Outside the gate of Ye Mansion, there were two carriages.
Ye Wuhen dragged Qingsha Yao onto a carriage and urged the carriage to go ahead.
Aventurine leaned against the carriage and looked at Qingge with a smile, "In order to fulfill Wuhen, I have no choice but to give up on you."
"Being able to ride in the same carriage as King Dongling will not be aggrieved."
Aventurine opened the curtain of the carriage, sang softly and got in, and then Aventurine also entered the carriage.
The two sat opposite each other, with a fixed table in the middle, and a black and white chessboard on the table. Aventurine asked: "How about a game?"
"I'm not very good at it." Qingge said truthfully.
"It doesn't matter, I let you." The man's voice was as gentle as jade.
Qingge: "That won't work."
"I won't let you see that I'm letting you." Aventurine said.
Qingge: "..."
With a chuckle, Qingge picked up a black piece and landed it in the center of the chessboard.
Aventurine thought for a moment, picked up the sunspots with his long fingers, and slowly placed them on the chessboard, located in the southeast.
The carriage drove towards Nanhua Temple, and the two of them played chess leisurely. Occasionally, the curtain would be lifted by the mountain wind, and the scenery outside the carriage could be vaguely seen, which was picturesque.
"Congratulations, you won." Aventurine said.
Qing Ge raised her eyebrows, "I really didn't see that Dong Ling was asking me."
Aventurine smiled slightly.
Not to mention giving up his son, he was willing to do so even if it cost him his life.
Half an hour later, the carriage arrived at the foot of Nanhua Temple.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a small and medium-sized village. Next to the village, there is a market.
There were noisy sounds from the bustling crowd, and the sound of whips tearing flesh.
Qingge and Dongling looked at each other, unmoved, drinking fragrant tea and playing chess.
However, when the curtain was lifted and Qing Ge saw the two faces, he immediately put down his tea cup and jumped out of the carriage. Aventurine was quite confused and followed him out.
On the street, there was a middle-aged man beating a woman with a whip, leaving her skin torn and bloody.
The woman was particularly angry and lifted a rock to hit the man on the head, "I've had enough of this kind of life. I was really blind to fall in love with you."
All around, people stopped to watch the excitement, and voices of discussion could be heard.
"The Chi family's daughter-in-law was beaten again. What a crime."
"The two of them quarreled and fought back and forth. Haven't they been like this for more than ten years?"
"The Chi family is pretty good, but the daughter-in-law of the Zhang family on the top of the mountain was beaten to the point of dying. She could still be saved. However, in order to marry a young and beautiful brothel girl, Zhang San actually threw his wife, who had shared the same joys and sorrows with him, into the river in the middle of the night.
Drowned."
"But I heard that the mentally ill kid from the Chi family escaped again."
"..."
Everyone said something to each other. Although they looked at the Chi family's daughter-in-law with sympathy, no one came forward to help.
Perhaps, the so-called domestic violence is commonplace.
Love, in the days of worrying about firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, has been torn into pieces and no longer exists.
Qingge's eyes were a bit cold.
The spiritual power in the Thunder Nest swept out crazily.
As she walked forward, the villagers retreated.
After the Chi family man was hit by a stone, his face was covered with blood and his face was distorted. He raised his whip and threw it at the woman while cursing, "Bitch, you can't even take good care of your son. If anything happens to Xiao Yu, I'll take it."
You ask."
Just when the whip was about to hit the woman's face, a slender hand suddenly stretched out from the gentle breeze and grasped the whip covered in blood.
The man was about to scold Qing Ge, but when he saw Qing Ge, he was stunned, "Ye—Miss Ye?"
Qingge lowered her face and said coldly: "Where is Akabane?"
At the end, he added, "If there is anything wrong with Akabane, you can go and bury him with him."
These two people seemed to be Akabane's parents.
The man was a little timid, but after hearing Qingge's words and seeing the expressions of the surrounding villagers, the man's pride made him furious, "Miss Ye, Akabane is my son, even if I kill him, I have nothing to do with you.
Relations, it is difficult for an upright official to deal with household matters, so Miss Ye doesn’t need to worry about my Lao Chi’s family affairs.”
"Yeah?"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Qingge's mouth.
Suddenly, she rushed forward, grabbed the man's neck, and threw him to the ground.
Kneeling on the man's chest with one knee, Qingge's eyes flashed green, as fierce as a gambler, "Where is Akabane?"
The man swallowed.
"Xiaoyu escaped." Akabane's mother said in tears.
"Escape?" Qing Ge looked at the woman in confusion.
The woman looked at Qingge with fear and said: "After bringing Xiaoyu back a year ago, he has been running away from time to time. We are worried about him, but we also have to make money to support the family. We cannot be by his side all day long. Xiaoyu is in Jia
Lan learned his skills, but he couldn't keep her even if he wanted to leave, so my husband asked me to go to the blacksmith shop to make a chain and come back, locking Xiao Yu up and locking him in a dark room. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yu still left."
Qing Ge gradually let go of the man's neck.
She stood up.
His eyes mercilessly scanned the bruised woman and the man gasping for air.
Akabane didn't want to go home because his parents kept arguing, insulting and beating him. There was no warmth in such a home.
And, the more ordinary the family, the more so.
No one actually thinks about their children, but they have to say it every day, parents are the ones who love you the most.
"How long has it been since Akabane left?" Qingge asked.
She didn't want to call it escape, Akabane was just breaking free from the shackles of the world.
"It's been more than half a month." The woman said solemnly.
"It's been half a month..." Qing Ge frowned. It had been so long and it was difficult to find it.
Qing Ge turned around and walked towards the carriage.
"Miss Ye." The woman held Qingge's sleeves. Qingge looked back. The woman wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Miss, if you have the chance to meet our Xiaoyu, tell him that your father and mother will not
Even if we make a quarrel, we won’t shut him down, just let him come back.”
"I try my best."
"The girl is a good person." The woman loosened her sleeves, took out a letter and handed it to Qing Ge, "This is the letter I found in Xiaoyu's room. I think it was sent to the girl."
Qingge took the letter and got on the carriage. Aventurine lifted the curtain, the sky was full of fire, and the bloody afterglow of the setting sun fell on Qingge's face. She lowered her head slightly and looked at the letter left by Akabane seriously and solemnly.
The letter contained a few crooked lines.
Little beauty, I am a normal person, but everyone says that I am mentally ill. I am wondering if there is something wrong with my brain. Maybe I am sick and I need to go to a famous doctor for treatment——
Qing Ge curled her lips and laughed softly, as if she could imagine that the young man with short flaxen hair and amber eyes smiled brightly, and his white teeth dazzled someone's eyes, as if he was shy and raised his head in embarrassment.
He raised his hand and scratched the back of his head.
How could such a pure and beautiful boy have mental problems?
I just want to get away from my wolf-like parents and escape from that nightmare home.
There were no quarrels or fights, just his bright smile.