33 Vow (1/2)

The sudden bump from the carriage running over a rock woke up Xing. Very tiredly, she held herself up to a sitting position and surveyed her surroundings. Everything that happened last night flashed over her like lightening and she reached for the dagger. In broad daylight, the letter on the hilt could be seen clearly, the chinese letter 白 stood out. She looked at the dagger one last time before placing it back into her bag then turned around to take care of Mingixa.

Mingxia looked much better now and seemed to be in deep sleep. Very carefully Xing began to change Mingxia's bandages for new ones. In the middle of wrapping the cloth back on, Mingxia's eyelids fluttered open and her brown eyes looked over at Xing.

”Xing?” Mingxia's voice came out hoarse and deep but it did not mask her confusion.

”Mingxia, how do you feel does it hurt?” Xing's voice was full of care as she helped Mingxia sit up.

Mingxia gently patted Xing. ”I'm fine. But where are we?”

Xing lifted the curtain covering the window next to Mingxia to reveal a handsome young man riding on a horse. This man was no other than Zong Qiu, who didn't notice so he didn't turn back. Mingxia's grip on her clothes tightened and Xing noticed this action so she let down the curtains.

Mingxia looked down at her half wrapped shoulder as Xing got back to wrapping cloth around it. This reminded her what happened last night and she could only blame herself. They were no doubt elite assassins and yet she was still foolish enough to think she can deal with these elites. She may have taken lessons however as of right now, her skills can not compare to an elite.

Mingxia grew quiet again leaving Xing to finsh bandaging the wound. Right after Xing finished the carriage stopped and from outside it Mingxia could hear the men shouting out orders to camp and eat lunch. Mingxia slowly got up and made her way to the carriage entrance.

”Mingxia! Your wound.” Xing cried out in worry.

Mingxia simply waved her hand at Xing, ”I'm fine. I can still walk, it's not like I hurt my legs. Besides I need to get out and stretch, I 've spent way to much time in this carriage.

Xing let out a sigh and shook her head but followed right after Mingxia. Mingxia stepped out of the carriage and into the sunlight. The carriage has been parked right under the shades of the trees on the bay of a river. She could see that some of Zong Qiu's men were in the water catching fishes while there were also some preparing the campsite.

”Lady Wei.” A young man bowed to Mingxia as he walked by with a pile of dry wood.

Mingxia merely nodded at him and he walked away towards the campsite.

”Mingxia.” At the call of her name, Mingxia turned around towards the voice to see a handsome young man smiling at her.

”Zong Qiu.” She whispered his name softly as he walked up closer.

He placed his hands on her shoulder and looked at the place of her wound. ”Does it still hurt?” He asked gently.

Mingxia shook her head and Zong Qiu relaxed. He looked up and on her face before pressing his lips on her forehead.

”Lunch will be finished soon, just wait a little more.” He told her before leaving.