Rebirth of the Noble Concubine

Chapter 390 401. Buried alive

Unfortunately, their equestrian skills were poor and they could not control the horses that were already going crazy. Chi Zimo patted the horse's head and used its strength to run towards the carriage.

As soon as I got in front of the carriage, there was a sudden crash, and everyone including the carriage fell into a crack in the ground. Many houses fell down on it, and four people and one horse were buried alive in the ruins in an instant!

Feng Jinyao's first reaction was that it was over, she was afraid that her life would be decided here.

Then she was hit by a violent collision and passed out. The only thing she felt was that someone seemed to be hugging her behind her.

Xiao Tingyi chased after them desperately. When he came to the place where the group of people were passing, he saw collapsed beams and people running around with their heads in their hands.

"Ayao! Ayao!"

He shouted anxiously, hoping that the man would give him some response!

Unfortunately, the only response he received was the sky full of ashes and the increasingly blurry vision.

After everything was settled, Qiao Shanwei emerged from a corner with a disgraced face.

The ashes made him cough, but before he could react, the person was pulled out of the rubble.

What caught his eye was the appearance of King Ding with his veins popping out. His eyes were red as if he wanted to eat someone, and he asked him in a hoarse voice.

"Where's Ayao?"

Qiao Shanwei immediately looked around.

But there were ruins everywhere in front of him. It was his first time coming back to Shuzhou and he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.

"My cousin's carriage was frightened, and I don't know which direction it went. I...I can't tell."

No matter how powerful Qiao Shanwei was in his previous life, he is just a son of about fourteen years old now. Even calling him a child is not an exaggeration.

How can one stabilize one's mind in such a sudden disaster?

Xiao Tingyi didn't blame him, she just hated herself for not bringing Feng Jinyao with her all the time. Otherwise, if a situation like this happened, she would be able to protect Feng Jinyao no matter what.

I won’t be as anxious but helpless as I am now.

Behind him, Xu Lin placed Wen Zhonghe and immediately brought the secret guards.

A group of more than twenty people showed up and started moving the ruins without saying a word.

Because Xiao Tingyi was standing inside, digging down desperately.

You know without asking that Miss Feng San must be buried underneath.

Xu Lin's heart skipped a beat. If Miss Feng San died this time, wouldn't the prince...

No, they have to rescue people even for the sake of the prince.

So he led his men to scatter in all directions and kept digging.

Qiao Shanwei didn't even have time to cry out about the shock he had just suffered, and he also moved the rubble.

He had never practiced martial arts, so he was not as strong as Xu Lin and others. He couldn't move the wooden beams, so he moved what he could.

Then I kept thinking in my mind, which direction the carriage was going just now.

Otherwise, just these people, even if it takes three days and three nights, they may not be able to move so many ruins.

By then, my cousin may not be beaten to death, but she will also starve to death and die of thirst.

The more anxious I am, the more blank my mind becomes.

Not far away, Xiao Tingyi's fingertips were covered with bloodstains, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

There was only one thought in his mind, even if he lost his hand, he would dig out Feng Jinyao.

Not a word, not a moment's pause.

He kept digging until nightfall, and the secret guards behind him collapsed one after another, but he continued to dig.

Xu Lin wanted to step forward to stop him, but he also knew that nothing he could say at this moment would help.

He seemed to see the prince who went on an expedition back then, with a death wish to drive the Nanyue army out of the Jin Dynasty.

Therefore, he remained silent and continued to dig beside King Ding.

I don't know how long it took, but the sky gradually became brighter. By the time Yang Zhao and his men came over, Xiao Tingyi had been digging nonstop for almost a day and a night, and the rubble next to it had piled up into a mountain.

"Your Majesty!"

Yang Zhao shouted loudly and wanted to run over quickly, but then he made too much movement. The ruins, which were already a little unstable, started to tremble a little, and he was so frightened that he stopped immediately.

"do not move!"

Xiao Tingyi crouched on top of the ruins, waiting for the aftershocks to slow down.

Although there has been no progress so far, he firmly believed that Feng Jinyao must still be alive waiting for him to rescue him, so after the aftershock passed, he looked around and accidentally discovered a corner of the carriage.

With surprise in his eyes, he rushed over, and when he was about to get close, he slowly came down, fearing that he would make too much movement and cause the already dangerous carriage to fall again.

Then he gestured to Xu Lin and Yang Zhao.

They had followed King Ding for many years and knew the situation at a glance.

So I picked a few people who were impressed by their most agile skills and slowly followed them.

When they walked into the ruins, they discovered that the carriage was deeply stuck in it, the horses had long been smashed to death by wooden beams, their blood had dried up, and there was a strong fishy smell.

Xiao Tingyi carefully shouted to the bottom of the carriage.

"Ayao! Ayao!"

His voice caused a faint shiver, and some of the dust on it fell again.

Feng Jinyao, who was already in a daze, seemed to have heard the movement. She wanted to give some reaction, but she felt that her chest was being squeezed so painfully that she could not speak.

Fortunately, there was a small stone at hand, and she could only use her last strength to gently tap it, hoping that someone above her could hear it.

Xiao Tingyi's ear was amazing, and he signaled everyone to be quiet when Feng Jinyao made the first impact.

Then he listened carefully and when he was sure that the sound was coming from below, he cried with joy.

His face was covered with dust, and he didn't even notice when tears fell down his cheeks.

"Don't be afraid, Ayao, I am here."

The voice was so soft that Xu Lin and others couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Feng Jinyao seemed to feel this calming emotion and atmosphere, and passed out again.

After determining the location of the carriage, the next step is how to rescue the people.

Xu Lin's suggestion was to dig slowly around the carriage. Once they reached a place with a door, they could pull the four people out at once.

When they did this, they found that it didn't work.

The carriage originally fell into the cracks in the ground, and there was nothing underneath it. It was lucky enough to be suspended here by relying on the surrounding things. But if these were removed, I'm afraid the carriage would lose its balance and continue to fall.

Wouldn't it be regrettable at that time?

So this method was not adopted.

Yang Zhao prefers to cut through the mess quickly, "If you ask me, just ask the brothers to fix the carriage and pull it out at once. Otherwise, the longer the delay is, the more dangerous it will be for Miss Third and others."

Although Xiao Tingyi heard the sound of impact coming from below, they were not sure who made it.

It would be fine if it was the third young lady, but if it were someone else...

(End of chapter)