Chapter 28 The First Choice

  Your Highness!!! Jing Chu was shocked and didn't dare to believe it, turning his head back.

  Yuan Longqiao slowly pulled down the hood of his raincoat and stepped forward steadily. His eyebrows were like towering mountains, his eyes like a cold moon and a lone star, his lips pressed into a straight line, his complexion slightly pale.

  Xiatian was originally standing in front of Xiatian, suddenly saw Yuan Longqiao, and after being frightened, he involuntarily hid behind Xiatian.

  A thin layer of ice formed in his eyes instantly, and Yuan Longqiao seemed to be staring straight at Xia Tian as if he couldn't see Xia Yang.

  Taking a step forward to block his path, Xiaoyang stood fearlessly against him, her eyebrows raised slightly, her clear eyes gleaming with icy persistence.

  Two equally outstanding men are stubbornly opposed to each other, with the same tall and handsome appearance, and generally outstanding among others.

  His dark eyes turned, and his gaze was cast faintly on the woman standing behind Xiaoyang with a distant expression. The starry bright pupils contracted for a moment, "What do you mean, General?" His words were icy, and Yuan Long's thin anger rose.

  "Tian'er has not returned to the Ling Wang Fu since her marriage, and Father is very worried. Taking advantage of today's opportunity, Xiaoyang wants to bring Tian'er back to the Hu Guo Jiangjun Fu for a short stay."

  Her lips curled up, and Yuan Long's smile was like a wisp of green smoke, which vanished in an instant: "You haven't even paid your respects at home yet, what are you doing coming to visit relatives? General, wanting to take the king's consort back to the manor is probably not reasonable, right?"

  "Tian Er was innocently stabbed and suffered a fright, plus the wound from the stick is not yet healed..." Xia Yang deliberately paused for a moment, staring unyieldingly into his eyes, and said slowly, "I believe that Your Highness will not refuse."

  "So, General Xiao, do you know why my queen was injured? If it weren't for someone who disregarded the dignity of the imperial family and treated me as if I were nothing, on a dark and windy night, secretly meeting with her, my queen wouldn't have suffered so much. In this way, the one who truly caused the queen to suffer is that person who doesn't understand etiquette and rules. As a warning to others, I think even General Xia should be grateful for my sincerity, what do you think, General Xiao?"

  Xia Yang's face changed slightly, it seemed that his secret visit to Tian Er and sending her books had been discovered by Yuan Longqiao. This matter could be big or small, the key was how Yuan Longqiao viewed it. After thinking for a moment, he spoke frankly and sincerely: "If Your Highness wants to blame me, Xia Yang is willing to take responsibility, but I promised my father to protect my sister well, so today I ask you to consider my father's face and allow me to bring Tian Er back to the manor." Since the matter had been revealed, he no longer needed to hide it, but no matter what, he couldn't let Tian Er follow Yuan Longqiao back.

  "Your Highness, what do you say?"

  Xiatian was startled, lifted her head, and anxiously glanced at Yuan Longqiao before looking at Xiaoyang with a pleading expression, subconsciously reaching out to grab his robe, revealing her dependent emotions.

  The originally somewhat loose heartstrings, at this moment were easily ignited by her one action and one glance into an unstoppable wildfire. Her choice was so decisive and clear, not even a hint of hesitation existed. Hot blood rushed to his head, he suddenly pushed open Xiaoyang, fiercely grasped her hand, turned around and left immediately.

  "Your Highness!" Xiaoyang hadn't expected him to suddenly use force, and for a moment he was caught off guard. By the time he regained his balance, Xiatian had already been pulled out of the cave by Yuan Longqiao. Jingchu wanted to step forward to stop them, but was restrained by Zhan Rong at her side.

  In the summer, she was being dragged by Yuan Longqiao with a strong grip on her wrist, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free from his iron-like grasp. His strides were big and he didn't care if she could keep up or not, as rough as an uncivilized wild man. A cry of "Big brother save me!" had already reached the tip of her tongue when the heavy rain outside suddenly poured down, bringing her back to her senses. Although she was simple-minded, she wasn't a fool; a higher official can crush someone with their power, let alone the man in front of her who was the son of an emperor. Her open mouth closed tightly, just a change in breathing, but Yuan Longqiao noticed it keenly. He turned his head and glanced at her, then threw her into the carriage and himself jumped onto the horse.

  Outside the cave, there were many guards from the Ling Wang Fu and the Hu Guo Jiang Jun Fu, all of whom stared at the scene before them in confusion, unsure of how to react.

  "Your Highness, wait!" Xiaoyang rushed out quickly, his eyes reddened as he grabbed the reins of Yuan Longqiao's horse, suppressing his emotions: "Please allow Xiaoyang to take Tian'er back to the manor, the entire Guardian General Manor is eternally grateful."

  Yuan Longqiao sat on his horse, looking down at him with a sidelong glance, and said sternly: "Since Xia Tian has already married me, she is now my person and no longer belongs to the Guardian General's Mansion. Does the young general want to interfere in my family affairs?"

  He took a deep breath, and Xiaoyang's painful eyes slowly closed as he loosened his grip on the reins. Since ancient times, a married-out daughter is like spilled water, once a woman marries out, she becomes someone else's person, with no more connection to her natal family. To be precise, he had long lost the qualification to protect her, even if he was her older brother.

  "War Engine, go back!" No longer paying attention to him, Yuan Longchao shouted and rode his horse away.

  The sky is overcast, with large clouds carrying heavy rainwater slowly wandering above my head. The half-person-high wild grass dances in the wind, and the trees in the distance are even more rustling. The rain falls continuously, with a desolate scene before my eyes, as if only a lonely white figure remains between heaven and earth.

  The distant figures of the horsemen and carriages gradually disappeared into the forest, and Jingchu walked up to Xiaoyang's side, softly advising: "Young master, let's go too."

  Go? He held in his hand a handkerchief he had just picked up from the cave, raised his head, and in his chest surged a pain like a mountain collapse. Perhaps, it was time for him to leave...