MTL - Disaster For the Country · Return Journey-Chapter 2 fog

When Qiu Jiang was in Taohe Villa, she really thought that this was the end of her life. Day after day, year after year, I struggled through it. With confusion, guilt, and remorse.

She gave up hope for everything.

until one night.

When she fell asleep drowsily, she had a very disturbing dream, dreaming of Feng Xiaoya.

Feng Xiaoya stared at her with a pair of foggy eyes, looking very sad. He said, "Let's go."

Walk? Where can she go?

"Go where you want to go."

But where is the place she wants to go?

At that moment, a loud noise shattered the dream, she woke up from the dream and found that there was light outside the window.

Qiu Jiang climbed out of bed with difficulty, went to open the window, and saw beautiful fireworks twinkling in the sky.

She heard Axiu happily say to Granny Yue outside the courtyard: "New Year's Eve! New Year's Eve! Granny Yue, congratulations on the New Year, everything goes well!"

Chinese New Year?

Qiu Jiang stared blankly at the fireworks in the sky, and listened to the sound of firecrackers one after another. The fireworks were set off by people down the mountain, but she could see them most clearly from her position.

Flames bloom in the air, sometimes butterflies, sometimes shooting stars, and a few bouquets of flowers, **** flowers.

Qiu Jiang's hand involuntarily clasped the window edge tightly.

"Your name is Qiu Jiang. You are the daughter of a wine shop owner named 'Gui Lai Xi' at the foot of Lanting Mountain. Because of poor health, you have recuperated in the nunnery on the mountain since childhood. When you went to the mountain to visit the Buddha, you saw the wine shop accidentally caught fire. Both parents died. Seeing that you are lonely, the young master took you as a concubine and brought you back to Cao Muju."

In my mind, a voice said so.

Qiu Jiang's head started to hurt, she covered her head, and the voice continued: "Your father was originally from Cheng Guofeng County, but he went to Bi Country because he couldn't survive in Cheng Country, and met your mother when he was selling wine in the imperial capital of Bi Kingdom. After they got married and gave birth to you, they moved to the country of Yan in order to see a doctor for you. Therefore, your household registration is in Cheng. But your father was born as an orphan, and there are no relatives in the family. And your mother Feng Yin has an older sister named Feng Lian, Still in the imperial capital, the only relative you have in this world..."

Qiu Jiang raised her head, sweating profusely, and saw that she had scratched countless fingernail marks on the window edge.

Feng Lian... the imperial capital... relatives...

She silently repeated these key messages, something lit up in her eyes, and it ignited like fireworks.

She decided to escape from that night on.

She wants to go back to her natal family to have a look, at least, to see the only relatives left in this world.

Just like that, Qiu Jiang pretended to be sick and paralyzed Granny Yue and Axiu; at the same time, she worked harder to gather strength.

In the spring of the third year, she had fully recovered her mobility. At the same time, more things came to mind. For example, how to go down the mountain; where is the water source; where is the fruit forest; where is there a house; where is the station.

She saved a little ration every day, and after saving enough for three days, she left on the night of the Hungry Ghost Festival during the night rain.

Axiu and Grandma Yue were sound asleep. There were no other guards in the villa, and she didn't get lost, so she went down the mountain smoothly all the way.

She remembered how to catch rabbits; how to find nuts hidden by squirrels; how to use water sources to hide their tracks; how to deal with passers-by... These skills are like pearls wrapped in mud. When the mud is wiped off bit by bit, they will naturally appear in the head.

She even went to Yujing to sit and drink a cup of tea in a tea shop outside the grass and trees. At the end of that alley, there are many people playing the piano. The owner of the tea shop said that at the beginning, they were people who came to listen to Hegong playing the piano because of their fame. set.

She heard a lot about Feng Xiaoya's deeds from the tea drinkers, but she only heard one sentence about her, "Qiu Jiang, beautiful in nature, good at brewing wine, and well versed in Buddhist scriptures."

She thought the rumors were true. First of all, she is not beautiful; secondly, she does not know how to make wine and worship Buddha. Of course, she might have forgotten the latter, but for the former, Qiu Jiang took a look at her face against the polished teapot—no matter how you looked at it, she was an ordinary person with a dull brow.

And no one knew that Feng Letian was dead. Everyone said that the old prime minister had gone on a tour.

Qiu Jiang listened and left sadly.

What kind of person was I in the past?

Did I really grow up in a nunnery? Why didn't he develop a virtuous character, and did such a frenzied thing like **** off his father-in-law? Or, did I encounter something and was forced to say that the father-in-law had an affair with the eldest lady?

My parents, did they really die in the fire? What kind of expectations and hopes did they have for me before they were alive? To be able to leave home for me, you must love me very much, right?

And Feng Xiaoya, he married me who is lonely and helpless, is he my benefactor? But his father died because of me, he must resent me and hate me...

Am I really doing something wrong? Or was wronged?

If someone deliberately framed me, how could I just sit there and wait to die?

Qiu Jiang walked a long way, finally couldn't hold back, and looked back at Cao Muju.

Caomuju is a very ordinary three-entry courtyard, located at the end of Tianxuan Avenue, covering an area of ​​less than half an acre, with white walls and black tiles, very plain, and the lintel is that of today's family.

It is said that when Yan Wang Zhanghua, who was still the crown prince, talked to the Taifu about the beauty of Feng Xiaoya and Ji Ying, Feng Letian was modest and said: "Xiaoya is gloomy like snow, and Ji Ying falls like the moon. The snow will freeze people to death, and the moon But it can light up the night."

Zhanghua didn't agree with it, and wrote eight characters with a brush afterwards, and ordered someone to deliver it to Feng Xiaoya and let him hang it on the door.

Today, these eight characters are hung on the beam of the gate of Caomuju.

"Floating light folds snow, a man between grass and trees."

It means: "The world says you are gloomy, like a beam of light falling on snow; but you are clearly tea, with a long-lasting warm fragrance."

Since then, Feng Xiaoya has been listed as one of the three favorites of King Yan.

Would someone like Yan Wang be blind? Qiu Jiang didn't think so.

In other words, it is very possible that Feng Xiaoya is really a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and the whole incident is because she is sorry for him.

So…

I am not running away.

I just, don't want to die inexplicably.

I will come back after I have seen my relatives, worshiped my parents, found out all the causes and consequences, and recalled everything.

Come back and end all the grievances with you.

Qiu Jiang swore secretly in her heart, then turned and left without looking back.

She fled all the way to Bi Country.

He found out that Feng Lian had been working in Bai Ze Mansion for decades and had not returned home.

So she found Bai Ze Mansion again, and only then did she know that Ji Ying had passed away. This house located in Chaoxi Lane is now the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the new owner is Xue Cai.

She reported her identity to the guard and asked to see Feng Lian. The sick housekeeper Cui received her personally and told her that after Ji Ying passed away, Feng Lian, who was a nurse, was too sad and passed away because she had no relatives in her hometown. Making an exception, she was buried next to the tomb of Mr. Bai Ze.

Butler Cui asked Dong'er to lead her to the cemetery. Feng Lian was a slave, and her name was not on the stele.

Qiu Jiang never expected that he would go all the way to the country of Bi to find relatives, but in the end he would end up like this. The hard journey and physical and mental exhaustion made him pass out all of a sudden.

When she woke up again, Dong'er had carried her back to the prime minister's mansion.

Steward Cui was willing to take her in for Feng Lian's sake, and Qiu Jiang also wanted to stay in the country of Bi to look for his parents' old friends and continue to inquire about the past, so he signed a contract of living and stayed as a maid.

Her talent made her quickly qualified for the job of the Xiangfu, and her character allowed her to hide herself well.

When people are busy, it is not easy to think about pain. She likes the life here very much, thinking about working for another half a year, and leaving after saving enough freight to Chengguo.

Unexpectedly, the most brilliant part of reality lies in its cruelty-even though we have been separated by thousands of miles and went around, we still meet again.

Now, she raised her head stiffly, looked back at Feng Xiaoya, and waited for the moment when the lie was exposed with an almost tragic mood. She thought she had nothing to fear, and the worst outcome would be to be escorted back to the villa that looked like a tomb of the living dead.

As long as she is alive, there is hope for everything.

So... come on!

As a result, Feng Xiaoya glanced casually over her face, turned to Xue Cai and said, "What capacity do you plan to let Mrs. Huazi attend for you?"

Xue Cai thought about it, but before he could speak, Yi Fei chuckled and blinked his eyes: "How about Yao Tong? For example, Jiang Wanyi's younger brother or something..."

Xue Cai's complexion changed slightly.

Qiu Jiang couldn't tell that Yi Fei was teasing Xue Cai with Empress Jiang's old stories, she was just shocked——

Feng Xiaoya unexpectedly, unexpectedly, unexpectedly... did not recognize her?

His expression was calm, without the slightest change, and he stopped looking at her, staring at Xue Cai seriously, waiting for his answer.

Does he not remember her?

How can it be? !

Qiu Jiang froze in place stiffly.

Before, she tried every means to avoid her, hoping that this person would not find her, but now that he really didn't find her, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

In Qiu Jiang's chaotic thoughts, the dinner continued.

Yi Fei drank, Xue Cai ate vegetables, but Feng Xiaoya drank tea and didn't touch anything—he really didn't touch meat as he remembered.

The conversation between the three of them was not intensive, perhaps because of the presence of servants, they kept talking to the point. There were occasional disputes, but Qiu Jiang didn't listen. All I know is that when Liu Xu pushed her, it was Yi Fei who was drunk, and Xue Cai ordered her to send Yi Fei to the guest room to rest.

Liu Xu is very upset, she has always had fantasies about Yi Fei. However, Xue Cai's cold eyes can see through all selfishness. When he glanced at Liu Xu, Liu Xu didn't dare to fight anymore, and handed Yi Fei to Qiu Jiang.

Qiu Jiang had no choice but to help Yi Fei, who was stumbling around, to the guest room.

Halfway through, Yi Fei suddenly crouched down and vomited. Qiu Jiang tried to help him up again after he finished vomiting, but he simply lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

Qiu Jiang had no choice but to pick him up and carry him back to the house.

Yi Fei giggled on her back, and said inarticulately: "You are so strong, you can carry me on your back."

Qiu Jiang nodded: "I've even carried a horse before."

"Yo so ruthless? When? How tall is the horse?"

"One time on the mountain road, I met a girl who was crying because her beloved horse was bitten by a snake. I carried her horse down the mountain for medical treatment. She was very grateful and gave me a golden leaf." Thanks to the golden leaf, she Only then did he come to the country of Bi to make money.

Yi Fei sighed: "Good intentions are rewarded."

After arriving at the guest room, Qiu Jiang fetched water to wipe Yi Fei's face. Yi Fei smiled, but suddenly stopped laughing, and looked at her steadily.

There was deep emotion in his eyes.

A little sad, a little nostalgic, and a little unspeakable resentment.

Seeing this, Qiu Jiang's heart trembled.

Qiu Jiang said: "My lord, go to sleep."

Yi Fei replied, "Huh? Haven't I been awake all this time?"

After saying this, he fell asleep. Sleeping peacefully, after fading the frivolous, flamboyant, and wretched smile, she is not so annoying.

Qiu Jiang helped him press the corner of the quilt, turned and left. As soon as the door was opened, a figure appeared in front of him—

That person was wearing a bamboo hat and gray clothes, it was none other than Jiao Buqi, one of the two coachmen accompanied by Feng Xiaoya.

After Jiao Buqi saw Qiu Jiang, he cupped his hands and bowed: "Madam, please—"

Qiu Jiang clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves and breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Xiaoya really recognized her.

The reason why they pretended not to know each other at the dinner party was probably because there were outsiders present.

Qiu Jiang bowed her head and silently followed Jiao Buqi away.

Yi Fei, who had clearly fallen asleep on the bed, suddenly turned over, opened his eyes, the black pupils were clear, how could he be half drunk?

***

Feng Xiaoya still lives in the carriage.

The walls of the carriage were closed and returned to their original appearance.

Jiao Buqi brought Qiu Jiang to the door of the car, the door opened from the inside, and the inside of the car was as warm as spring, filled with a faint fragrance. Beside the black soft couch is a white jade bottle with a bouquet of white flowers in it, from which the fragrance comes.

Qiu Jiang's eyelashes trembled slightly. She remembered, this is **** flower.

Feng Xiaoya said: "Sit."

Qiu Jiang sat down opposite him.

Feng Xiaoya looked at her with weird and focused eyes, but she couldn't see any emotion. As if she was just a painting, and he happened to be studying how the person in this painting was drawn stroke by stroke.

No love and no hate.

Qiu Jiang couldn't help but said first, "Are you here to arrest me?"

"Yes, what should you do?"

It seems that...you can only catch me with nothing... Qiu Jiang clenched her hands, and after a long silence, she raised her eyes and said, "You didn't come to arrest me."

If so, I would have caught it long ago, and there is no need to pretend not to know each other in front of Xue Xiang and Master Huazi.

Feng Xiaoya pushed something in front of her, "You are the only one missing."

Qiu Jiang opened it and saw that it was a letter of divorce.

Surprised, she raised her head, and what caught her eyes was Feng Xiaoya's face that was so calm that she couldn't see any clues.

She hurriedly read the divorce letter carefully, it said that she divorced because she was jealous of having no children.

Qiu Jiang thought to himself, because he heard the conversation between him and Xue Cai during the dinner, it was clear that this person wanted to marry the queen, so he divorced all the concubines.

However, in this way, does it mean...she is free?

Not only did he not care about her crime of escaping privately, but he was willing to let her go free?

Qiu Jiang couldn't help staring at Feng Xiaoya.

When they met at Taohe Villa, she was so ill that she was in a daze, so she didn't see it clearly. At the banquet just now, she was so upset that she couldn't take a good look at it. After all, this was the first time she had seen him closely and properly.

Her first conclusion was that the man was, indeed, a suffering man.

In the version that is well-known in the streets and alleys of Yan State, Feng Xiaoya was born with an unlucky condition, suffering from bone melting disease. It is a very rare and extremely hopeless disease. Because the bones cannot grow normally, as the age increases, the bones and joints gradually swell, and there are different degrees of bending and hyperplasia, which makes it difficult for the whole person to move and is in pain all the time.

But the reason why the legend is a legend is that he was not dragged down by the disease and turned into a paralyzed cripple, but found another way to practice martial arts diligently and survived.

When people mention his name, all they think of are his subsequent achievements: his father who shocked the government and the public, his eleven wives and concubines who were humble but beautiful, and his music, which is known as one of the three treasures of Yujing. Skills, and the supreme love and affection for him from the King of Yan Kingdom... He lived a chic and free life, and the haze and pain seemed to have left him.

But Qiu Jiang looked at him and knew that this person's pain was too great for ordinary people to imagine.

Only those who are strict with self-discipline and think day and night can sit upright with their spine straight, like a fully drawn bow.

And to keep a bow like this, there must be no slack in the slightest.

A little slack and it will collapse.

Qiu Jiang's second conclusion is: he is so beautiful.

In Yujing, there is a folk song: "Close the window as soon as the crane comes, don't look too much, girl. Take a look, ah, I will say goodbye to my parents." It is about Feng Xiaoya's beauty and romance.

His eyebrows are very black, the corners of his eyes are long, his nose is high, his face is thin, and his whole portrait is covered with a layer of white glaze. Because it is too delicate, it is so handsome, and because it is too cold and white, it looks fragile and fragile.

Such a person would love her?

Love her so much that his biological father died because of her and didn't deal with her? He loved her so much that he ran away privately, and he was willing to let her go free?

Although Qiu Jiang had no memories of the past, she instinctively didn't believe it.

So - why?

There is always a reason for the anomalies.

If she didn't find that reason, she would not be reconciled.

Maybe it was because she had been staring at her for too long, Feng Xiaoya became a little impatient, and said in a deep voice, "It will be good for you and me to end this marriage."

Qiu Jiang stretched out her fingertips and gently stroked the letter of divorce, "The top-quality brush from Moxiang Village, the cloud ink from Wenxiufang, and the lotus paper with silver scrolls of thousands of papers are used to write the letter of divorce. They are really sincere. In this way, What else can I say?"

She respectfully bowed to Feng Xiaoya: "The letter of divorce has been received, one kind of farewell. I wish you all the best."

After all, he opened the car door and jumped out.

Feng Xiaoya suddenly called her: "Qiu Jiang!"

Her voice was hoarse, and she seemed to be in a hurry. She turned her head after landing, but Feng Xiaoya turned her face away and did not meet her eyes.

What he saw was the bunch of **** flowers.

After a while, he said: "It's nothing. Go."

Jiao Buqi, who had been waiting by the car, suddenly stepped forward and closed the door.

Another gray-clothed servant wearing a bamboo hat walked up to her and made a gesture of please.

Qiu Jiang frowned and followed the man away. She came to the third conclusion in her mind: I'm afraid Feng Xiaoya... really likes her.

For a moment, my heart was full of mixed feelings, and I became more and more anxious—

I must find the memory!

I need to know what happened between me and him!

Qiu Jiang returned to the guest room, and before entering the room, Yi Fei shouted from the room, "I'm dying of thirst—I'm dying of thirst—Is there anyone here?"

She hurriedly took the tea and brought it in: "Here, come, sir, please have some tea..."

Before she could finish a word of tea, Yi Fei, who was rolling around on the bed, suddenly jumped up behind her and covered her mouth.

The tray in Qiu Jiang's hand immediately fell to the ground.

The teapot split in two, and the tea flowed all over the floor.

***

Qiu Jiang was tied behind her back in a fancy carriage.

The carriage was running very fast, and the body bumped violently. Qiu Jiang's head hit the car wall several times, but she didn't make any sound.

Seeing that she was not crying or fussing, Yifei's eyes flashed with admiration, and his alert expression relaxed a lot. He took the divorce letter he found from her bosom and read it several times, and laughed loudly: "You know what? The first time I saw you in the Xue Mansion, when you brought me a sweat towel, just by the way the sweat towel rolled up, I felt that you were not an ordinary girl, and I had suspected you for a long time. As expected, it turns out that you are Feng Xiao Ya's little lady."

"A concubine." Qiu Jiang corrected him, "It's not a lady, let alone a little lady."

"It sounds very resentful..." Yi Fei clicked his tongue, "Yes, your husband is really the most heartless person I have ever seen in my life. Ordinary people raise cats and dogs, and even after two or three years, they have feelings and are reluctant to throw them away. .And he, the eleven wives, will rest as soon as he wants to."

"Because he knows that if he succeeds, he can marry hundreds of thousands."

Yi Fei said leisurely: "Then he underestimates Yishu too much. If Yishu is a woman who indulges her husband in taking concubines, she won't be able to be a queen at all."

Qiu Jiang didn't want to talk about this matter deeply, so she looked at the dangling curtains, trying to see some scenery outside the window through the gaps, but unfortunately the carriage was running so fast that she had no time to distinguish what was outside. She couldn't help asking: "Where are you taking me?"

"Guess?" Yi Fei blinked at her.

"I can not guess it."

"I'm afraid it's not that I can't guess it, but I'm too lazy to guess it." Yi Fei looked at her with a smile, "It's not easy to pretend to be a lump of wood, even though she has a delicate heart."

Qiu Jiang imitated him and smiled: "In terms of camouflage, my lord is my predecessor. How dare I play tricks?"

"Look, the fangs are exposed..." Yi Fei giggled, approached her, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Actually, I know what you want to do."

Qiu Jiang's heart skipped a beat.

At such a close distance, Yi Fei's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but twitch.

"Don't tell me that you sold yourself into Xue's mansion by chance. Who is Xue Cai? How could you, a newcomer, come in casually in his residence? Although the little fox is young, his eyes are so bright that even I can't see it." I can see that you have a problem, let alone him as the master?"

Yi Fei suddenly stretched out his hand, picked up her chin, looked at this unbeautiful but very pleasing face, and smiled deeper: "Tell me, what deal do you have with him?"

Qiu Jiang's pupils are shrinking.

"Did he ask you to wait for Feng Xiaoya in his mansion? Because he knew that Feng Xiaoya would definitely come. If Feng Xiaoya wanted to marry Yishu, she would have to divorce all her concubines. And you, the eleventh The only fish that slipped through the net. And only when Feng Xiaoya came, Xue Cai had the opportunity to negotiate terms with him. What are the terms they negotiated? What do they want to use me for? Don't use half of the territory to prevaricate me , I am not a three-year-old child, deception and coaxing are of no use to me."

"Then what works for you?" Qiu Jiang asked back.

"Facts." Yifei leaned lazily against the wall of the car, stretched his limbs comfortably, and talked to her in the most comfortable position, "Tell me the facts, and I will decide whether to help, how to help, help To what extent."

Qiu Jiang lowered her eyes, but Yi Fei didn't urge her, and let her meditate for a long time.

Finally, Qiu Jiang finally raised his head and asked, "Apart from the sweat towel, is there anything else that I have exposed?"

Yifei smiled triumphantly: "Too many. For example, you look weak but actually know martial arts; for example, when you carried me to the guest room, three people ambushed around you to protect you..."

Qiu Jiang hesitated to speak when he heard this. But Yifei didn't give her a chance to speak, and continued: "For example, in the middle of the night, Feng Xiaoya called a maid to the carriage to whisper..."

"Then you know that I am Feng Xiaoya?"

Yi Fei corrected: "Then I am certain that you are Xue Cai's person."

Qiu Jiang was silent.

Yi Fei smiled and said, "Okay. I've already said everything I want to say, next, shouldn't it be up to you to clarify my doubts?"

Qiu Jiang sighed.

Yi Fei said: "Don't you dare to betray Xue Cai? It is true that he is quite difficult, but I am not much better than him. I am being polite to you now because I think you are useful. The words I use, no matter how good they are, are useless. Are you right? I have a bad temper and limited patience. So, you might as well think about it before we leave the city. When we are outside the city walls, if you still don't confess... "

Yi Fei smiled and didn't continue talking.

At the same time, Qiu Jiang saw a white light flickering in the gap between the window curtains.

The city wall of the imperial capital of the Bi Kingdom is completely different from other places, because it is truly inlaid with white biscuits, and it looks like a fairy mirror under the moonlit night, exuding a hazy refraction, extremely luxurious and splendid. It was also once criticized as a waste of money. It is precisely because the State of Bi always wastes money on this kind of appearance, that the treasury has been empty in recent years, and it cannot make ends meet.

But at this moment, the light outside just announced this point—the city wall was in sight.

Qiu Jiang bit her lip.

Yi Fei rested his chin with his hand, stared at his eyes and smiled: "The countdown begins, five, four, three, two—"

Qiu Jiang said helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to say..."

"oh?"

"Rather... I have nothing to say. Because I don't know."

"What?" Yi Fei's smile froze.

Qiu Jiang sighed: "You guessed everything wrong. I am not Xue Cai's person at all, and I didn't make any deal with him, let alone plot against you with him. Therefore, it is useless for you to arrest me."

Yi Fei raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I will believe it?"

"You should trust her."

This sentence did not come from inside the car.

This sentence comes from outside the car.

The voice was crisp and clear, with three parts of arrogance and seven parts of stability, so calm that it didn't match the age of its owner.

This is the voice of a child.

This is Xue Cai's voice.

Yi Fei's complexion changed drastically, and he suddenly grabbed Qiu Jiang's arm, and together with her, he smashed through the car window and jumped out. As a result, a large net fell from the sky, covering the two of them squarely. Yi Fei pulled out the dagger backhand, there was a stabbing sound, and the net was cut, he pulled Qiu Jiang through the net and flew out, stepped on the arm of the net holder, jumped over the heads of the crowd, and jumped onto the roof of the carriage.

A row of archers appeared above the city wall, and cavalry and spearmen swarmed to surround the carriage.

And the most eye-catching one is Xue Cai.

He was riding on a horse, dressed in white, and stood out in the crowd.

Beside him, a dark carriage was parked. It was Feng Xiaoya's carriage.

The dagger in Yi Fei's hand tightened on Qiu Jiang's neck, and he smiled and said, "What a coincidence, everyone stays awake in the middle of the night, so come here to watch the moon?"

"It's useless for you to hijack me," Qiu Jiang said.

"Really?" Yi Fei didn't believe it at all, "But I think your Xiangye and your husband are very nervous."

"They're nervous about you, not me."

"Oh?" Yi Fei raised his eyebrows and looked at Xue Cai, "Is she really not yours?"

Xue Cai said in a deep voice: "She is my maid, and she is just a maid."

"But she is Mr. Feng's concubine."

"Former concubine." Feng Xiaoya's voice came from inside the carriage, "She has already been divorced by me."

Yi Fei rolled his eyes: "If that's the case, then she's useless." Before the end of the sentence, his knife quickly cut Qiu Jiang's throat, and scarlet blood gushed out immediately.

Xue Cai's complexion changed slightly.

Seeing this, Yi Fei became even more calm, and said with a smile, "It's been two years since I came out, and everything else is fine, but I miss the taste of Sugar Man, and it becomes a torment." As he said, he leaned over to touch Qiu Jiang's bleeding throat I licked it, and said, "The color is good, but it's a pity that the taste is not sweet enough... Back then, my favorite thing was to use people to boil sugar..."

Feng Xiaoya in the car said coldly: "What do you want?"

Yi Fei winked at him: "Why? I can't take it anymore? Didn't you say she was just a former concubine? And she was a concubine who was not very favored. It doesn't matter to you."

There was silence in the carriage.

Yi Fei smiled even more happily: "If everyone thinks that the moon is almost full, can I go?"

Xue Caidao: "Where are you going? Do you still have a place to go after leaving Bi Country?"

"Then don't bother. Just don't chase after me. If I find you are chasing again, then this girl will be missing more than just arms and legs..." Yi Fei shook his head and sighed. "It's a pity, Mr. Xue. I wanted to work with you for a few more years, but unfortunately there is always a banquet in the world. I have to leave. Thanks to your care for the past two years, I will see you in the future."

Xue Cai seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

It was the first time that Yi Fei saw him so aggrieved, he couldn't help being in a good mood, he turned around with Qiu Jiang on his back and was about to leave when a black shadow suddenly flew from the sky, at the same time a soft sword cut through him like a shooting star. The rope on Qiu Jiang's body, as soon as Qiu Jiang's hands and feet were loosened, his first reaction when he regained his freedom was to **** the dagger from Yi Fei's hand with his backhand and kick him off the roof of the car.

Yi Fei landed on the ground, before he could jump up, another big net fell from the sky, he lost his weapon, this time, he was finally tied upright.

Yi Fei stared straight at the roof of the car. Standing beside Qiu Jiang, Hei Ying was a whole head taller than her. He was covered in black fur from head to toe, only his face was exposed—a thin face that glowed green and white under the moonlight.

Yi Fei was surprised: "You're not in the carriage? Who was the person talking in the carriage just now?!"

In the carriage, Jiao Buqi poked his head out: "Back to the third prince, it's the slave talking."

The first half of the sentence still uses Feng Xiaoya's voice, and the second half of the sentence restores its original sound.

Yi Fei admits that he is wronged, and looks at the man in black with a wry smile: "Your ventriloquist is pretty good."

The man in black nodded lightly: "Yes. I don't drive at all on weekdays, just to scare you when encountering such a situation."

This person, of course, is Feng Xiaoya, the legendary number one lazy man in the world.

This time, he not only moved his fingers, but his whole body.

And when he moves, no one in the world is faster than him.

Qiu Jiang stared at Feng Xiaoya who was close at hand. As a protected person, she didn't feel at ease, but was inexplicably afraid.

She suddenly realized that she was afraid of this person.

From the bottom of my heart, I was afraid of him.

Why?

***

Half an hour later, the four of them reunited in Xue's study.

At first, Xue Cai wanted to find a doctor to heal Qiu Jiang, but it turned out that it was just a prank by Yi Fei—his special dagger, when he pressed the handle, it would spray red water, looking like a knife from a distance. General bleeding. Therefore, Qiu Jiang was not injured at all, and the only loss was probably her clothes, and the collar was red.

When the guard brought the dagger in front of Xue Cai, Yi Fei smiled and said, "It's very cheap, twenty Wen a piece, I didn't expect to deceive Xiang Xue, it's so worth it."

Xue Cai snorted coldly, but did not pursue the matter, but said: "Let's discuss the conditions of cooperation again."

Feng Xiaoya occupied the only couch in the study, but instead of sitting down, she lay down. Probably because he used martial arts before, he looked very tired at the moment.

Qiu Jiang and Xue Cai were standing, but Yi Fei was sitting—tied up on the ground.

Therefore, when Xue Cai said this, Yi Fei looked at the rope on his body mockingly: "Why do you think I ran away? The answer is that I won't talk to you, and I won't talk about any conditions."

"Do you think you still have a chance to refuse?" Xue Cai said coldly, although he was young, but when he lowered his face, the air in the whole room seemed to freeze, making people uncomfortable.

Ke Yifei didn't seem to feel it at all, and continued to grin: "No, but luckily I still have a chance to die."

After a word, there was a dead silence in the room.

Xue Cai didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to have a headache with this guy. As for Feng Xiaoya, Qiu Jiang felt that he seemed to be asleep.

However, at this moment, Feng Xiaoya suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were clear and piercing like the splash of water when a stone smashes into the water.

"Three hundred and ninety-seven thousand." Feng Xiaoya turned her head sideways, stared at Yi Fei with such clear and deep eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know what this number means?"

Yi Fei was obviously taken aback.

"Three hundred and ninety-seven thousand, is the total number of missing children from Yan and Bi countries in the past 20 years. They are only recorded, and there are no records to check, let alone countless. So, do you know that so many children, Where did they all go missing?"

Yi Fei's face suddenly changed.

"I went to Cheng Guo." I don't know if it was an illusion, Qiu Jiang felt that Feng Xiaoya's face looked very sad, but it turned sharp again in just a moment, "The strong and strong ones were sold to the weapon workshop to make weapons. Coolies; beautiful ones were sold to brothels. Cheng Guo relied on these two incomes to compete with the Three Kingdoms."

Yi Fei sneered: "So what? You also said it's been twenty years. This cancer has been growing for so many years, and it's rotted into the bones. It's not too late to think about it now?"

"I'm not going to pursue it." Feng Xiaoya said word by word, very slowly but powerfully, "I'm going to dig it up!"

The wind whistled past the window.

The light and shadow seemed to dim in the blink of an eye. Qiu Jiang looked at Feng Xiaoya steadily, a little shocked, but also something else, which made her feel that she was getting farther and farther away from him, so far away that she couldn't see clearly at all.