"After all, Minister Qian is the one who stirred up this trouble," Ye Qianning added.
Qian Fanji steadied himself. Of course he knew she was protecting him, and a complex feeling rose in his heart.
After the carriage had traveled for a mile or two, Ye Qianning sat up. She lifted the curtain and looked ahead. There were quite a few people.
"Did you kill their parents or something?" Ye Qianning couldn't help but ask, dropping the curtain.
There were pursuers behind who hadn't caught up, and more people ahead blocking the way. To use such tactics to intercept one person was no simple matter.
"I took something of theirs," Qian Fanji said.
"What is it?"
Without any hesitation, Qian Fanji pulled a booklet from his robes.
Ye Qianning took it and flipped through it. In her recent days at Lou Mountain Academy, she had learned quite a few traditional characters and could recognize most of them. It was a register of letters.
