Chapter 101 The Wind Kills the Slave and Tears Fill the Sky Part 2
It's nothing. But if she can't be sold as an embroidery slave, this woman will be in trouble. Look at her like this. Who can she sell to? As a field slave, she is skinny, who will buy it? As a house slave, she has a strange disease. Who would want her? She had no choice but to sell her to a savage (a countryman from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period) as a wife, but the savages were also very picky. There were so many strong female slaves that they didn't want, so who would want such a thin woman? A veteran like Rong Daya was in a dilemma. He didn't know how to deal with this unfortunate girl.
The old lady looked at her face, but she never stopped speculating about this strange slave girl. She didn't think this girl looked very good, but she had such a formidable aura. He didn't look like a slave at all. She suddenly had a sneer on the corner of her mouth. She thought maybe this was the bastard son of the master in the mansion who had an affair with a slave. After the incident, he would use this kind of behavior. The way was sent out.
Why not sell her as a slave and cut off this girl's last chance of survival?
Even Chunming, who was so confused, couldn't figure it out. She couldn't figure it out, she really couldn't figure it out.
She never cares about where this person comes from. As long as he enters her slave house, he will be the meat on her case. Here, no matter how stubborn the tough guy is, She can also turn him into a sliver of soft cloth.
Please forgive me!
After Xuanhao gave the order, a dark-faced man walked out of a nearby room, holding a thick whip in his hand. The two strong men behind Rong Daya also walked towards Penghao. Their faces were expressionless. He walked up to Penghao and grabbed Penghao's arm roughly. He dragged Penghao to the large bluestone slab in the middle of the yard, and a big man neatly grabbed Penghao's back skirt and pulled it straight to his waist, exposing his entire back.
Then another big man fiercely pressed Penghao's head against the bluestone slats, forcing her to lie motionless on the bluestone slats. Unexpectedly, Penghao didn't struggle, she just let the big man pull her. When he was picking up the back of his clothes, he subconsciously grabbed the front of his clothes with both hands, and the moment he fell on the bluestone board, he put one hand on his abdomen. The whole process was like a pantomime, and no one made a sound.
I was jealous and thought that this girl was really a little bit different. Most female slaves would have cried and screamed and begged her for mercy by this time. But this girl was almost obedient and lay down. On to the bluestone slab.
There was no need for anyone to hold her down. Of course, Penghao's small gesture of putting a hand on her abdomen when she lay down could not escape Rong Daya's sharp eyes. This girl was pregnant, and it looked like she was more than four months old at the least. She It must have been tied with a rope, otherwise she wouldn't have discovered it until now. Maybe the girl's thinness was hidden from her eyes. If Rong Daya knew that Penghao's belly was actually five months old, she would not believe it. , her big-toothed eyes are really poisonous.