Since the incident with Qian Xiaoqing, Yang Chuxia has been particularly attentive to children, fearing they might be kidnapped.
If they are taken and sold to families without children, they might have a chance at a good life, but if they are sold into those filthy places, their lives would be ruined.
"What you said is quite feasible," Ye Zi'an said with a smile, "Let's go back first. Tomorrow morning, I will talk to my cousin."
Ye Zi'an and his group, with their horses and swords, passed through the city gates. The refugees didn't dare to block them but tried to follow them into the city, only to be harshly kicked back by the guards.
"If you talk about it, the Prime Minister will hate you even more."
That day in the main hall, when the Prime Minister called Ye Zi'an a traitor, Yang Chuxia was somewhat aware. If Brother An intervenes in this matter again today, it might infuriate that old scoundrel.
