Fu Jingheng didn't say anything, with a faint smile on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Let's go! Go to the slave office! Let's go now!" Grandma called the left and right teams to step out again, "Go to beg for food and be an old beggar."

Fu Jingheng looked at the grandma's trembling but stubborn back and finally said in a deep voice: "I... just go and pick up the girl Jin and come back."

Grandma immediately turned back and sat on the big chair in the high hall, "Old Mo, prepare the car, use the Dayuan horse-drawn dragon chariot, go and go back quickly. I'm waiting for you to come back. You should hurry, I really can't last long for this disease."

Fu Jingheng: "..."

Mo Gan was stunned. The old lady's full-blooded appearance was a model for a hero among women. She pretended to be sick and was confident...

***

When Wen Jin came to the slave office with a bag, he was already close to Houye.

The slaves are located at the back end of the palace. The terrain is quite remote. After passing Daoqing Lake, on the side of the small water pavilion on the willow bank, the road is quiet at night, and vultures occasionally scream on the tree branches, which is sinister.

"Let's go here, follow." The head Song, who was in charge, walked forward with deep and shallow steps, leading Wen Jin to the bed, and looked back at Wen Jin from time to time.

Is this the woman that the man in black spent thousands of taels of silver to make him enjoy? It really has a fragrant skin, a beautiful face, and a red lips, so beautiful that it makes people unable to move their eyes. I want to mess with her with a thin waist. I want to make a fortune tonight, and I will make a fortune.

"Well, okay." Wen Jin followed Song Touer into the slave office. At night, all the slaves fell asleep. The station was quiet, only the footsteps of her and Song Touer. Song Touer's malicious eyes made her feel alert. She used to be late and didn't go out. Now the world is chaotic, and girls are not easy to walk at night. There are many bad people. Girls should be alert and protect themselves.

"Your house is here. It's getting late, so let's take a break first. I'll arrange some cleaning work for you early tomorrow morning."

When he arrived at the innermost room in the backyard, Song Touer pushed open the door and handed a dim oil lamp to Wen Jin.

"I understand. Thank you." Wen Jin didn't have too many eye contact with this person. He quickly entered the house with an oil lamp, closed the door with his backhand, and dropped the door latch.

The room has not been inhabited for a long time. There is thick dust on the table. There is a small broken bed in the corner. There is a wooden table with half a corner of the table under the window. The room is sour and rotten. I have been used to living in Longye with Brother Heng over the years. I have been spoiled and cultivated. The strong contrast made her nose sore and almost burst into tears. She took a deep breath to prevent the liquid from rolling down in her eyes.

When my mother died when she was a child, when she was watching the lanterns, her stepmother deliberately threw her on the street and colluded with Yazi to sell her to brothels. She worked hard in brothels for several months, was beaten and scolded, and endured hunger. She quickly adjusted her emotions and did not make herself pessimistic. In any adversity, people need to cheer herself up. The suffering is temporary and will always get better.

I thought I had to live here for a while, and when the news that she was sent to the slave office would be heard by her adoptive father.

Wen Jin likes to be clean. Even though the situation is not good at this time, life is her own and she cannot settle it. She picked up a rag and wiped the small table, put her body on the table, and then shook the dust on the mattress.

At the end of the night, sleepiness gradually came. Wen Jin hurried on the bed and fell asleep. She was not sleeping soundly. She had wet tears on her long eyelashes and was having a noisy nightmare. In the dream, there was a mother, grandma, and Brother Heng. Before the two of them passed away, Brother Heng did not hate her.

In a hazy state, Wen Jin felt the bedding on his body slowly pulling down, and his body gradually exposed to the cool autumn night.

"who!"

Wen Jin suddenly woke up and saw a man with a big waist and round waist standing on the head of the bed, staring at her tightly. It was Song Touer, who was in charge of the slave who arranged for her to sleep, in the oil light, the man was full of lewd face and was pulling the quilt on her body under the bed. He licked his lips and looked at Wen Jin who was only wearing underwear, swallowing his saliva.

"What are you going to do!" Wen Jin threatened fiercely, "Go out!"

"Beauty, you look so beautiful, why don't you?" Song Touer climbed up from the bedside excitedly and looked up and down greedily, "Your Majesty doesn't want you, uncle, can you love you? You are the queen of the uncle in the institute. Although the uncle is a eunuch, his uncle's hands are very powerful."

As he said that, the man rushed towards Wen Jin, pressed Wen Jin's slender shoulders with his thick hands, and the muddy odor sprayed on Wen Jin's face.

Wen Jin was shocked, and reached under the pillow, took out the dagger for self-defense, stabbed into Song Touer's stomach with a sneer, and rotated the handle of the dagger hard, "What a courage, who made you a fool of me!"

"Ah! Stinky bitch, you dare to stab me, see if I won't kill you!"

Song Touer howled sharply, covering his bleeding belly, his heart was still lustful. Such a stunning beauty would have to be killed even if she died.

Wen Jin took advantage of the pain and quickly hugged in the corner with a dagger in his hand, and vigilantly pointed the tip of the dagger at the man, "Don't come over! Did you take other people's money to do such stupid things? It's not good for you to touch me! After all, I was the woman of the Lord. You are angering the Dragon Power and shame the Lord."

"I just want to play with the woman of the Lord. Since you have arrived here, I can't save you. The servants here are all mine. I am the local emperor in the institute!" Song To'er suddenly reached out to Wen Jin, sneered and tore off one of Wen Jin's sleeves, revealing some shoulder skin, and he became more and more excited.

"Um..." Wen Jin was in pain. Just as she used a dagger to play with Song again, she heard a sound, and the beast shouted and rolled out of bed, wailing on the ground.

Wen Jin panted quickly, pulled the broken clothes on his shoulders, and saw a crossbow arrow inserted in the back of the big-shouldered beast with a round waist. It was... the crossbow arrow of Qingliu, the imperial guard in front.

Is it the clear stream?

So... Is the Imperial Veteran also here?

With a bang.

The door of the house was pushed open from the outside, and the moonlight shot in through the small water pavilion building on the willow bank. First, a young man jumped into the house and stepped on the person named Song. The man was Qingliu. He scolded: "Damn slave, he actually tried to defile Master Jin!"

Outside the door, footsteps sounded.

The familiar footsteps suddenly raised Wen Jin's heart.

It's him!

Wen Jin's eyes suddenly became hot, and he raised his hazy tearful eyes and looked towards the door. He saw the red dragon robe in the moonlight with a layer of frost. The man stood there like a god in the wind and a jade tree, and his clothes swung in the wind.

King's Landing.

It was her brother Heng who came to save her. No, it should be...you are here.

Isn’t he in the wedding chamber with Concubine Xue?

How to condescend and surrender to the nobles and come to the servitude?
Chapter completed!