"This pig is special, you need to hold it firmly, don't let it fall and die."
"I know, I know, you talk too much, it's just a sow, what's so special about it?"
Two men carrying an unknown object brushed past the side of the carriage.
They were still outside the county town, only a few hundred meters from the city gate. It was dark, and the carriage was moving slowly, which allowed Yang Chuxia to hear every word of their conversation—even though their voices were low, she could hear them clearly.
She subconsciously lifted the carriage curtain and looked back, just to see the two men walking away quickly.
"What's the matter, my lady?" Ye Zi'an's hearing wasn't as good as Yang Chuxia's, so he hadn't caught the conversation.
Yang Chuxia pondered for a moment and then said urgently, "Something's not right, those two men who just passed us are suspicious. Carriage driver, turn around and chase after them, quickly!"
"What happened?"