Chapter 3: The young man is strong and unrestrained, flying in the daytime with wings of a tiger
That year, General Chu Yi had not passed away yet, and Chu Mo was still a rebellious young man from the capital, dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse.
He was arrogant, unrestrained, handsome, and at the age of thirteen he was already the dream husband of many girls.
Jingxuan was only six years old that year. She was a little girl with short arms and legs, who spoke in a childish voice and smelled of milk.
They had never met before, and Jing Yu had never even heard of the name Chu Mo.
But one thing made the two parallel lines intersect.
That day, she went out of the palace for a walk with the queen, but a group of people rushed out from nowhere. They were holding swords and brutally killed all the guards.
The secret guards escorted her away, but they were separated from the queen.
When the last secret guard fell, little Jingxuan was so scared that she burst into tears.
She didn't dare to stop and could only obey the secret guard's orders and run desperately. Finally, her small body couldn't bear it anymore and she fainted on the side of the road.
Good people always exist in storybooks, but Xiao Jingxuan was not so lucky and was thrown into the dungeon.
The dungeon was as dark as an abyss and as cold as an ice cave. Dozens of people were crowded in a small cell, and there was a disgusting smell and people's sobbing everywhere.
Little Jingxuan had never been exposed to such a world, and she had never imagined that the world that she thought was beautiful and kind under the love of her father and mother would make her so frightened.
She hugged her knees tightly to feel safe.
Fortunately, her gorgeous clothes were covered in dust after being tossed around in recent days, and her delicate cheeks were also dusty, covering up her tender but slightly elegant face.
She shrank her body to reduce her presence, but she didn't know that her existence itself was abnormal.
Two guards not far away watched her with interest, and after a moment they looked at each other with malice in their eyes.
One of the guards opened the cell door and walked towards Xiao Jingxuan. People seemed to understand something, but did not take any action. They just watched and begged that the same thing would not happen to them.
The guard walked over to Xiao Jingxuan and pulled her up, holding her up with one hand to her chest. He reached out and wiped the dust off Xiao Jingxuan's face, and then his eyes lit up: "Wow, what a beauty."
Little Jingxuan was so scared that she was shaking all over, but she yelled at him loudly: "Let...let me go, I...I won't let you go!"
She knew that even if she told him her identity as a princess, no one would believe her, and some might even kill her, so she couldn't reveal herself.
The guard roared and reached out to tear off Xiao Jingxuan's clothes, but she bit his finger hard.
The little girl used all her strength, and her teeth were so sharp that the guard screamed in pain: "Ah!"
He slapped little Jingxuan in the face, forcing the latter to open her teeth. The guard immediately raised his hand and threw little Jingxuan hard against the wall. With a "bang", the little body slid weakly to the ground.
The guard's heart skipped a beat, fearing that the slave was dead. He sniffed her breath and saw that she was still alive. He heaved a sigh of relief and left the cell without thinking about anything else.
Little Jingxuan fainted on the ground, and her small body did not move for a long time, as if she was dead.
A few people couldn't bear it, so they helped Xiao Jingxuan up and checked her injuries. They saw that she was just unconscious and although she had some head injuries, her life was not in danger, so they felt relieved.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Jingxuan slowly woke up. Several people came up to her and asked worriedly, "Little girl, are you okay?"
She originally thought that they were still those bad guys, but when she heard their words, her heart was warmed, and she smiled sweetly despite her young age, regardless of the current situation.
"Thank you uncle and aunt for your concern. Xiaoyu is much better now."
Such an innocent statement made everyone in the cell feel ashamed.
Not long ago, they watched helplessly as that bastard bullied the little girl, but now the little girl...
A middle-aged woman's eyes moistened, and she hugged little Jingxuan in her arms: "Little Xuan, be good, auntie will protect you."
The others didn't say anything, but each had their own ideas.
Fortunately, the guards didn't cause any trouble in the next few days.
Until one day, a fat man with expensive clothes and big ears walked into the cell. He looked around and suddenly his eyes lit up. He pointed at the little girl who was being protected by the people and said, "That little girl, that's her."
Little Jingxuan poked her little head out from the middle-aged woman's arms and glanced at the fat man cautiously.
This one glance completely drew the fat man away.
"Beautiful, really beautiful, I love her so much, wash her and send her home quickly, I can use her after raising her for a few years."
The guards came in to arrest her, but the prisoners all stood up and protected her in the middle.
No one expected them to resist, in fact, they didn't expect they would have the courage to do so.
Perhaps it was because they had developed feelings for each other after spending a few days together, or perhaps it was because they felt that if they allowed the girl to be taken away, they would definitely regret it in the future.
People tend to seek benefits and avoid harm, especially in times of crisis, but at this moment, they felt that such an innocent and lovely girl should not encounter this.
"What are you doing? Are you rebelling?"
Several guards rushed into the cell and beat them, but they did not retreat but advanced instead, protecting Xiao Jingyu.
Little Jingxuan opened her eyes wide and tears as big as beans fell down.
“Uncle Li…Uncle Wang, wuwuwuwu…don’t hit my aunt, save them, don’t hit them, wuwuwuwu, don’t…”
How could ordinary people in prison compare with this group of martial artists? Looking at the people lying on the ground but still struggling to protect her, and the people using sticks to beat her, Xiao Jingxuan was extremely angry.
She stared at the fat man, her eyes swept over all the perpetrators, and said murderously word by word: "You all deserve to die!"
Although the little girl is small in stature, she has a very imposing aura. Her innate nobility and oppressive power are unmatched by anyone present.
The fat man was so frightened that his entire body trembled. He stretched out his big fat hand and commanded his servants: "What are you waiting for? Go and catch her for me!"
"Little...little concubine."
"Xiaoyu..."
The person lying on the ground looked at the little girl worriedly. He struggled to stand up, but fell to the ground weakly, his eyes full of sorrow.
At this time, there was a noise outside the dungeon, like a fight, which made people feel uneasy.
The sound did not last long. Soon, there was a "bang" from the door, and a young man walked in. He was wearing light armor, and with every step he took, there was a "clacking" sound from the armor colliding, which inexplicably added a bit of solemnity to him.
Behind him were dozens of soldiers. They rushed into the cell, quickly controlled the fat man and others, then helped up those who fell to the ground and waited quietly on the side.
The young man strode into the cell, carefully helped little Jingxuan, who was looking at him blankly, up, then knelt on one knee with his hands clasped together.
His eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, and he smiled gently and said, "Your servant Chu Mo is late in saving you, I hope Your Highness will forgive me."
"Little princess, I am here, don't be afraid."
Although it is a cold armor, it seems to be wrapped in the scorching sun, bringing the warmth of summer.
Xiao Jingxuan looked at the handsome young man in front of her. The light armor he wore made him look mighty. His slightly immature face revealed a hardness and toughness. He was full of vigor and vitality, and every move he made was full of the youthful vigor.
Little Jingxuan is young, and I don’t know how to describe it. The only thing I can remember is what the Taifu once said: “Young people are strong-willed and unrestrained, and they fly in the daytime with wings spread out from a tiger’s flank.”
Little Jingxuan reached out and grabbed Chu Mo's big hand, and said in a soft and tender voice: "Not guilty! You are not guilty!"
Jing Xuan didn't remember clearly what happened afterwards, but she vaguely remembered that her uncle and aunt were rescued and given a lot of gold, silver and treasures, enough to make them wealthy for the rest of their lives and bless their descendants.
Not long after, the fat man's group was executed for persecuting the royal family, and all the officials involved in the prison were investigated and executed.
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