Her guards

Chapter 26 The carriage of the Duke of Ding'an's mansion

As the embroidered-robed guards arrived, several prison carts slowly drove through the city gate.

There were men and women, old and young, and they all seemed to have been subjected to some kind of torture. They were limp and lifeless in the prison cart, as if their souls had been sucked away.

Only one young child, who had not been tortured, was now innocently curiously gripping the bars of the prison cart and looking out, waving to passersby.

The onlookers on the roadside were filled with fear, pity, and bewilderment.

Those who are guilty should be killed or sentenced, but Wei Jiao just liked to parade people through the streets, parading them while they were alive and leaving their corpses exposed after they died.

Despite his young age, he acts strangely and absurdly, and his words and actions are erratic and mad.

No wonder he was raised by that madman Zhao Tan.

The city gate captain lowered his gaze, only daring to spit inwardly, because Wei Jiao had not left yet, he was still at the city gate, and several carriages had passed by the house of Lady Ding'an, who was concerned about her.

Three cars? That many people?

"Does the Duke of Ding'an have that many people?"

The Duke of Ding'an must have quite a few family members. He has three sons and two daughters. Is three carriages a lot? Even the servants and maids with status in the Duke's mansion can have their own carriages. The city gate captain curled his lip again.

"Aren't they supposed to ignore the dead? Why are so many people going to pay their respects?"

Suddenly another voice drifted over, and the city gate captain was slightly taken aback. It seemed that Wei Jiao knew who the Lady of Ding'an was mourning. The next moment, he heard the sound of hooves, looked up and saw Wei Jiao turn his horse around and lead a group of embroidered men out of the city, heading towards Dajue Temple.

What have they discovered this time? What leverage have they found? Are they going to deal with Duke Ding'an? Wei Jiao's thoughts are as unpredictable as he is. The city gate captain frowned as he watched the group disappear into the distance.

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As the bells and drums resounded, the West Gate of Dajue Temple, reserved for distinguished guests, opened, and a carriage emerged, escorted by five servants.

A round-faced, plump-looking servant woman followed beside the carriage.

A woman's sobbing could be heard from inside the car, and then a slender hand lifted the curtain.

“…Mother Wang…”

The woman's voice trembled.

But before she could even lift the curtain, Wang's mother grabbed her hand and pushed it back.

"Miss, please be good," said Mama Wang softly.

The woman in the car choked back tears: "Please, Auntie, don't send me back. Going back will only mean certain death..."

Madam Wang interrupted her: "Miss, don't worry. Madam has already sent a letter to your mother, saying that you must not be blamed and that she should reconsider your marriage."

After saying this, he arranged the curtain and solemnly addressed the servants around him.

"Take good care of the invitation and look after the young lady along the way. Do not let anyone neglect her."

The servants responded in unison.

Wang's mother gave them a wink, and the coachman immediately urged the horse on. Perhaps caught off guard, the woman in the carriage seemed to fall and cry out in pain, followed by the maid's greeting, and then an even more desperate cry.

The sound of weeping echoed as the carriage moved along, scattering across the path.

“Miss, don’t cry when we get to the main road.” The coachman advised from outside, with a hint of warning, “This is the capital city. Many people recognize our carriage. If someone sees us, it will be a waste of Madam’s good intentions.”

The woman's crying subsided considerably immediately, as if she were trying to stifle it with her hands.

The driver cracked his whip with satisfaction, and as they approached the main road, a group of people suddenly stood up on it.

The coachman was startled and was about to scold the person for being so blind, but when he saw the person's clothes, he immediately shut his mouth. In his panic, he bit his tongue and cried out in pain, while simultaneously reining in his horse.

The horses neighed, the carriage stopped, and the people inside were once again caught off guard, stumbling and screaming.

In recent years, Xiuyi has reached the point in Daxia that she can stop children from crying.

Seeing it suddenly appear in broad daylight would startle anyone, as if they had seen a ghost.

Of course, the Duke of Ding'an's mansion wouldn't be so easily frightened; otherwise, they wouldn't have insisted on leaving even though they knew the Embroidered Robe was blocking the road.

But because of what had happened before, the servants were somewhat uneasy.

Especially when I saw that young man among them.

This is Wei Jiao.

Wei Jiao actually came in person. Could it be that he saw them force their way through earlier and is holding a grudge, coming here for revenge?

Wei Jiao might actually do something like that.

The head servant hurriedly dismounted, bowed respectfully, and said hastily, "Do you gentlemen have official business?" He waved to the coachman, "Make way quickly."

Just as the coachman was about to lead the horse to the side, Wei Jiao raised his hand and waved it away.

Although he didn't speak, the coachman froze instantly, standing still as Wei Jiao urged his horse closer.

Wei Jiao chuckled.

"When we arrived in the capital, I cried a lot," he said.

Is he talking to the person inside the carriage? The servants looked at the carriage in astonishment and disbelief.

This young lady hasn't been in the capital for long, how did she get to know Xiuyi? That's impossible.

The people inside the car seemed to be frightened as well; there was no crying, and it seemed that even their breathing had stopped.

Wei Jiao looked around, glancing at the servants: "Where's the dog?"

Dog? What dog? The servants of the Duke of Ding'an's mansion were even more confused.

"Was he punished?" Wei Jiao raised an eyebrow, then smiled. "That's right. A dog will risk its life for its master, but if its master wants its life, it can only obediently offer it up."

The head servant couldn't help but step forward cautiously and ask, "Is my lord looking for someone?"

Although the lady had instructed that the young lady's identity not to be revealed, otherwise she would not have been placed in a temple and then quietly sent away.

But there's no need to hide the embroidered clothes.

"This is Miss Yuan, the daughter of my wife's sister. She came to visit relatives and is now going home."

"Only the young lady and her maid were inside the carriage."

Wei Jiao had been listening with raised eyebrows, but when he heard the word "maid," his expression changed slightly, and he suddenly raised his hand, drew his long sword, and swung it.

The servant's words were still on his lips when a flash of cold light appeared before his eyes, and a long sword shot towards the carriage...

The servant let out a cry of alarm.

Amidst the women's screams, the longsword slashed down the carriage curtain, revealing two terrified women huddled together inside.

Both girls were sixteen or seventeen years old. Their beautiful faces might have faded from fright, but their appearance would not have changed.

It has become something I've never seen before.

Looking at the two people's faces, Wei Jiao let out a laugh.

The records of people from other places in Zhao County during the search were later sent to various places for verification by the local Embroidered Uniform Guards.

The master and servant who caused such a commotion were naturally among them.

The embroiderer went to the Yuan family to confirm that a young lady had indeed gone missing and they were searching everywhere for her.

Of course, Xiuyi did not inform the Yuan family that they were only verifying whether the person was real and did not concern themselves with family matters.

After learning about this, Wei Jiao stopped asking about it.

Seeing the carriage of the Lady of Ding'an just now reminded me of this matter. Counting the days, the young lady and her guards should have arrived at the Duke of Ding'an's residence by now.

He suddenly wanted to take a look, and although he didn't know why, he turned around and followed.

Sure enough, a carriage from the Duke of Ding'an's mansion was seen sneaking out of the back gate.

So, that young lady with the fierce-looking guard was kicked out? How ridiculous! Of course, Wei Jiao had to come forward and mock her.

I never expected to see this.

This Miss Yuan is not the same Miss Yuan as before, and she doesn't have that dog-like guard.

It turns out that the one who should be ridiculed is not Miss Yuan, but him, Wei Jiao.

"Great, great." His dark eyes were filled with gloom. "You're really amazing."

(End of this chapter)