"Then send them away quickly!" Standing next to Ms. Yang is a girl, fourteen years old, dressed in orange clothes. She is as beautiful as a flower, with skin as white as snow, and has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, which is somewhat similar to Ms. Yang's appearance.
, she is Chu Jiaoping, the daughter of the Yang family, and the second sister of Chu Jiaoli.
She crossed her arms and looked at Chu Jiaoli with disgust.
Except for the children born to her biological mother Yang, she wanted to kick the other sisters out!
It's better now. The eldest sister was divorced by Prince Qi and disappeared early this morning. Xu was so ashamed that she ran away from home. The third and fourth sisters were also sold. Finally, there is no one who is an eyesore in this family.
Chu Jiaoli glanced at Chu Jiaoping and slightly frowned in confusion. This Chu Jiaoping survived after being poisoned by her, and even changed her name, as if she was a different person, and married the eldest sister.
The lover I once loved.
The second sister was wise, calm, smart and ruthless, and she planned every step of the way. Beigong Tengxiao ascended the throne and became the emperor. She also got her wish and became the prime minister of the dynasty. She was completely different from the current spoiled and foolish Chu Jiaoping. In the end, Beigong Tengxiao became the emperor.
He also died by her sword.
On the other hand, this bully woman is afraid of the strong, even if she were given a hundred people, none of them would be brave enough to do such a thing.
And yesterday, the eldest sister seemed to be a different person.
Could it be that...they are not the same person as before?
But at the moment, she couldn't allow her to think about it. It was more important to solve the current matter.
If she could escape being sold to Zhao Yuanwai, perhaps...her fate would have unexpected changes!
"Child, why are you so anxious..." Yang frowned lightly, tapped her forehead with a fan, and then extended her hand to Butler Zhao with a smile, "Since you are satisfied, sir, the money..."
"Easy to say, easy to say!" Butler Zhao reluctantly let go of Chu Jiaoli, took out a hundred taels of silver notes from his sleeve, and handed it to Yang.
Chu Jiaoli secretly sarcastic in her heart, one hundred taels is just a small bead on her glass bead curtain, a small strand on her golden silk phoenix robe, or even a small sip of exotic wine.
But at this time, she was so helpless that she was easily sold to an old man she had never met.
Yang mother and daughter walked out of the door with smiles, and Chu Jiaoli was about to be pulled away.
She thought quickly and said to Butler Zhao: "Sir, the slave family has not prepared anything. Now I want to dress up and see the master again, so that the master will not blame the master for not being fully prepared. What do you think?"
Chu Jiaoli's voice was soft and soft. Butler Zhao's heart melted when he heard it. He rolled his eyes. The master has always been rough to women. If he treats her better, maybe he can taste some sweetness in the future...
After thinking about it, he nodded and said with a smile: "Well, you are so considerate little girl, I will definitely be happy for you!"
After saying that, he took the two servants and walked out and closed the door.
Chu Jiaoli picked out the best clothes and washed and dressed them up carefully.
I heard that when the fourth sister was sold to a brothel by Butcher Wang, the eldest sister happened to be passing by on the busy street and rescued her.
At that time, Chu Jiaoli was tied into a sedan and stuffed with cloth strips, and was carried from a remote road to the Zhao Mansion. She didn't see anyone along the way.
Now that Butler Zhao has a good impression of her, and she behaves well and obediently, he may be able to allow the sedan to walk on the crowded road, like the fourth sister, being saved by a brave person...
Slowly opening the door, Butler Zhao saw Chu Jiaoli in a simple and elegant dress. Although the dress and hairpin were very simple, she did not look shabby on her body, but had a fresh and refined feeling.
The girls from the Chu family are indeed very charming!
Seeing the sedan in front of the door, she showed a look of joy, her eyes full of novelty. She immediately stepped forward and stroked the tassels on the sedan curtain. She turned back to Butler Zhao with an innocent smile on her face and said: "Zhao Mansion
You are really rich. The slave's family is so old, but they have never sat in a sedan chair. Is this sedan for the slave family?"
Seeing this, Butler Zhao also relaxed all her guard. People in the Chu Mansion have been bullying her all year round. She must have thought that being the master's concubine would be better than staying in the Chu Mansion, so why resist?
He smiled and said: "Of course, after marrying into the Zhao family, you will become a member of the Zhao family, and your body will be delicate."
"Oh my god, are you in a dream?" Chu Jiaoli covered her mouth in pretense of wonder, then winked at Butler Zhao and smiled, "Can the slave family finally take a look at the streets in a sedan chair?
That is the slave’s biggest dream!”
Butler Zhao was completely reassured by her and said: "Of course that's okay, hurry up and get on the sedan, and I'll let you walk around in glory."
Chu Jiaoli smiled broadly, nodded frequently, and got on the sedan in a few moments.
Butler Zhao opened the curtain and saw Chu Jiaoli sitting obediently, smiling expectantly and saying: "Sir, let's go quickly, the slave family can't wait."
Butler Zhao smiled with satisfaction and lowered the curtain.
The sedan soon arrived at the bustling street. Through the gap in the curtains, Chu Jiaoli looked at the bustling crowd with a serious expression.
I need to find a big shot...
Seeing Prince Qi's mansion in the distance, she frowned slightly.
A large group of people gathered in front of the door, chattering without knowing what they were talking about.
I remember that on this day, when she was in the Zhao Mansion, she also heard the maids of the Zhao Mansion mention that today the eldest lady of the Chu family successfully entered the Prince's Mansion under the banner of "selling herself to save her sister." At this time, it was almost the same.
This happened.
A figure rushed towards the crowd, and then the man was heard shouting: "You little bitch, you are here to slander my sister!"
This voice belongs to Chu Jiaoping's twin brother Chu Yuanzhe.
He was a playboy who was good at eating and drinking women. He used his status as the second young master of the Chu family to run rampant and bully women from good families all the year round. It was he who ruined the reputation of the Chu family.
During those days in the Chu Mansion, although Chu Yuanzhe did not touch her, he often used words to humiliate her. His voice was very loud and he could scold her to the point of embarrassment and anger.
She rolled her eyes. The presence of Chu Yuanzhe would definitely hinder her, not to mention that Prince Qi was moody and might not be a courageous person. She also knew that she could not please Prince Qi as well as her eldest sister.
In this case, it would be too risky to seek help from Prince Qi...
She frowned, her gaze fixed on one point.
A tall figure in purple clothes, the fabric of the robe is expensive, and the dark pattern craftsmanship is exquisite and gorgeous. She carefully looked at the pattern of the golden hair crown, which is unique to members of the royal family.
While she was thinking, she looked for an opportunity to escape through the window.
The prince, the prince of Qi and the prince of Jin all have similar shapes. The prince of Qi is in the prince's mansion. The prince always rides a carriage when going out. The prince of Jin often wears purple clothes. The prince of Jin and the prince of Qi have always been on good terms. This direction is also towards the prince of Qi's mansion.
It must be him who went.
He has always been gentle to women, and asking him for help will definitely help her get out of trouble!
Seizing the right moment, she quickly rolled down the window two steps away from him.
