I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

Chapter 443: Towering Waves

Fang Xiaoxuan then told everyone everything that had happened on that merchant ship heading south of the Yangtze River.

When Nimhar heard that his princess might have been killed by those bandits and her body thrown into the sea, an indescribable sadness instantly welled up in his eyes.

He suddenly knelt on the ground, raised his hands high, and cried out.

"My princess, you died such a terrible death!"

A group of people did the same, kneeling down and shouting, filled with grief and indignation.

For a moment, the whole scene was filled with howling and wailing, leaving Fang Xiaoxiao and Li Wan'er in a dilemma, unsure whether to stand or kneel.

She wasn't familiar with that so-called princess, and didn't have much so-called sympathy.

In contrast, the princess was different. She didn't kneel down, but tears streamed down her face, making her appear extremely sad and distressed.

Li Wan'er clung to Fang Xiao's arm, sobbing.

"Xiao Xiao, they are so pitiful."

"It's really pitiful, but it has nothing to do with us. You, a grown man, why are you crying? Hurry up and wipe your nose, the snot bubbles are about to drip into your mouth."

Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to look at the princess with snot bubbles running down her face, so she took out a silk handkerchief from her bosom and handed it to her. She also pulled her arm out of the princess's bosom and moved a few steps to keep a distance from her.

For no other reason than to prevent the princess's snot from getting onto his clothes.

She doesn't have any clean clothes to change into. If these clothes get stained, it's impossible for her to take them off, and it will definitely be very uncomfortable.

It's perfectly normal for girls to be hygienic.

Russian qing.

The group of people from the Western Regions finally recovered from their grief.

Most importantly, Fang Xiaoxiao simply couldn't stand it. A bunch of grown men and women were crying and wailing as if their parents had died, which she found utterly contemptible.

Servility was on full display in these barbarians.

"I'm just guessing, but that doesn't mean your princess is dead. You have to have hope in life. What if your princess is good at flattering Zhong Zicheng and his group? Maybe they won't kill her?"

Fang Xiaoxiao and a group of people from the Western Regions were sitting in the cabin of a large ship.

She sipped her tea and comforted everyone.

However, I wonder if this "comfort" can truly be considered comfort.

Dressed in clothing unique to the Western Regions, Nimhar, with his stubble beard, had a glimmer of hope in his eyes after hearing what she said.

Nimhar exclaimed excitedly.

“What Lady Fang says is very true. I, Nimhar, also believe that the princess is still alive!”

"Especially when it comes to skills, Madam Fang, no matter how you look at it, our princess is absolutely top-notch."

"..."

Do you know what kind of technology I'm talking about?

Fang Xiaoxiao was speechless.

She smiled, stood up, and yawned.

"Haha...we'll talk again tomorrow morning. That's all for tonight, goodnight everyone!"

Nimhar and his group nodded and bowed as they watched the two leave.

At this moment, the woman following Nimhar complained somewhat jealously.

"Envoy Nim, how can you trust those two women from Yu so much? What if they are lying to us?"

"The princess is the one we're using to marry into the Da Yu kingdom. What will we do if something really happens to her!"

"What do you know? Those two Chongqing women would never lie. I'm very good at judging people. Hurry up and go back to your room to wash up."

Nimhan scolded the alluring woman beside her in an annoyed tone.

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the cabin.

……

On the vast ocean, a merchant ship bobs and rolls forward amidst the waves. Fang Xiaoxiao stands tall and straight at the bow, the sea breeze blowing freely through her hair and the hem of her clothes.

Behind her was a group of envoys from the Western Regions, led by Nimhar. They all had stern expressions and firm gazes.

Fang Xiaoxiao gripped the map tightly in her hand, her brows furrowed, silently praying that she could find the kidnapped princess as soon as possible.

"Miss Fang, are you sure we're on the right route?"

Nimhar stepped forward and asked loudly.

A hint of anxiety was visible in his deep eyes.

Fang Xiaoxiao raised her head and said, facing the sea breeze:

“Nimhar, believe me, this is the most likely route deduced from the clues.”

Nimhar nodded, about to say something more, when suddenly, the sky changed drastically. The once azure sky was instantly shrouded in dark clouds, and a howling wind swept in.

"Oh no, it's a storm!" Fang Xiaoxiao's expression changed drastically.

The merchant ship began to rock violently, and the waves crashed against it like ferocious beasts.

"Hold on, everyone!" Nimhar shouted, gripping the gunwale tightly and struggling to maintain his balance.

Fang Xiaoxiao didn't care about anything else and ran desperately towards the helmsman, shouting loudly.

"Adjust your course and face the wind and waves!"

The helmsman used all his skills to turn the helm.

Waves crashed against the merchant ship one after another, seawater surged onto the deck, people staggered and fell, and chaos reigned.

"Ah!" A warrior from the Western Regions was knocked down by a wave and rolled on the deck.

Nimhar reacted quickly, grabbing him and pulling him up.

"Don't panic, everyone!"

Nimhar's voice echoed in the gale.

Fang Xiaoxiao's face was covered in rain and seawater, but her eyes remained firm.

She stared intently ahead, with only one thought in her mind: she must pull through!

The storm grew fiercer, and the merchant ship, like a drifting leaf, was in danger of capsizing at any moment in the waves.

"Madam Fang, this can't go on!"

Nimhar shouted at Fang Xiaoxiao.

Fang Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and said.

"Nimhar, we can't give up! The princess is waiting for us to rescue her!"

She doesn't want to die at sea right now; more importantly, she hasn't lived enough yet, and there are still so many things she hasn't enjoyed.

Just then, a huge wave crashed towards the merchant ship.

"careful!"

Fang Xiaoxiao exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone felt a sudden darkness before their eyes as the merchant ship was lifted high by the waves and then crashed down heavily.

Fang Xiaoxiao was thrown out and rolled several times on the deck.

Nimhar struggled to crawl toward Fang Xiaoxiao.

"Madam Fang!"

He finally grabbed Fang Xiaoxiao's arm and pulled her back.

"Thanks……"

Fang Xiaoxiao said weakly.

The storm continued to rage, threatening to utterly destroy the merchant ship.

"Everyone, hold on!"

Nimhar's voice was a little hoarse, but it was still full of power.

After an unknown amount of time, the storm finally subsided, the sky began to clear, and the sea returned to calm.

Everyone collapsed on the deck, panting heavily.

Fang Xiaoxiao stood up with difficulty, looked at the boundless sea, and said.

"We cannot stop, we must keep moving forward!"

Nimhar also stood up and said.

"Okay, listen to you!"

Merchant ships continued their voyages at sea.