This is a simple small courtyard surrounded by a wall made of loess bricks. There is an old jujube tree with crooked growth in the courtyard. The seventh and eighth month of the lunar calendar is the time when the dates are about to mature, but this old jujube tree is already bare. Not to mention the leaves, even the bark is almost stripped.

The whimpering sound of husky came from the house, like crying and complaining, adding a sense of desolation and loneliness to the already lifeless courtyard.

At this time, a maid with a bun of maids shaking out of the room. She was carrying a basket made of willow branches in her left hand, and a dagger in her right hand, lifting her toes and trying to peel off the bark from the high place with her dagger. However, she was too weak and she was so tired that she fell to the ground and gasped.

The maid rested for a while, then stood up and tried to climb up the jujube tree to continue cutting the bark. But she fell down and flattened the basket, and tears were so painful that they were circling in her eyes.

At this time, a tall and strong man happened to walk in from outside the yard gate. Seeing this, he hurried over and helped the maid up, and buzzed, "Yan'er, are you injured?"

The maid shook her head, but tears couldn't stop flowing down. The strong man was in a hurry and comforted her clumsyly while helping her maid wipe her tears.

After a long time, the maid's mood calmed down a little, but her stomach made a rumbling sound, and her face turned awkwardly.

"Haha!" Erniu showed a silly smile.

"You are still laughing." The maid Qiu Yan said angrily with a little shame and annoyance.

Erniu scratched the back of his head, then took out a piece of cloth from his arms and handed it to Qiuyan and whispered: "Give it!"

"What?" Qiuyan opened the cloth curiously and saw that it was a roasted scorpion inside, and her eyes lit up.

Erniu whispered, "This is what I caught after squatting at the foot of Dongcheng Wall for a night. You can eat it quickly, don't say a word."

"Brother Erniu!" Qiu Yan's nose felt sour and tears almost flowed out again.

"Yan'er, don't cry, once you cry... I want to cry too." Erniu said in a hurry.

Qiu Yan wiped her tears, twisted half of the scorpion and stuffed it back into Erniu's hand and said, "Brother Erniu, you can eat something too."

Erniu quickly shook his head and waved his hand, patted his belly and said, "I've eaten it a long time ago."

"Really?" Qiu Yan was skeptical.

"Really? Look? My belly is full and full." Erniu tried hard to pluck his belly? But he lost a lot of weight. His wide clothes still looked loose.

Qiu Yan reached out and poked Erniu's forehead, raised her face and said, "Stop pretending? You stupid cow, you ran to the yard to fetch water in the middle of the night? Do you think someone doesn't know? Eat quickly, otherwise I'll be angry, take care of your cowhide."

When Erniu heard this, he didn't even dare to put one of the farts, so he stuffed half of the roasted scorpion into his mouth? He chewed it with a hard shell and swallowed it. Seeing this, Qiu Yan nodded with satisfaction, then pulled out two scorpions' legs and chewed them slowly.

"Why don't you eat it?" Erniu couldn't help but say in surprise when he saw Qiu Yan eating only two legs.

Qiu Yan ignored him and stood up and walked into the house. Erniu still stopped seeing this. Finally, he had no choice but to pick up Qiu Yan's dagger and dig the bark of the jujube tree.

Qiuyan entered the room and saw a woman sitting at the table and blowing her slut. She was slender, with long hair scattered behind her back. The tips of her hair were almost hanging to the ground, her eyes were slightly closed? Her long eyelashes were hanging down? A song like crying and complaining flowed out from her lips.

There is no doubt that this woman is Wang Cuiqiao, but she looks much clearer at this moment. Her originally moist and crystal skin has dimmed a lot, and her round chin has become sharper, looking weak, but her extraordinary temperament has not changed at all, especially when the instrument is in hand, the innate elegance and dignity that seem to be pleasing to the eye.

Obviously, Wang Cuiqiao was completely immersed in his music world at this moment, and turned a deaf ear to everything that was happening around him.

Qiuyan stood by and waited quietly until the song was finished, then she went forward and called out, "Miss."

Wang Cuiqiao slowly opened her eyes, and instantly it was like the warm spring flowers blooming, and like the first ray of sunshine after the rain. The bright eyes full of aura were still clear and agile, making people illuminate.

"Cough...cough cough!" Wang Cuiqiao put down Hu Zi, but coughed violently, and his face turned flushed instantly.

Qiu Yan quickly gently stroked her back. After a while, Wang Cuiqiao calmed down and picked up a glass of cold water on the table and took a sip.

"Miss, your illness has not been cured yet. Now that you have lost food, your nutrition cannot keep up. Don't fiddle with the musical instruments anymore, so as not to hurt your body and mind." Qiu Yan whispered.

Wang Cuiqiao shook his head slightly and said, "It's better, if you don't fiddle with the musical instruments, it will be bad if you keep it dark all day long."

Qiu Yan pouted helplessly, held half of the scorpion in front of Wang Cuiqiao and said, "Well, Miss, should you eat something first?"

At this moment, there was a burst of rapid footsteps outside the yard, and Erniu's shouting, followed by a fight.

Wang Cuiqiao and Qiu Yan were about to go out to see what was going on. Several soldiers had rushed in. The leader was Paletahong. Qiu Yan was so scared that she screamed.

Wang Cuiqiao pulled Qiu Yan to his side and asked calmly: "I wonder what is the price for this general to suddenly break in?"

Paletahong's eyes fell on Wang Cuiqiao's face, and he couldn't help but lose his mind. He couldn't help but secretly praised him. He was such a sick beauty. Although he had lost a lot of weight, he was a little more delicate than before. His beautiful eyes were so beautiful that everyone loved him. Unfortunately, the Khan's edict stated that he wanted to hand over this woman, otherwise he could take the opportunity to kiss her at this moment.

"Wang, please, please!" Paletahong bowed and reached out to make a request.

"Where do you go?" Wang Cuiqiao asked calmly.

"Hehe, you'll know when you go." Paletahong smiled.

Two weak women and a group of strong men resisted, they would only ask for trouble, so Wang Cuiqiao led Qiu Yan to leave the house obediently.

"Brother Erniu!" Qiu Yan couldn't help but scream and wanted to pounce forward, but was stopped by a soldier.

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Qiu Yan was relieved when she saw that the person was still alive. Wang Cuiqiao's pretty face was slightly dark and she said coldly: "What does General mean? We are His Highness Taiji's guests, how dare you be so rude!"

Paletahong smiled and said, "Wang, I'm sorry, now I'm not afraid to tell you directly. The Khan has issued an edict to pardon His Highness Taiji, but the premise is to hand over you and the envoy Huang, so I have to let you down."

Wang Cuiqiao shook his head and sighed, "You are fooled. I think this is just a conspiracy of Hasmu. Once the city gate opens, Hasmu will definitely not let His Highness Taiji go."
Chapter completed!