With a creaking sound, the leading carriage stopped not far in front of Chu Qiao. The horse neighed and shook its mane, snow fell, and the two carriages behind also stopped.
Chu Qiao was proud this time. She gripped the stone in her hand tighter, and then slowly opened her eyes. After just one glance, she was stunned with fear.
How could this be?
The groom driving the cart turned out to be a soldier in military uniform?
No way, after finally succeeding once, she stopped the official's car. Isn't this asking for trouble? Now the government is looking for people related to the Yun family everywhere. Isn't she throwing herself into a trap?
Still robbing?
Chu Qiao's heart was about to jump out of her throat.
After a long pause, she realized that her face was smeared with mud and she probably wouldn't be recognized. But with the stone in her hand, she could still deal with the old man who just passed by. Three big cars like this
The carriage, the tall horse, the fat and strong body, and the well-fed soldiers at first glance, and the soldiers in uniforms, wasn't she looking for death?
Robbers usually don't go alone. Even if they are alone, there should be someone ambushing behind them. Chu Qiao puffed up her chest, exerted all her strength, and shouted loudly.
"Fight, rob... I, my brother is here, ambushing me behind... Give me food, no killing!"
There are no brothers behind Chu Qiao, only the cold wind and heavy snow, but what she said seems to be true, and a bandit woman is nothing more than that.
Even though Chu Qiao said this, the three carriages were still parked there, as if they were not afraid of how many brothers were ambushing her behind.
The soldier driving the carriage held a whip and stared at the stone in Chu Qiao's hand with contempt on his face, as if he was waiting for the order from the people in the carriage. As long as he gave the order, the whip would come hard.
The whip was long enough and still made of leather. Chu Qiao swallowed her saliva and wanted to turn around and run away, or step aside and let others pass by.
But his stomach growled disobediently, and if they were allowed to pass, there might not be a carriage passing by tonight.
Bracing herself, she had to open her mouth.
"Just keep some food and drink. I will, I will let you pass. I promise...my brother will never dare to kill you..."
I have met robbers before, but I have never met anyone who robbed like Chu Qiao. She only robbed a little food and drink. Now she probably doesn't look like a robber, but more like a beggar.
The carriage was still parked there, with the horse lowering its head and eating the snow on the ground. The soldier held a whip and looked at her coldly without saying a word.
Calm? No, there is wind and snow, and it’s very heavy.
Surrender? No, there is aura, very scary.
Chu Qiao felt that the situation was not right. After a while, her brothers rushed out and joined her. What did they mean? Did they give her anything to eat?
Finally, the curtain of the leader's car moved, as if someone was looking at her, and then a man's low voice came. If it weren't for the wind, it would be hard to hear clearly.
"Put her in my cloak."
"Yes, Master." An old slave got out of the car and nodded respectfully.
Although Chu Qiao stretched her neck and looked hard, she only saw an arm stretched out from the carriage, with a thick purple-red cloak hanging on the arm.
The old slave took the cloak and the man's voice sounded again.
"Give her some food and some money." Although he meant well, his voice sounded a little indifferent, with a hint of coldness.