บท 265: A Bloody Case Triggered by a Chicken

*Swish!* Why would the soldier care about what Uncle Wang said? He promptly opened the curtains to Qiao Mu's carriage.

His eyes clashed into a pair of icy, aloof, heartless eyes. Her eyes were like a dead pool of water without a single ripple, and she looked at him like she was looking at a corpse.

It was clearly just a child silently sitting inside the carriage, but this scene jolted the soldier.

"You!" The soldier retreated half a step and heard a chuckle as his shoulder was clapped by another soldier.

"What are you doing?" The newcomer pushed away the solder at the front and leaned closer to look at Qiao Mu, a peculiar glint flashing through his eyes.

The child silently sitting inside the carriage might be young but had a proper posture, a noble aura emanating from deep in her bones.

Because it was early autumn already, there was a black brocade cloak over her lotus-pink shirt.