Chapter 122: I Don't Want to Be a Disciple and I Want to Leave My Master

Hearing her voice, the person behind her suddenly retracted the dagger.

Although Qi Yue was a little confused, he decided to send the people outside away first.

"Hide well and wait for me to get rid of the people outside."

She lifted the curtain a little and walked out, looking coldly at the people in front of the carriage.

He Lu: "Miss, they said her servant stole your carriage."

Qi Yue stood with his arms folded, looking at the crowd that was gradually being attracted around him.

"It doesn't matter whether your servants are in my carriage or not. What matters is that I am very unhappy because you have disturbed my mood."

After hearing this, Madam Hua's legs almost went limp, but looking at the low-key carriage, she still had a glimmer of hope.

"Miss, if the servants were not in your carriage, we would definitely compensate you for your losses..."

"You won't cry until you see the coffin." Qi Yue clapped his hands and pointed towards the crowd, pointing at a tall and strong man who looked like a butcher.

"Go to the Imperial City Office and report that some thugs are trying to hijack Princess Yi Yang's carriage. Ask the Imperial City Office to bring soldiers to arrest them. When you come back, I will reward you with ten taels of silver."

He Lu immediately took out a silver ingot weighing ten taels from her bosom.

The butcher was very happy. He just watched the fun and got a stuffed pie for free?

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Everyone gasped when they heard this, and Madam Hua and her thugs were so frightened that they fell to their knees.

No one questioned Qi Yue's identity, because in this Kyoto city, under the feet of the emperor, no one would risk their life and pretend to be Princess Yi Yang in such a blatant manner.

"Please spare my life, Princess. Please spare my life, Princess..."

"I was just dizzy and my eyes were blurry. No one got into your carriage..."

Madam Hua kowtowed and begged for mercy for a long time, but seeing that she was unmoved, she ran away with her people.

Qi Yue didn't care and asked He Lu to wait for the Imperial City Envoy to come and go directly to Manxianglou to arrest people.

When she returned to the carriage, the person inside was already kneeling in front of her.

Qi Yue walked over and sat down, then reached out and lifted his chin.

"An, Anze?"

One of his eyes was red and filled with mist, and his face was also a little red. He looked at her pitifully.

"Hey, why are you crying? Look at you, how come you got yourself so dirty again?"

Qi Yue took out a handkerchief and wiped his face and tears, but the tears flowed even more violently, like a poor little person who had suffered a lot of injustice.

"Why are you in Kyoto? Where are Liang Mu and Liang Cen? Why is your face so hot?"

An Ze suppressed his restlessness and heat, breathing heavily: "Liang Mu and Liang Cen are still being held by that madam Hua. Master, please save them quickly. That madam Hua wants Liang Mu to receive guests today..."

"Don't worry, I've already sent someone to catch the madam. Liang Mu and Liang Cen will be fine."

Qi Yue reached out to touch his forehead, frowned and asked again: "Are you having a fever?"

An Ze shook his head, grabbed her hand and rubbed it on his face: "They put aphrodisiac incense on me... they want to, they want to break my virginity..."

Qi Yue:!!!

This damn kid didn’t say it earlier!

"Just bear with it!"

Then he shouted to the driver outside the carriage: "Go faster!"

Coachman: "Yes, Princess."

An Ze held her hand and refused to let go. He raised his pitiful puppy eyes and looked at her, his eyes full of pleading.

Qi Yue pulled her hand out with all her strength, her voice somewhat stern: "Absolutely not! I am nominally your master's wife."

An Ze grabbed her sleeve and said stubbornly, "Then I won't be his apprentice anymore. I want to quit being his apprentice."

Qi Yue held his forehead with his hand: "Lin Xu will beat you to death."

"Then let him beat me to death. If it weren't for my master, I would have been dead a long time ago..."

"You! Why are you so stubborn?" Qi Yue reached out to pull his ears, but as soon as she touched the earlobe, she was burned.

An Ze's patience had reached its limit, and when she touched him again, he couldn't hold back any longer and threw her to the ground.

As soon as I opened my mouth to utter a word, he kissed me.

Qi Yue pushed him with his hand, but just as he pushed him away a little, he was grabbed and pressed on the top of his head again.

But fortunately, this guy doesn't understand love affairs and can only hug her and bite her mouth uncomfortably.

Qi Yue simply didn't bother to struggle anymore. Why bother with a kid?

In more than half a cup of tea, the carriage returned to the princess's mansion.

Seeing that he was still chewing hard in a daze, Qi Yue opened her mouth and bit his lips hard, which made him sober up a little due to the pain.

An Ze got up in a panic. He wanted to help her but didn't dare to touch her. In the end, he could only kneel with his head down.

Qi Yue straightened his clothes and said, "Okay, go and soak in the cold water to relieve yourself."

After having him taken away, he arranged for a servant to find He Lu and ask her to bring back the two children named Liang Mu and Liang Cen.

Liang Mu and Liang Cen followed He Lu back to the princess's mansion with a vigilant look on their faces. When they saw Qi Yue, they both cried with excitement.

Liang Cen, in particular, threw himself into her arms and burst into tears.

Qi Yue hugged the little Liang Cen and coaxed him distressedly: "Little Liang Cen, don't cry. Your tears have melted my heart. Be good, no one will bully you anymore."

Liang Cen opened his big watery eyes and complained aggrievedly: "Sister, I thought I would never see you again. A Cen missed you so much... Master... Master left us and ran away again..."

"Those people are so bad... they arrested us... didn't give us food... and beat A Cen... they also wanted to strip my brother and brother A Ze of their clothes..."

Qi Yue stroked her back and continued to coax her: "Don't cry, dear Cen Cen. Wait until your master comes back and I will teach him a lesson for you..."

Liang Cen pouted and said, "Sister, please don't say that it was A Cen who complained... Master is very fierce..."

Qi Yue pinched her little nose and said with a smile: "You clever little ghost! Don't worry, sister won't tell you, tell me, where is Cen Cen injured?"

Liang Cen shook his head: "A Cen was not injured. My brother protected A Cen and those people didn't hit him."

Qi Yue turned to look at Liang Mu, only to see him standing aside with red eyes, watching them quietly, with some envy in his eyes.

She waved her hand: "Amu, come here."

Liang Mu came over, Qi Yue put Liang Cen down, stood up and touched his furry head, praising: "Our Amu is really amazing, he has always protected his sister very well, he is such a good brother!"

Liang Mu felt the hand above his head was soft and warm, a bit like the hand of his mother in his distant memory.

There was some moisture in his eyes, and a slight warmth came from his heart, which was beating violently.

"Master... this is what I should do..."

Qi Yue: "Where are you injured? Let me see."

Liang Mu's face turned red, and he hesitated, "My back... was hit by a few sticks..."