Disaster For the Country · Return Journey - Chapter 12.1
, Broken like a magic trick.
The coachman opened his eyes wide in astonishment.
Then, Qiu Jiang, who was freed, stretched out his hands to brush his hair, and smiled at him.
The coachman seemed to be hit hard: “You, you…are you not fascinated, fascinated?!”
“If Ruyi Qibao was knocked down by the drug so easily, he would not be alive now.” The reason why she pretended to be unconscious was just to see what the other party wanted to do. Now that it was confirmed, it was not Feng Xiaoya’s instruction, but this person’s unauthorized behavior, so he didn’t bother to continue acting.
The coachman yelled and rushed towards her. Qiu Jiang stretched out a finger and tapped his forehead lightly, and he fell down.
Extremely unwilling to fall down on the car couch.
Both eyes were wide open, staring at her unwillingly.
Qiu Jiang reached out and touched the scar on his tiger’s mouth. The driver suddenly trembled like a sieve: “You kill me! Kill me! Anyway, I don’t want to live anymore! I don’t want to live anymore!”
“The so-called don’t know the pain without touching the skin. You lost your son, so you are anxious, regretful, and guilty. Thirty years later, you still want to seek a result. But in the end, you only see your own pain.” Qiu Jiang murmured, “The same Reason, Jiang Jiang is lost, Feng Letian and Feng Xiaoya are so anxious and spend all their energy looking for her.”
Feng Xiaoya set up a trap to find her, and after finding her, her request was: “Stay by my side, I will keep you safe.”
He wants to save her.
He only saves her.
He couldn’t see the others, and he didn’t care.
But in Ruyimen, except for a few who were sold by their parents, most of them were sold by human traffickers. Which of the Ruyi Qibao was not a child full of scars and fate?
Therefore, although what Feng Xiaoya did for Jiang Jiang often made her sad, she was not moved.
The Ruyi Gate has existed for 120 years, and the high-ranking officials and nobles have left it alone and done nothing, why?
Meng Buli and Jiao Buqi came out of the Ruyi Gate; Old King Yan’s Xiao Yiya came out of the Ruyi Gate; Bi Kingdom’s Right Prime Minister Jiang Zhong’s hidden guard came out of the Ruyi Gate; and King Cheng’s entourage, Princess Yishu’s maidservant and Prince Yifei’s slain soldier were all trained by Ruyimen…
Thinking of this, Qiu Jiang laughed mockingly: “The royal family and nobles all benefit from it, how can they give up their lives? So I can’t see the old father looking for his son, his back is bent and his hands are shaking; he can’t see his mother crying, his eyes are crying blood; Weak children are put in a row in a numb manner, beaten one by one, not even able to cry and resist… In the end, the so-called skin-cutting is nothing more than finding your own child.”
The coachman was shocked by these words, regret, guilt and hesitation all melted together, and tears flowed down all at once.
“You can’t see it. I don’t blame you, because you’re just… a pariah.” But those people can’t see it, those in high positions can’t see it, it’s sin, it’s the root of the cancer! It is the real culprit that makes Ruyi Gate stand still!
“I don’t kill untouchables.” After Qiu Jiang said this sentence again softly, he got out of the car.
Outside the car was a secluded path, and a man in black stood on top of the white snow.
Qiu Jiang’s breathing stopped instantly.
The distance between the two was less than ten feet, and the cold wind blew snowflakes in front of them, dyeing their brows with inexplicable emotions, both real and illusory.
The world seemed to be at rest, and at the same time seemed to be in chaos.
In such a vast world, Feng Xiaoya said softly, “So, that’s what you think.”