Yunxiao was just about to ask Wei San to drive the carriage and rush straight into the car, but his vision suddenly blurred, and then he fell to the ground in dizziness.
The same thing happened to the others, who also passed out soon after. Even Jianjia was hit. Only Yu Jiao was awake. Seeing this, her heart tightened and she looked towards the tea stall with sharp eyes. Someone must have drugged their tea and food.
In order to avoid her noticing, the person who gave the drug deliberately avoided her, who knew medical skills.
Yu Jiao picked up Yun Xiao's sword and held it tightly in her hand, staring vigilantly at the group of people surrounding them, worried that the tea stall owner had teamed up with this group of people and was just waiting for the drug to take effect before attacking her.
This group of people actually made way for them. Yu Jiao looked up and saw a figure walking towards them from the tea stall.
"Master Du, what do you mean?" Yu Jiao heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Cheng Ying. At least she was not Ji Wudao's man. But what did Cheng Ying mean by doing this? She was very confused. "Are you going to arrest me too?"
Cheng Ying did not deny it. His face showed a calmness as if he had made up his mind. He walked up to Yu Jiao and said, "Come with me."
"I won't!" Yu Jiao took a half step back and said stubbornly, "I want to go to the capital. I won't go to Xianyang with you."
"Do you want to see Yu Qizhe die?" Cheng Ying sneered, his tone cold, "The emperor is unconscious, and the troops stationed in Xianyang will not go to quell the rebellion without orders."
Yu Jiao opened her eyes wide and said dejectedly, "Then there are troops from other places. The news of the war has spread. There will always be someone to lead troops to suppress the rebellion."
"Even if there is, how many days do you think Yu Qizhe can defend Kyoto? Do you want to wait for the Gu family's Lingnan Army to cross mountains and rivers for more than ten days before coming to redress the injustice? Or do you want the troops under Feng Zheng of Pingliang Prefecture?" Cheng Ying said lightly.
Yu Jiao was a little dazed, her thoughts were in a mess. Distant water could not quench immediate thirst. Just as Cheng Ying said, by the time the Lingnan Army and the Pingliang Army arrived in Kyoto to redress the injustice, Kyoto would probably have already been defeated and the world would have changed.
Yu Jiao took a deep breath and said, "Even if Shengjing City is sure to fall and Yu Qizhe cannot defend it, I will not go with you. I should rush back to find him. My family is all in Shengjing."
Cheng Ying's face turned pale, but she finally suppressed her anger: "I have a transfer order."
Yu Jiao seemed to understand what he said: "Then you should hurry back to Xianyang to mobilize troops. What good will it do you to lose the country?"
Cheng Ying sneered, her voice almost ruthless: "What does it have to do with me whether the country perishes or not?"
Yu Jiao was furious. She had long seen that this man had a tendency to be cold-blooded and world-weary. Nothing in this world could move him.
"My return to Beijing has nothing to do with you!" Yu Jiao said unhappily.
"You have no say in this." Cheng Ying approached her and raised his hand to grab her wrist.
Yu Jiao subconsciously waved the sword in her hand, trying to force Cheng Ying to retreat, but Cheng Ying was a martial artist, and she knocked the sword out of her hand with almost no effort. She then grabbed her other hand that was about to hold the silver needle, took the needle bag from her sleeve, and then held her sideways in her arms.
Along the way, he was hesitant, because he knew she was Jiaojiao, and he didn't want to use any means on her, but she was too disobedient. He didn't want to hesitate any longer, nor did he want to wait any longer. Only by being forceful, maybe there would be a glimmer of hope for him and Jiaojiao.
Even if Jiaojiao hated him, resented him, and blamed him, he could never let go. He could not watch her continue to be with Yu Qizhe. He was such a selfish person and could not bear to see Jiaojiao happy with someone else.
If he can't get it, he would rather destroy it all and let everyone suffer together.
Yu Jiao struggled desperately: "What are you going to do? Why do you insist on taking me to Xianyang? What does my life or death have to do with you? Let me go!"
Cheng Ying grabbed her waist, and the force in his palm was quite strong. Yu Jiao could no longer move, and she felt that his arms were shackled like iron clamps.
"I don't want to go with you, put me down!" Yu Jiao was so angry that she couldn't move her hands and feet. She wanted to open her mouth and bite him.
Cheng Ying ignored her and just carried her towards the carriage that had been prepared long ago.
"Sir, where is the silver you promised us?" When the group of beggars saw them leaving, they asked hesitantly but did not dare to get too close.
Cheng Qi, who was driving, threw out a heavy purse, and the group of people immediately rushed forward and started snatching it.
Cheng Ying casually glanced at the man among them who had a broken hand. The next moment, a short blade as thin as a cicada's wing flew out from his hand, and a bloody hole immediately appeared on the man's neck. The expression on his face was still as if he was fighting for the silver. He seemed to be unaware of what was happening and fell to the ground without breathing.
The group of people who were fighting for the silver were suddenly horrified and fled in panic.
Cheng Ying carried Yu Jiao into the carriage, lowered the curtain, and said to Cheng Qi, the driver, "Let's go."
Seeing the car moving, Yu Jiao knew that she could not resist Cheng Ying taking her away. Now that things had come to this, she hurriedly said, "Wait, you can't leave the people around me here, they are still unconscious..." Especially since Jianjia was still a woman and there was war going on at the moment, who knew what kind of people would pass by on the road?
Yu Jiao thought that given Cheng Ying's cold-bloodedness, it would take some more persuasion to convince him.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Ying said to the outside of the car: "Wake up her maid."
Cheng Qi responded, jumped off the carriage, walked to the middle of the guards lying on the ground, took out a medicine bottle from his arms, uncorked it, put it under Jianjia's nose, and let her sniff it.
Soon, Jianjia woke up slowly, but her eyes were still a little hazy. She stared at Cheng Qi, a stranger, and saw him turn and leave. She followed him with her eyes and suddenly realized something. She struggled to stand up from the ground and looked around, but she didn't see Yu Jiao.
"Jianjia, I... um..." Yu Jiao wanted to leave a message for Jianjia, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Cheng Ying covered her mouth.
"Miss..." Jianjia called out anxiously, and staggered a few steps towards the carriage. She saw Cheng Qi sitting on the shaft, whipping the horse and driving away.
And she didn't even know who took the girl away.
Watching Yu Jiao being taken away, Jianjia was almost crying. She stomped her feet in anger, turned around and squatted down, trying to wake up Yunxiao and the others who were still unconscious.
But no one knew what the drug was made of, and it didn't work even when poured with water. The tea stall owner had already run away. Jianjia was worried about Yu Jiao's safety, so she gritted her teeth, took out a dagger, and cut Yunxiao's fingers. It is said that the fingers are connected to the heart, and some drugs can make the person sober if they feel pain.
Sure enough, after Yunxiao's finger was cut, he had some reaction, frowned, and struggled to wake up.
"The girl has been kidnapped." Seeing that he was awake, Jianjia said angrily, "The carriage went east, we must catch up quickly."
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