Transmigrating into the book: The daughter of the Shen family is too arrogant

Chapter 163 Leaving the City



Chapter 163 Leaving the City

"Second Miss, it's so late now. Do you think the master knows that you are taking the eldest young master out?" Three or four servants in blue stopped Shen Qingyu and his servants at the back door.

Shen Qingyu said coldly: "This is what Madam meant. Why, do you dare not even listen to Madam's words?"

Although these servants in blue were afraid of Shen Qingyu's threatening voice, they thought that if they let the Second Young Miss leave the Shen family at this time, the master would find out tomorrow and would definitely punish them.

"Hong'er, hold on. I'll take you to see the mountain you want to see the most, Yuntai Mountain," Shen Qingyu called out to Shen Youhong over and over again. But when she looked up at the young servants in blue, her face was filled with chill. "Get out of the way. If you delay my business, I'll bury you with Hong'er!"

The voice was extremely cold, and there was a bloodthirsty and murderous look in his eyes.

The servant in blue was so frightened that he fell to his knees, "Please don't embarrass us, Second Miss. If the master knew that we let Second Miss leave the house without permission, we would be dead!"

Three or four young servants in blue blocked the back door, kneeling in a row, preventing Shen Qingyu from taking another step forward.

"If something goes wrong, I will take responsibility, okay?"

In the dark corner, a low and intoxicating voice suddenly sounded, and it was mellow with an unquestionable majesty. An enchanting and peerless handsome face slowly walked out of the darkness, his beauty becoming more and more breathtaking. The moonlight poured down, making the young man, who was walking quickly but still as elegant as ever, look more and more charming and peerless.

It’s Xiao Qingye.

Shen Qingyu was surprised when he saw Xiao Qingye suddenly appear.

Why is he here? Shouldn't he be studying at Yunlu Academy?

"Be careful." Xiao Qingye changed his previous playful attitude and had an unusually serious look on his face. Seeing that Shen Qingyu, who was holding Shen Youhong, was about to fall, he hurried forward and supported her slender waist.

But at this moment, Shen Qingyu had no intention of thinking about anything else. "Xiao Qingye, take us to Yuntai Mountain."

"Don't cry." Xiao Qingye's eyes, as beautiful as peaches and plums, were full of helplessness. It was not the first time he saw a woman cry, but why did her tears make his heart ache?

Not to mention taking her to Yuntai Mountain, even if it was through mountains of swords and seas of fire, at that moment, seeing her fragile state, I'm afraid he would agree without hesitation.

But her last name is Shen, and she is the daughter of Shen Chuanhe.

He absolutely shouldn't, absolutely shouldn't...

Young Master Xiao Qi smiled bitterly and decided to consider that he owed her in this life.

He took Shen Youhong from Shen Qingyu's hand, and Xiao Qingye pulled her up with one hand, "Let's go!"

"Cousin Master!" The young servant in blue clothes hurriedly tried to stop him.

Xiao Qingye kicked them away impatiently, "I will go and explain to my uncle tomorrow, get lost!"

"Wait," Xiao Qingye walked halfway and pointed at one of the young servants in green clothes and said, "You, come and drive the carriage."

The young servant in blue had a bitter face, and these masters couldn't stop him. He originally wanted to go to the master to apologize, but now this moody cousin actually asked him to drive the carriage. Isn't this adding insult to injury?

Not far from the back door of the Shen family, after the carriage that Shen Qingyu was riding in left, an ordinary carriage hidden in a remote place followed closely.

The one driving the car was the beautiful woman holding the sword.

The climate in the south of the Yangtze River is humid, but the temperature varies greatly between day and night, especially after the beginning of winter. At night, the temperature in Lin'an seems to become very low all of a sudden. Gusts of cold wind whistle past, bringing bone-chilling coldness that makes people shiver all over and want to curl up into a ball.

The Shen family's carriage sped through the deserted streets all night long, and there was silence all around.

Dong... Dong... Two drum beats sounded. In the deepest part of the street, an old man who was on night watch shouted with a voice as cold as hell, "It's dry, be careful with fire!"

Shen Youhong, who was lying in Xiao Qingye's arms, half-conscious and half-awake, twitched subconsciously a few times after hearing the old voice of the night watchman.

"Don't be afraid, Hong'er. I'm here," Shen Qingyu patted Shen Youhong's body gently and coaxed him in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, Hong'er."

Shen Qingyu made a temporary decision to take Shen Youhong to Yuntaishan. When the carriage was approaching the city gate of Jinling Prefecture, Shen Qingyu suddenly realized that the city gate of Jinling Prefecture had already been closed at this time.

The Jinling Prefecture government office issued an order: the city gates will be opened at 11 p.m. and closed at 11 p.m., and no one is allowed to leave the city without the prefect's written order.

But where could she find the warrant from Prefect Qi at this time? Besides, the prefect would not meet with a mere daughter of the Shen family like her for no reason.

Even Shen Chuanhe had to try his best to please and be servile in front of Governor Qi. If he wanted to visit him, he had to see if the other party was free. Even if he agreed, if Governor Qi had other things to do, Shen Chuanhe would return home disappointed.

"It's okay," Xiao Qingye seemed to know what Shen Qingyu was worried about, "In this world, as long as there is money, it will be fine."

However, no matter how greedy the soldiers guarding the city were, they would not disregard official laws. Although this order was issued by the Jinling Prefecture, it was also applicable to all states and prefectures. Even the Jinling prefect had to follow the laws of the court.

Shen Qingyu naturally didn't believe Xiao Qingye's half-true and half-false words, but his words made her feel at ease, as if everything he said could come true one by one. After all, he was Xiao Xiaoqi, born with a good life.

"That's the Shen family's carriage in front!"

Before they got close to the city gate, the soldier guarding the city started shouting.

The young servant in blue clothes driving the carriage quickly responded, "It's our second young lady."

No matter how lowly the soldiers guarding the city were, they were still government servants who received a salary from the emperor. The young servant in blue had a frightened look on his face and his voice trembled a little.

"You guys should leave the city immediately."

The city gate suddenly opened, and several soldiers guarding the city came to the carriage with lanterns in their hands and said respectfully, "Second Miss Shen, it's getting late, please be careful on your way."

Then, he shouted, "Let it go!"

It was not until the carriage left the city that Shen Qingyu came to her senses. Who was secretly helping her today?

On the street of Jinling Prefecture, she was knocked unconscious and kidnapped. If that person hadn't rescued her, she would have been dead. Now, someone had foreseen that she would leave the city tonight and bribed the soldiers guarding the city before her and let her out of the city gate.

The highest-ranking official in the entire Jinling Prefecture is Lord Qi, the prefect of Jinling. However, her decision to leave the city tonight was a last-minute one. If this man wanted to help her, he would not have been able to find Prefect Qi in time to get a warrant to leave the city. The most reasonable explanation is that his status is enough to suppress Prefect Qi, forcing the soldiers guarding the city to obey his orders.

He can do whatever he wants and ignore the laws of the court. This man must be from a prominent family.


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