A woman with an ordinary appearance walked out from the crowd, looking like an honest citizen.
Her face looked very haggard, but there were no signs of her being poisoned.
It seems they haven't used any spells on her yet.
Le Jia's mother's voice trembled: "Miss, I...I am Le Jia's mother. May I ask how my Jiajia is doing now?"
After she was brought here, she thought she was definitely going to die. She wondered what would happen to Jiajia without her. Jiajia was just a four-year-old girl!
Fortunately, a ray of light shone in, and they were able to survive.
Quan Ji looked at Le Jia's mother and said indifferently, "She's fine. I promised her I would send you back. Let's go."
Quan Ji stretched out her hand, her slender fingers as white and translucent as snow, with a touch of delicate pink at the fingertips. If it weren't for the calluses on her palms from years of wielding a sword, anyone would have assumed that the owner of these hands had been pampered and spoiled for many years.
Unfortunately, she is not. She is a red rose that blooms resolutely in the cold wind, and she remains as fiery as ever in the endless winter.
Le Jia's mother looked at the outstretched hand and subconsciously wanted to reach out, but quickly realized something and she gripped her clothes tightly.
Her hands were too dirty.
Quan Ji stared at Le Jia's mother.
Why not get on board?
The other person gripped the hem of her clothes even tighter.
She said in a self-conscious voice:
“Miss…Miss, we are of lowly status and our hands are dirty. We can’t let them get dirty.”
Everyone around them stared at the two of them, a chill running down their spines.
Yes, even though the young lady saved them, it doesn't mean she's anything special. She was just fulfilling her duties and obligations as someone in power.
She was, after all, an aristocrat, a supreme aristocrat.
They are different from them.
However, the next second, something they couldn't believe happened.
Quan Ji grabbed Le Jia's mother's hand and said, "A qualified ruler will learn to respect any qualified subject. You are the people of the Holy Glory. If you bow your heads, you will lose the glory of the Holy Glory."
“From now on, lift your head and look firmly into the light.”
She seemed to say nothing, but everyone knew she had said everything.
A warm feeling welled up in their hearts, their eyes reddened, and their cheeks became wet.
They remembered this day; this was their new leader, a leader truly worthy of their following!
...
When Quan Ji led everyone out, it was already dawn. As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds, the path of light shone directly on their faces like a blessing, just as they emerged from darkness to welcome the new dawn.
Everyone went home.
Quan Ji kept her word and brought her mother back before Le Jia woke up.
Le Jia woke up soon after and saw her mother miraculously appear in front of her. She burst into tears and hugged her mother tightly.
"Mommy... Jiajia misses you so much... Jiajia is so scared, waaaaah... Sister really didn't lie to Jiajia, Mommy really is back!"
"Jiajia, Mommy will be more careful from now on, and I won't get lost, okay? Quickly say thank you to the young lady."
Jiajia, being sensible, turned around and looked at Quan Ji.
A child's gaze and gratitude are the purest and most adorable, bringing joy to the heart.
"Thank you, sister! I want to become just as amazing as you in the future."
Quan Ji smiled and ruffled the little girl's hair.
You will.
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