What was even more intolerable to her was how her little master had terrible scars on his face.
After hearing Penghao say that the problem occurred with that medicine, Yalin laughed. This medicine is a unique secret medicine in their royal family. She can solve it. It's just a little troublesome. Because it only takes one kind of herb and some ingredients.
alright.
It's just that they are slaves, so walking on the road is more troublesome.
The eldest son still had an idea. In a small town, he found an excuse and bought the ingredients.
The rest is simple. Every day during the journey, Yalin would ask her eldest son to pick some weeds with small yellow flowers on the roadside, make a paste and apply it on Basil's face.
More than ten days passed. The marks on Penghao's face fell off.
The skin is fairer and more tender than before.
Such beauty is dangerous.
So every day, wet nurse Yalin still applied medicine to her as before.
The face matter is solved.
But my stomach couldn't help it.
Penghao didn't want to say more about her affairs. The little master didn't say anything, so Yalin didn't ask. She knew that nothing good would come of it. She didn't want to hear it either. Is there any good thing about being a slave? If someone told her, little
The master's belly is the result of her love. Even if she were beaten to death, she wouldn't believe it. If it wasn't love, then it must be some bastard man... She couldn't think that if the little master didn't tell her, then she shouldn't tell him. The important thing was,
The little master is still alive.
In the forest ahead, there were still trees to some extent blocking the wind and sand. Now that we arrived on this vast grassland, there were no blocks at all. The snow lost its warmth at the beginning and began to fall heavier and heavier.
The north wind is howling, and the snowflakes are driven by the strong wind, hitting people's faces painfully.
The sky is getting darker and darker, but the snow is getting heavier and heavier. It seems that they will not be able to get out of this grassland until tonight. Then they can only spend the night on this grassland. In such a cold snowy northern night,
It's really a bad thing to spend such a cold night in such an open space with no barriers.
Penghao's stomach hurt more and more. She really didn't know if she could hold on to that place in the mountains. If the child really couldn't be saved, then she, it seemed that tonight, oh, God, what should she do? What should she do?
What? Penghao looked at her eldest son anxiously. She really didn’t know what to do. There was also Nanny Yalin. She was already very embarrassed walking in such deep snow with her limp. But the strange thing was,
She was actually very energetic and seemed to be inexplicably excited. Oh my god, it couldn't be that Nurse Yalin was also anxious and confused. Penghao walked behind the horse with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Her heart felt worse than the snowstorm outside.
Still cold.
After a while, the sounds of people, horses, and basil were heard in the mist of snow, and only countless heads were seen shaking. Where is the eldest son? Where is Nanny Yalin?
She couldn't even see anymore, she just felt a stomachache...
"Nanny Yalin, Nanny Yalin?"
Penghao called Nanny Yalin in panic. She didn't know what was happening ahead, and she didn't understand why the always quiet and steady Nanny Yalin suddenly ran away like crazy. Her legs
Ah, she can actually run so fast. Oh my God, Penghao didn't know what happened to her, she could only watch Nanny Yalin disappear before her eyes.
Just when Penghao didn't know what to do, the slaves in front also started to get into trouble. Some slaves ran, and more slaves shouted. There were slaves running back, and several people knocked down Penghao. Penghao couldn't help but feel pain.
She screamed. Her stomach hurt. Oh my god. Her stomach hurt like crazy.
"Ah, ah, help!"
The slaves cried loudly.
Ouch, ouch, ouch...
A group of cavalry came around. They were wearing short clothes and fox fur hats, with arrows stuck in their backs. They were all strong and fierce on horseback. At first glance, they knew they were cavalry from the northern nomads.
"Mom, run, run quickly, Lin Hubing is here."
Boom, a cold light flashed by, and the head of a slave who couldn't dodge fell to the snow.
The slave traders didn't care about the slaves anymore. They cried for father and mother one by one, wishing that their parents would give them two more legs. Let's see who runs away faster. I just pity those slaves. They have iron chains on their legs.
They couldn't run. What's more, they were still a team of ten people carrying a long wooden shackle. They were crying and shouting, and everyone collided with each other. More people's legs and arms fell to the snow. Penghao looked numbly.
Looking at all this, she is going to die, and her children, they are really dead this time.
"Hahaha."
There was a burst of laughter, and the wind-like killing stopped in the laughter.
The man with an eagle nose, tiger eyes, and a big beard, under the black cloak, is riding on a tall horse. He is clearly a king from the Northern Kingdom.
Yes, he is the Burning Fire Wolf, the king of Linhu in the Northern Kingdom.
"Okay, kids, pack up the loot and go back to camp."
"Your Majesty, what shall we do with these slaves?"
"The old rule is, take away those who can work. Kill all the useless ones."
There was no warmth in Bori Liehuo Canglang's tone.
"yes."
The sergeants responded and drove the slaves away.
Penghao saw her little eldest son being knocked unconscious and thrown to the other side of death.
Just as she was about to walk over, a sergeant pointed at her and said to King Lin Hu,
"Your Majesty, where is this?"
"Take it away. By tomorrow spring, our tribe will have another animal? Hahaha."
King Lin Hu's smile made Penghao feel chilled. Such a barbaric person actually called her child an animal.
"Great King, please let him go. Let me take him back with you. I believe that in a few days, you will have a young and strong slave."
Penghao stepped forward, holding back the pain in her heart, and asked King Linhu like this. She just wanted to take her eldest son away. She could not let him die.
"You, haha."
"If these words come from the mouth of a beautiful woman, haha. What a pity, you?"
Cavalry Lin Hu laughed.
"Do you know the consequences of bumping into a noble?"
The man on the horse squinted his eyes and looked at the white-faced Penghao.
Turning his head suddenly,
"Pull her down and kill her."
"No, King, please let her go."
A woman ran over and threw herself in front of King Linhu's horse. It was wet nurse Yalin.
"Damn slaves, come here, drag them all out and kill them."
The general next to King Linhu spoke. He could not let a few humble slaves ruin the king's happiness.
"slow."
Penghao slowly raised her head and stared at King Lin Hu's face.
"Ask them to give me a basin of water."
"you wanna die."
The generals around King Lin Hu would use their whips to teach this disrespectful slave a lesson.
"Okay, give her water."
Boiri Liehuo Canglang squinted his eyes and looked at Penghao, this ugly little slave girl, so interesting and tight.
The water bag was opened, the water was in the belt, and the water bag became a small mirror.
Everyone looked at this little slave girl in confusion as to what tricks she was playing. If she did this, if it weren't for a special reason, she would have only one end, and that would be death.
Penghao walked towards the water step by step.
She walked to the water and lowered her face. The coolness of the water suddenly soaked into her face.
If she could gain three lives by sacrificing one of hers, then it was time to show off her beauty.
The water fell and the flowers bloomed. The flowers in the desert bloomed on the face of this ugly little slave girl...