Chu Ningyi carried Shui Anluo on his back for a while. The road above was a little wider and much safer.
“Why aren’t we going down the mountain?” Shui Anluo asked curiously.
“Not for now,” Chu Ningyi replied and put Shui Anluo down on a big rock. He looked at the scene beneath the precipice. A widespread flood continued to flow downwards and there were still military officers saving victims beneath them.
Shui Anluo stared at her legs which were now as swollen as elephant legs. Was he not going to go down the mountain?
Phweet phweet… Phweet phweet…
A sharp whistle rang out, startling Shui Anluo into turning around to look. Just like before, the whistle rang out again after one minute.
Shui Anluo looked at Chu Ningyi who was walking back. She reached out and held his shoulders. “Your mistress?”
Chu Ningyi stared at her as his expression filled with black lines.
Shui Anluo curled her lips. He already has a secret signal and everything, was that not right?
A short while later, a tall figure appeared at the highest point of their mountain. Shui Anluo tried her best to look until she could clearly make out the person before she cried out in surprise, “Beautiful Brother…”
Shui Anluo stared at Chu Ningyi icily. How dare he deny it, was this not his royal match?
An Fengyang raised his brow as he stared at Shui Anluo from top to toe. After determining that she was not in any physical danger, he joked, “Is this still my beautiful sister? It’s a little mud person.”
Shui Anluo gritted her teeth and glared at him. “You’re the little mud person, you’re an old mud person.”
Chu Ningyi threw her a chilly glance again, why does she have so much to say to another man?
An Fengyang smirked and looked Chu Ningyi. “Why aren’t you heading down the mountain?”
He had heard the whistle and walked up the mountain. There were still people searching along the floodwaters.
Chu Ningyi looked down at Shui Anluo and pressed his hand on her shoulder. “Luoluo’s fall into the water had been deliberate.”
An Fengyang listened to Chu Ningyi’s statement and felt shaken. He put his joking state away and stared at the pair seriously. “Deliberate?”
Shui Anluo nodded. She pursed her lips and said, “Actually, at the time, I was standing quite firmly and everyone’s attention was on the little boy. I think it was at that moment when that person used a rock to hit my leg. I had fallen after that.”
An Fengyang looked down at Shui Anluo’s muddy trousers. He then frowned and looked at Chu Ningyi again. “Even if her leg had been hit by a rock, it won’t be easy to discern which bruise it was, correct?”
An Fengyang secretly thought that Shui Anluo’s attacker does not seem to be a fool either.
Chu Ningyi nodded.
“Are you the objective or Luoluo?” An Fengyang asked worriedly.
Chu Ningyi shook his head because he was unsure.
Shui Anluo pursed her lips in thought. She only had two people in mind, one was Yuan Jiayi and the other was Lin Qianchen. She could not think of anyone else aside from those two women who had hated her.
However, Lin Qianchen was now sitting in jail so the only other possibility was… Yuan Jiayi.
“Yuan Jiayi, it must be her.” Shui Anluo bit her lips as she spoke with a hint of fury.
Chu Ningyi lowered his head and placed one hand on her shoulder. He did not show too much change in emotion.
“Why?” An Fengyang asked curiously.
“Who else would hate me so much now aside from her?” Shui Anluo scoffed.
An Fengyang nodded. “There’s that possibility, after all…” An Fengyang said and looked up at Chu Ningyi.
Chu Ningyi frowned but did not say a word.
Shui Anluo clenched her fists. She would never be lenient on a woman who wanted to take her life.