"Phew..." The carriage stopped as it passed by him. The coachman sat in the carriage and pointed at him." You don' t want your life anymore?"
The guard opened his eyes and knelt on the ground with one knee. He said," Grassroots see Sir Jia. Today, I have come to look for you because this matter is urgent. Please forgive me."
"How could our Lord care about all of you? Quickly roll around...... "Don' t block me. Lord, you' re still busy with business." The coachman waved his hand and said impatiently. Before he could finish speaking, he bypassed the guards and prepared to leave.
"What if this matter concerns the lives of Jia Mansion hundred people? "Do you still want me?" The guard's knees moved towards Jia Qiying's palanquin.
"Phew..." A head popped out from the window of the carriage.
