Yunxiao was a secret guard after all, and had seen many despicable tactics. The moment he fainted, he knew he had been drugged. He had licorice on him that could undo the effects of the drug.

He took out licorice and stuffed it into the mouths of other people who were still unconscious. In the blink of an eye, all of them woke up.

Yunxiao immediately took two people on horseback and chased in the direction Jianjia said, while Jianjia and several others followed behind in cars.

But after chasing for half an hour, they still didn't see the carriage that abducted Yu Jiao.

Inside the car, Yu Jiao was very resistant to being held in Cheng Ying's arms. She finally broke free and sat aside, but Cheng Ying grabbed her wrist again.

"What again? I'm already on the carriage." Yu Jiao said in a very bad tone.

Cheng Ying held her hand and played with it slowly. "Who knows if you will be so aggressive as to jump off the carriage? I can't bear to see you get hurt, so I can only be more cautious."

Yu Jiao felt frustrated as if her thoughts were seen through. She even thought about jumping off the carriage when Cheng Ying was not paying attention.

"Sir Governor, I really don't understand why you insist on taking me to Xianyang? Do you have the same idea as Ji Wudao and want to use me to control Yu Qizhe?" Yu Jiao was puzzled.

Cheng Ying's expression was gloomy. "Catch him? He can't even protect himself now, let alone take care of other things. As long as Ji Wudao attacks the city, he will die."

Yu Jiao felt as if her heart had sunk to the bottom of a lake when she heard him speak so confidently. "What good would it do you if he died? Why didn't you let the people of Xianyang Guard redress the injustice? Do you have to watch the people of the world become homeless and their country and families ruined before you can be happy?"

"Whether the people of the world live or die has nothing to do with me." Cheng Ying did not hide his murderous intention towards Yu Qizhe, "But Yu Qizhe must die."

Yu Jiao looked at him straight in the eyes: "I didn't know what deep hatred there was between you and him that you had to kill him."

Cheng Ying laughed at herself: "The hatred between him and me is enormous. It can't be resolved unless you die and I forget you." The hatred of having his wife stolen from him, the hatred of having his love stolen from him.

"What hatred? Tell me what it is?" Yu Jiao stared at him coldly and said, "If he has offended you, I will apologize to you on his behalf. If he has been rude to you, I will apologize to you on his behalf."

Cheng Ying simply couldn't bear to hear her defending Yu Qizhe like this. He laughed in anger and pinched her chin: "Why do you want to stand up for him? You've only known him for a few years? Are you willing to die with him? I won't allow it! The more you are reluctant to leave him, the more I want to kill him. Yu Qizhe deserves to die!"

Yu Jiao didn't understand why he was so violent and cruel towards Yu Qizhe. She remembered that when she first met Cheng Ying, he was always so arrogant and superior. He always looked at others as if they were ants, with either a cold or playful expression.

He was originally a person with unpredictable moods, who watched the fire from the other side of the river and had the power of life and death.

It was after spending such a long time together that she developed an illusion. After all, Cheng Ying had protected her many times, stood up for her in the East Palace, and had never really hurt her. Even though Cheng Ying treated her very badly at the beginning, when people get along with each other, there is always some sincerity between them.

"You want Yu Qizhe to die, so why do you have to take me to Xianyang? Do you just like watching others die?" Yu Jiao closed her eyes, with a kind of helpless calmness, "Anyway, you won't lead troops from Xianyang to redress the injustice, so let me go back to the capital to die with him."

After Cheng Ying heard this, his expression changed immediately. He seemed to be angered by Yu Jiao's words. He pinched her chin with more force. His eyes were so dark that they seemed to be biting people. His breathing became heavy. He said word by word: "Don't even think about dying with him."

"I'm not a puppet. Do you think you can decide my life or death? It's easy for you to kill someone, but it's hard to keep someone alive. There are hundreds of ways to die in this world. I'm a doctor, and you can't prevent it." Yu Jiao retorted.

Cheng Ying really hated her stubbornness at this moment. He was so angry that he almost lost his mind. He covered Yu Jiao's mouth with one hand, dragged Yu Jiao into his arms, and said angrily and helplessly: "Jiao Jiao, why are you so disobedient? Why don't you listen?"

The hand that he was covering Yu Jiao's mouth and nose was shaking slightly. "Come back to Xianyang with me, okay? Just be obedient, and I'll agree to whatever you want, except Yu Qizhe."

Yu Jiao was suffocated and her cheeks turned red, but she did not struggle. She had no intention of showing weakness to Cheng Ying. Her brain began to feel dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and moisture appeared in the corners of her eyes. The tears that slid down wet Cheng Ying's fingers.

His pupils shrank, he suddenly came to his senses and suddenly let go of his hand.

"Mad man." The air rushed in, and Yu Jiao's body naturally reacted by gasping for breath. She stared at Cheng Ying, her eyes dark and bright, and uttered these two words in a hoarse voice.

These two words were like thunder to Cheng Ying. He curled his fingers slightly, avoided Yu Jiao's eyes, and did not dare to look up at her.

He had been alone for so many years, and had finally waited for her with great effort. How could Cheng Ying bear to hurt her? He couldn't bear it. If he really wanted to make her feel uncomfortable, he wouldn't have thought about it for so many days, and hesitated with fear. He should have acted without scruples and regardless of her wishes.

The word "crazy" was like a heavy blow to Cheng Ying.

He was already feeling uneasy about what Zhang Daoling said, fearing that one day his words would come true and the auditory hallucinations in his head would cause him to hurt Jiaojiao with his own hands.

He was afraid that after recognizing Jiaojiao, she would be disappointed that the gentle and elegant Senior Brother Fu Chuan had become what he is now. He could not accept that he had shattered the image of himself in Jiaojiao's heart with his own hands.

During the ten years when Jiaojiao was not around, he was like a walking corpse, floating in the clouds and wandering in the world.

Now that Jiaojiao appeared, he felt like a drowning man, suffering more than death.

Her love, her fondness, stabbed bloodily into his chest.

Love peels away the beautiful surface, but inside it lies the hideous, ugly, selfish and domineering nature.

But he has waited for so long, two lifetimes, how could he be willing to let go and hand her over to someone else?

In fact, he really wanted to kill Yu Qizhe with his own hands, but he didn't dare to think about the consequences of doing so. After all, he didn't want Yu Jiao to hate him too much.

"If you stay by my side from now on, I can consider sending troops from Xianyang to redress the injustice." Cheng Ying compromised.

Yu Jiao looked at him with a complicated expression. She didn't understand why Cheng Ying acted as if she was very important to him.

"What on earth do you mean?"

Cheng Ying's curled fingers touched the small statue in the brocade bag on her waist. Her throat rolled and she asked with difficulty and stiffness: "Stay with me."

He didn't raise his eyes, as if avoiding looking at Yu Jiao's expression at the moment.

But Yu Jiao suspected that she had heard it wrongly, or did not understand the meaning of his words.