Some things are already decided at birth, like blood, like fate.
He sat down slumpedly, picked up the wine cup, and drank it down in one gulp, full of depression and unwillingness.
As soon as Chu Qiao walked to the gate of the city, she saw the servants of Zhuge's family looking around with lanterns. When they saw her, they immediately ran over overjoyed.
"Xing'er, Fourth Young Master asked us to wait for you here, go back home quickly."
Chu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect that with Zhuge Yue's temperament, he would send someone to look for her. She nodded and got into the carriage prepared by someone.
The carriage creaked forward, walking in the bustling market, the noise outside gradually became quieter and quieter. The child leaned against the inner wall of the carriage, and the massacre just now echoed in front of his eyes, the cold-blooded eyes of the soldiers, the deep-seated hatred of the refugees, and Wei Shuye's powerless stop.
With his identity, he is still powerless, let alone his insignificant self. To fight against the entire dynasty with one's own ability is undoubtedly a car with a man's arms. All she can do now is to live on cautiously, look for opportunities to avenge her big revenge, and then leave safely with Xiao Ba. As for other things, her ability is too small, and she doesn't expect to change anything.
The carriage wheeled and gradually drifted away, Chu Qiao suddenly felt a chill in her heart, opened the curtain, looked around, and asked, "This is not the way back home, where are you taking me?"
The servant was taken aback, he didn't expect such a young child to remember the way, he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "The young master is in another courtyard, not in the mansion."
The child raised his eyebrows, and said cautiously: "The other courtyard, which other courtyard?"
"The other courtyard in the west of the lake."
Chu Qiao's brows were tightly furrowed, and the cautiousness that arose from many years of dangerous work secretly reminded her that something was a little strange, she tentatively said: "I haven't had time to pick up the things that the young master asked me to go back to the house before, let's go back to the house first, Go to another hospital."
The man smiled and said: "Don't worry, the young master just said that there is no need to pick up the things, he is waiting in another courtyard, let's go quickly, don't make the young master wait in a hurry."
Chu Qiao nodded slowly, her face was calm, and she let go of the curtain. The servant heaved a sigh of relief, a sly look flashed across his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but at the moment when the smile on the corners of his mouth just widened, a cold dagger suddenly touched his neck.
The child followed the trend like a small beast, and said in a gloomy and cold voice: "You are not from the fourth young master, who are you?"
"Hey," a hoarse, owl-like low laugh suddenly sounded from the side, and a gorgeous carriage slowly came out from behind the bushes, and the gorgeously dressed old man smiled lewdly at the man who was nodding and bowing, "It's really good, You have such a stubborn temper at such a young age, and your appearance is not bad, I will reward you well later."
Zhu Shun smiled obsequiously: "It is the slave's duty to share the worries of the second old master. If the second old master rewards the slave, he will not give the slave the opportunity to be loyal to you."
The old man smiled, and said to the attendants on the left and right: "Send this little girl back to the mansion."
Everyone agreed with a bang, and immediately gathered around.
At that moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through her mind, Chu Qiao knew that she could take advantage of the other party's contempt and carelessness, quickly violently hurt others and then escaped. But if this is the case, it will definitely arouse suspicion from others, especially Zhu Shun who has lost a hand. Even if he escapes by chance, he will also implicate Xiao Ba who is still in the mansion. But if she doesn't escape, she will fall into the grasp of this old pervert. At that time, with the ability of an eight-year-old child, how can she fight against the entire guard of Zhuge Biefu
To escape, or not to escape
Chu Qiao's body was tense, but her mind was running fast, why not use this opportunity to get rid of this lustful old man
In the blink of an eye, the powerful man Kong Wu had already approached, about to remove the dagger tightly held in her hand.
"Wait!" A clear and low voice suddenly sounded, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see snowflakes splashing on the flat ground, and more than twenty black horses approaching rapidly. He roared and rushed forward.
The horse neighed, and the man stood up, his warm breath sprayed into the cold air, forming a misty mist. Surrounded by the guards, the young man looked at everyone with indifferent eyes, and said calmly, with wisdom and calmness that did not match his age, "Mr. Zhuge, long time no see."
The old lady Zhuge's eyes were half-opened, he looked up and down the young man, he smiled and showed his yellow teeth, "It turns out that he is the son of Yan Xun from Yanbei, the night is dark and the dew is heavy, the son is not enjoying himself in the son's mansion, what is he doing in the wind and snow?" went?"
Yan Xun said neither humble nor overbearing: "I'm sorry Mr. Zhuge to worry about it. It's just that Mr. is so old and strong to watch the lanterns late at night. How can this son sleep with his head covered in the mansion? The Shangyuan Festival is celebrated by the whole country. This son just came out Just joining in the fun."
"Oh?" Old Master Zhuge raised his eyebrows and said, "Since this is the case, I will not accompany you if Prince Yan continues to tour." After finishing speaking, he turned to his subordinates and said, "Go home."
"Wait!" Yan Xun quickly rode forward, stood in front of the old man Zhuge, pointed at Chu Qiao with a light smile and said, "Sir, you can leave, but you just want to keep this child."
The old man raised his brows lightly, "What does Yan Shizi mean by this?"
"This child just frightened my horse and scared the wind away. I want to arrest her and go back to question her."
The old man smiled slightly when he heard the words, and said: "In that case, I will pay my son a good horse."
"My family's son's horse is a thousand-mile horse that the old prince just hunted back from the western desert. Can you afford it?"
"Feng Mian, shut up!" Yan Xun frowned slightly, angrily scolded the little book boy behind him, and said in a deep voice, "The Zhuge family is a powerful family of the empire, and the head of the Zhuge family is one of the seven elders of the Presbyterian Church. It's hard to compare, and naturally there is nothing that can't be compensated. It's just that father and son love each other deeply. Gale was tamed by my father himself and sent to Zhenhuang all the way. It's not an ordinary war horse, so things can't be left so hastily. Find If you don’t return to the horse, I must take this child away.”
"Sir Yan..."
"Mr. Zhuge, you don't need to say anything," Yan Xun interrupted the old man and said with his head raised, "As Mr. Zhuge, I really can't afford to intercede for a slave. I will explain this matter to the fourth young master of the Zhuge family. Come, someone will take this child away." take away."
The attendants of Prince Yan's Mansion immediately stepped forward, a tall man pushed Master Zhuge's attendants staggeringly, hugged Chu Qiao in his arms with one hand, and was about to mount his horse and leave.
Zhu Shun saw the old man Zhuge's face turning purple, he immediately stepped forward, held Yan Xun's rein with a flattering smile, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty Yan, you have something to say..."
There was a sound of the whip, and Yan Xun followed closely, kicking Zhu Shun's chin violently, kicking the man's fat body over. With a scream, Zhu Shun lay on the ground, spitting out a mouth full of blood with two yellowed front teeth.
"What is your status, you dare to point fingers in front of me, you really don't know how high the world is!" Yan Xun said with sharp eyes and a cold voice.
Zhu Shun was shocked, and quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowing in panic. You must know that in Daxia, the royal family did not need any reason to massacre a commoner.
Yan Xun raised his whip to Zhu Shun, and said coldly: "Today, I will let you off for the sake of old Mr. Zhuge. If you are still so unruly in the future, even if Patriarch Zhuge comes in person, I will take you dog head."
After all, without looking at the old man Zhuge, he shouted to the subordinates behind him: "Go!"
A group of people jumped up and whipped their horses, and disappeared at the end of the long street after the rolling snow waves splashed.
Zhuge old man's face was flushed, and his left hand was trembling with anger. Zhu Shun knelt and climbed forward, grabbed the old man Zhuge's feet, and said: "The old man put the fire away, slave..."
"Get out!" The old man was furious, kicked Zhu Shun in the chest, and shouted, "Useless waste!" Then he got into the car and left.
The heavy snow was still flying, and the long street was silent, which further set off the bustle and prosperity of the main street.
The war horse stopped by Chishui Lake, and the serious-looking young man turned his head with a smile and said, "Little girl, you owe me another favor."
The child raised his eyes slightly, and although he didn't speak, the meaning was obvious: I didn't beg you to come.
Yan Xun snorted dissatisfied, and said in a low voice, "Will you die if you say soft words?"
Chu Qiao glared at him, turned around and was about to leave.
Yan Xun was taken aback, and quickly stopped in front of her, "What are you going to do?"
The child raised his brows, "Of course I'm going back home."
"You still want to go back?" the young man frowned and shouted, "That dog slave will not let you go, and the old man from Zhuge's family is well-known in Zhenhuang City, do you want to go back and seek death?"
Chu Qiao pushed him away, "You don't need to worry about it."
Yan Xun didn't let go, still grabbed her, and shouted: "What are you doing? It's rare that I saved you with good intentions, but you speak so sarcasticly. What's so good about Zhuge Yue, that yin and yang guy? ?”
Chu Qiao raised her head, annoyed that her desperate plan to get rid of the old pervert Zhuge was ruined, she threw off Yan Xun's hand impatiently, raised her head and said coldly: "I was crying and begging you to save me Do you? Put away your compassion, I can't stand it."
Yan Xun was so angry that his eyes were red, he looked at Chu Qiao's small figure walking away, and suddenly shouted childishly: "I don't know why, you deserve to be bullied, and I won't be named Yan if I care about you again!"
Chu Qiao didn't even turn her head, and disappeared into the turbulent flow of people after a while. Feng Mian stepped forward cautiously, and took a careful look at his little master, seeing that Shizi's eyes were red, as if he was about to cry from anger.
Feng Mian was taken aback for a moment, the empire sent vassal kings to sit on the frontier of the empire to defend the Zhenhuang Imperial Capital, but in order to restrict them, they took the heirs of the vassal kings from all over the place into Beijing as hostages. These children have lived in the center of the power vortex since they were young. They are precocious and mature, and they have always looked mature. It was the first time for Fengmian to see his master showing such joy and anger towards a person, like... just like an ordinary child.
"My lord, shall we go back to the mansion too?"
"Hmph!" Yan Xun snorted coldly, with anger still in his voice, he got on his horse and walked towards Yan Zhizi's mansion with many followers.
"Feng Mian," Yan Xun turned his head to the little book boy and said after walking two steps, "Go to Zhuge's mansion and tell them that I have found Blast, so they don't make things difficult for that little girl."
"Ah?" Feng Mian was taken aback, then widened her eyes stupidly, and said, "My lord, didn't you say that if you help her again, you won't be named Yan?"