42. Chapter 42 "I am a disaster, I will be left behind for thousands of years"
Author: Yan Rugu
The carriage stopped on the official road, the horse raised its front hooves, neighed, and then sneezed.
Qiao Qingqing was facing the horse's mouth and was sprayed with saliva.
She raised her little hand, but the shackle around her neck was too heavy. She tried several times, but failed to wipe her cheek.
Qiao Lianyi stuffed some gold into the escorting officer. The officer understood, untied her shackles and said in a deep voice:
"Move quickly, don't waste time."
People gathered around to watch, and Qiao Lianyi handed a bag of gold and silver to the official without leaving any trace:
"Thank you for your hard work, sir. This is my sister's change of clothes. Please keep it for me, sir."
The head official's brows were filled with joy. He weighed it and curled his lips in satisfaction.
Qiao Lianyi took out the brocade handkerchief and wiped the saliva from Qiao Qingqing's face seriously.
"Third sister, it's cold and miserable in Northern Xinjiang. You must take care of your health. When Brother Su Mo returns home in triumph, I will definitely ask him to rescue you. Even if you are not the third young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I will always treat you as my own sister..."
Qiao Qingqing burst into tears of gratitude.
What a kind heroine, no wonder Qiao Lianyi has gained a group of die-hard fans!
For a moment, Qiao Qingqing felt some self-blame. She secretly confessed in her heart, "I feel deeply ashamed that I once called you 'the Holy Mother'..."
Qiao Qingqing was immersed in regret, and in a daze, a cold dagger was stuffed into her sleeve by Qiao Lianyi silently.
"Northern Xinjiang is the prince's territory. The prince will not let you arrive safely. Third sister, you are in doom this time. This dagger is your last dignity."
She lowered her voice and tears fell silently.
Qiao Qingqing understood her intention immediately.
You can imagine what will happen to a girl being escorted by several officials along the way.
Qiao Lianyi wanted her to commit suicide to preserve her innocence!
"Thank you Ang, you are quite nice..."
Qiao Qingqing didn't know whether to cry or laugh. At this moment, she was finally glad that she shamelessly asked the system for an extra time card for writing.
It was at this moment that Qiao Qingqing secretly swore that if she got an extra time card for writing in the future, she would keep it well and never write for free again...
The aunt on the side had already burst into tears.
Qiao Qingqing grinned at her aunt, raised her hand and hugged her shoulders.
With her lips close to her aunt's ear, Qiao Qingqing whispered, "Aunt, leave a door open for me. I will live to see you in the next few days."
Auntie opened her mouth, but before she could react, she saw Qiao Qingqing straightening her back, looking around and saying:
"Where's the fourth sister? Didn't she say she would come to see me off?"
Qiao Lianyi was a little stunned, and the people around her began to whisper, "Is she the fourth lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
Qiao Qianqian, who was not far away, listened and hurriedly called the coachman to return, but how could Qiao Qingqing give her this chance?
She raised her eyes, pointed at the carriage that was about to turn around, and raised her voice:
"Fourth sister, so you are here! You must be afraid that you will be sad if you see me, so you hid, right?"
Qiao Qianqian's teeth were itching with hatred!
She silently called the parking man, lifted the curtain, and tried her best to smile:
"Qiao Qingqing, be careful what you say. You are no longer my third sister. If you speak so openly, I'm afraid my real third sister will blame you..."
Qiao Qingqing ignored it. She pushed aside the crowd and walked towards the carriage uninvited. She kept muttering:
"My aunt told me that you prepared money for me, and I can't repay you. I can only pray for you in the days to come, and pray that you will become the crown prince's concubine as soon as possible..."
As she spoke, she unceremoniously pulled off the jewelry on Qiao Qianqian's body.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Qiao Qianqian's jewels were already in her hands.
"Fourth Miss is so generous. Take a look, you have a grandson who is the richest man in Kyoto. He is very generous with his spending. Sister, I am really... touched beyond measure..."
Everyone nodded in agreement, and with a few compliments floating in their ears, Qiao Qianqian's struggling movements froze!
She broke a mouthful of silver teeth:
"It's just some jewelry. I don't expect you to be a disaster!"
Qiao Qingqing also lowered her voice and retorted, "Don't worry, fourth sister. As the saying goes, disaster will last for thousands of years. I am the disaster and I will leave for thousands of years. But you are different. You are a beauty, but you are unlucky, so I will come back again."
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The last note drags on for a long time, like the Big Big Wolf who was happily kicked out of Yangcun.
"you……"
Qiao Qianqian choked on her words, but soon she chuckled and said, "Who can't be tough-tongued? Don't get any diseases then, it will be bad luck in front of me!"
As she spoke, she raised her chin without leaving any trace, and motioned Qiao Qingqing to look at the officials who were whispering.
Qiao Qingqing weighed a pair of gold peony earrings in her hands and said indifferently:
"Well, if I come back, how about I use these 'earrings as vulgar as you' as a token in advance?"
She glanced at Qiao Qianqian, then turned and left without waiting for her to respond.
"You will not die well!"
Qiao Qianqian was filled with anger, but she could only curse in a low voice.
"Bounce, bounce! Back, back, back!"
Qiao Qingqing turned around and made a face, looking provocative.
The brocade handkerchief in Qiao Qianqian's hand was twisted into twists. She was so angry that her eyes were red, and she yelled at the coachman angrily, "Go home!"
The carriage stirred up dust, and Jun Muxi on the high platform had a panoramic view of everything.
He gave a short laugh and said in a deep voice to the thieves beside him, "Protect the princess well. If anything goes wrong, I will only ask you."
Even though Thief Ludang was in trouble, "I don't know whether she is the princess or not. I'm afraid Qiao Qiao has given up on you, the prince. She doesn't even care about her subordinates now..."
Jun Muxi glanced away, and Thief Lu immediately shut up.
But after a while, he Nuonuo said, "Your Majesty, I am not joking. If Qiao Qiao learns that you asked your subordinates to protect her, I will definitely drive them away."
Jun Muxi frowned, "Then don't say it."
"My subordinates are the prince's. Does it make any difference if I tell you or not?" Thief Lu said with a look of despair.
"I, the king, need to teach you everything. What use do I need from you?"
Jun Muxi put his hands behind his hands, and Qiao Qingqing happened to look at him, and panic suddenly flashed across his originally solemn face.
Almost out of control, he suddenly turned around and realized that he was intimidated by the woman and lost his dignity, so he coughed lightly and said "just leave" to cover up his previous lapse.
Thief Lu looked at his prince's hastily escaping back and snorted disdainfully:
"What are you pretending to be? I don't know who the person who stood in the snow that night was, whatever!"
Withdrawing his gaze, Thief Lu looked at Qiao Qingqing again.
She had returned to the official and was put back in the shackles.
Saying goodbye to everyone, Qiao Qingqing winked playfully at her aunt and silently uttered two words, "Leave the door."
The aunt burst into tears and watched helplessly as the girl she had raised was taken away, but she was helpless.
On the cold official road in spring, Qiao Qingqing was driven by several official servants and reluctantly headed towards northern Xinjiang.
They walked like this for a day without saying a word.
When night came, the city of Kyoto was already far behind.
The few officials also looked up and down Qiao Qingqing's figure, and a lewd smile slowly appeared on their faces.
