Several strong men rushed to help immediately, but the only living slaughter committed suicide, and it seemed that they were very strict.

"Who are you?" Jiuer turned her head and looked at the man on the horse's back.

"I was going down to Qingshan. I saw that the road was unfair, so my master taught me to come and rescue me." Qingshan got off his horse, holding his sword and holding his fists.

Following the direction of Qingshan, Jiuer saw a carriage not far away, and turned his eyes and approached his carriage. The master and servant muttered a few words at the car window, and the curtains slowly lowered. Jiuer walked to Qingshan and said, "My master told me that it is not appropriate to name the name when you are married in the boudoir. Please forgive me. Thank you for your master's help. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can bring this item to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

As he said that, Jiuer handed over an item wrapped in white silk to Qingshan.

Because of a fierce battle, most of the entourages were injured, and the carriage could only drive away at an extremely slow speed.

When passing by the Qingshan Horse Team, Qi Fuhan poked out his index finger, which was very tiny gap. He looked at the exquisite carriage and frowned slightly.

Looking at the convoy that was leaving, Qingshan's eyebrows were gloomy and then entered the carriage.

The young man sat upright in the car, leaning sideways and looking a little weak. A brocade dressed with navy blue gold wire piping, which set off the slightly delicate face, revealing paleness that was not of this age. His eyelashes were long, thick and curly, and looked particularly beautiful in the blink of an eye. His slightly blue pupils shrank for a moment, but the coldness of the winter spread. Even if he didn't speak, the surrounding atmosphere had already dropped to freezing point.

Qingshan respectfully handed the man the item given by Jiuer, "Master, this is given by that girl."

Gently place it in the palm of your palm, open the silk, and quietly place a chess piece made of white jade in the mutton fat. Although it is an extremely small object, it is exquisitely crafted and has excellent jade quality and warm tentacles.

"Master, what is this?" Qingshan was puzzled.

The man didn't say anything, but just squeezed the chess piece in his palm. The frost on his eyebrows melted a little, "Go home!"

It was not until he entered Kyoto that Jiuer let go of his always-hanging heart.

The carriage was parked outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Qi Fuhan lifted the curtain.

"Miss?" Jiuer paused and pouted, "I knew that the lady had returned home today, but no one was welcomed. Why are the prime minister and his wife..."

"Jiu'er!" Qi Fuhan stopped Jiu'er's words, "This is not Jiangzhou, no nonsense is allowed."

He stuck out his tongue, Jiuer kept silent, "Yes."

"You go in through the back door and don't let anyone see any injuries on your body." Qi Fuhan turned around and sent out the entourage.

Looking at the followers walking towards the back door with injuries, Jiuer was puzzled, "Why is this Miss?"

Qi Fuhan was about to speak when a crisp sound like a copper bell suddenly sounded from the door, "Sister is finally here, but I'm so nervous to wait."

Qi Fuhan looked up and a pretty figure quickly came out of the door. Behind him, a petite maid came none other than her half-sister, Qi Yashuang. Born to the same father, the two sisters had outstanding voices, appearances, but there was no similarity at all.

Qi Yashuang was bright and tender yellow, with fair skin, and infinite charm between the tips of her eyebrows. Her fingers were slender, and she felt a little charming in her every move.

Qi Fuhan is not the case. She wears a white shirt and looks like she is out of the dust. Her skin is as white as a cream, her eyes are a little lazy, and she can be shocked just by just staring at her. Her thin lips are not tinged but red, so she is really a natural beauty.

"If my sister doesn't come back, I will take someone to find her in person. I thought my sister was having an accident on the way, which really made her worry." Qi Yashuang said, unable to help but wipe her tears.

Jiuer looked at Qi Yashuang with a squinted eyes, "How can you know that my lady will have an accident on the road?"

After a word came out, Qi Yashuang was frozen on the spot, her beautiful big eyes flashed. It took a long time to come back to her senses, with awkward expression on her face, "No, no, sister, I don't mean that. I'm just worried... I'm just worried..."

Qi Fuhan glanced at Jiuer and smiled slightly, "Jiuer is a girl who is used to talking nonsense, you just think she is an ignorant child."

As if he was angry, Jiuer turned her back and even hummed twice in her nose.

Hearing this, Qi Yashuang's face calmed down a little, and her forehead was filled with fine sweat.

After a glance at Qi Fuhan saw Qi Yashuang's fingers constantly twisting silk handkerchiefs. He felt suspicious and his face was still calm, "Where is my father and mother?"
Chapter completed!