"Sit tight." Jiang pushed Yinyue away again, opened the car curtain and took a look outside, his eyelids twitching slightly.
They had been forced onto the cliff. The road was rugged and full of gravel. One side of the narrow mountain road was a mountain wall, and the other side was a bottomless cliff shrouded in white mist.
The pursuers came on horseback. They drew their bows and aimed at the carriage from a distance. They shot out arrows from time to time like a cat teasing a mouse. Seven of the ten arrows missed, and the remaining three arrows were stuck on the top of the carriage and would not cause harm to the people in the carriage.
Are they trying to force them off a cliff?
A trace of doubt flashed through Jiang's mind again.
"Princess, be careful!" Yinyue was pushed to the side and accidentally hit her injured shoulder. The pain was so painful that she couldn't relieve it. When she recovered, she saw Jiang opening the car curtain again. She was so frightened that her eyes were split and she hurriedly
Pounced over again.
"It's okay, just sit tight." Jiang stretched out his hand to stop Yinyue again, preventing her from approaching.
"Princess..." Yin Yue's face turned pale and her lips were trembling. Although it was only a quick glance, she could clearly see the path they were taking.
No wonder the carriage was so bumpy, it turned out that they were forced onto the cliff...
"Princess, Yinyue swears to protect you to the death. No matter what happens later, this servant will definitely die before the princess." Yinyue no longer expects them to escape. How cruel Dayue's cavalry is, doesn't she?
Do you know? As the princess of the Jiang Kingdom, they will definitely not let her go...
"Don't worry." Jiang reassured him perfunctorily, and then opened the curtain in front of the carriage, wanting to see which hero was driving the horse. He actually chose such a path, to have a backup plan, or to prepare for the death of his family.
Need to be neat?
The driver was a thin young man, with straight shoulders and tight muscles, exuding vigorous vitality.
With this figure, one can tell that he is a martial arts practitioner, and he is also a very self-disciplined martial arts practitioner.
With a bump, the carriage slowed down, the road became smoother, and the field of vision suddenly became clearer, but there was no road ahead.
Different from the steep mountain road, the top of the mountain is as smooth as if it had been cut with a knife. It is surrounded by luxuriant grass and fallen flowers, and is so beautiful that it is beyond ordinary.
If one ignores the pursuers behind him and the desperate atmosphere at this moment, this scene may be regarded as a rare beauty.
However, the pursuers were approaching and there was no way ahead. This fairyland-like place instead became their "death place".
Jiang was silent again.
The man driving the carriage, wearing a black scarf and covering his face, stopped the carriage and looked back at Jiang You deeply. There was a hint of apology in his eyes that were as calm as an ancient well.
apology?
Jiang You narrowed her eyes, and just as she was about to grab him, she saw him suddenly fly up, and she only touched a hem of his clothes.
The man's figure flashed past, rising and falling among the branches and leaves, and jumped off the cliff.
Jiang You: "..." What, Qinggong is so amazing, you can't die even if you jump off a cliff?
Taking back his failed hand, Jiang got out of the carriage again and walked towards the cliff.
"Princess, princess..." Yinyue also witnessed the scene of the coachman jumping off the cliff. Afraid that Jiang You could not think about it, she climbed out of the car and stumbled after Jiang You.
"Don't worry, I'm not seeking death." Jiang You stood on the edge of the cliff, surrounded by layers of white mist, and he could no longer see clearly what was happening underneath.
There are no traces of ropes or vines on the ground. Does he really not want to live anymore?
Incomprehensible, Jiang sighed again and called the system: "09, are you passive and slow at work again?"
The system then came online, sending the plot into her mind like squeezing toothpaste.