, Zhu Hou most probably would try to kill her in order not to offend Princess Ning An. After all, for the benefit of the whole House, sacrificing a person or two is nothing for Zhu Hou. Not to mention, two of his other sisters are the instigators who add fuel to fire.
There’s a large possibility that the conflict between Zhu Wuxin and Ning An during Marriage Matching Gathering was conspired and carried out by them. He really was too careless. If he had known earlier, he won’t give her any rights to choose, and won’t listen to what she said of being not same as before due to shock/stimulation she received. He should have just taken her away from the House to be with him, by his side. Perhaps then, she will not have to encounter these unfair things.
HongSan heavily punched the wall of the carriage, Xiao Hei who heard the loud noise from the outside, open his mouth and said “Young Master, the fastest we can go at this rate, we will arrive at the Capital the day after tomorrow.”
“Can it be faster?”
“Young Master, tomorrow is Miss JiLan’s birthday. Maybe the Master would look from the side of this celebration, and give Fourth Miss a way out.”
Xiao Hei calmly analyzed from outside the carriage curtain, “After all, the days before and after birthday have taboo on spilling blood. No matter how much trouble Princess Ning An want to raise, she would still give Master some face.”
Hongsan thought for a while, that make sense. He had been busy with other matters previously, almost forgotten about all this. Zhu Hou favoured this youngest daughter a lot, hard to say that he won’t immediately want WuXin’s life. If so, he will have enough time to rush back to save her.
Xiao Lian happily release a breath, “It won’t, Master definitely won’t demand Miss’ life.”
HongSan slide open the curtain to look at the sky, it has been said as such but the feeling of agitation has never lessened, “I hope so.”
 : 煽風點火 – Idiom, making thing worst than it was originally
 : 一條活路 – Saying, literal translate would be ‘a back road’