"There was a dispute in a group of slave transactions ahead, and the seller and the buyer started to fight." Caiyi replied, wondering whether to drive away the troublemakers.
The shadow of the sky lifted a small corner of the car curtain and looked outside.
"It seems that the fight was very fierce. Caiyi, do you know what the reason?" Qingjun frowned. He didn't want to waste time here.
"It seems to be for the handsome man who was tied up. Because the price was not up to par, the seller forced himself to grab it, so he started fighting." Caiyi replied.
Qingjun looked at the man tied up. He was indeed a handsome man. Even though he was wearing a coarse linen, he was still very beautiful, but he was just beautiful.
"Buy that man and let the two gangs get out." Qiongying lowered the curtains and stopped looking.
"Yes, Lord." Caiyi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly walked towards the center of the street.
Qingjun was also stunned and asked the two groups to get out of here. Why did he buy that man?
It was nothing more than a problem of money. Caiyi solved the problem in just a few seconds, loosened the man and dragged it to the carriage.
The man's face was pale, except for his face, covered with scars, covered by thin cloth clothes, and shivered with coldness.
Although Caiyi was a woman, her movements were not gentle at all. She pulled the man into pain and let go without warning. The man almost fell.
"Lord, I have bought it." Caiyi said respectfully.
"What's the name?" A very light voice came from the carriage.
Surprise flashed in the man's eyes, a warm-hearted female voice.
But he didn't speak for a long time, his lips were a little purple and bloody. He didn't know that he couldn't speak, but he still didn't dare to speak.
Caiyi glanced at the man coldly, but only drew her sword: "Reply, what's the name?"
"Qinglan." The man spoke slowly, his voice was warm, mixed with a hint of hoarseness, and his lips cracked a slight wound, and a trace of blood was overflowing.
"age?"
"Twenty-three." The man replied in a low voice.
Qingjun frowned again. She asked what she was doing when she was old? Just throw it away!
"Do you have family?" Qiongying continued to ask.
"No." The man shook his head and replied.
"Can you get married?"
"...No." The man trembled slightly, his face turned pale a little again. He couldn't hear what the person in the carriage meant.
"Are you clean?"
"I have a lot of blood on my body, which has not been washed for many days." The man replied carefully.
"No, I'll ask if you're a child."
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere around the carriage was extremely strange.
Qingjun was shocked, her fists clenched slightly under her sleeves, and a hint of panic and ruthlessness flashed in her eyes. Why did she ask these nonsense?!
Even Luo Yi Caiyi was stunned for a moment. The Lord didn’t want any man, and there were thousands of times better than this man.
The man's face was pale and his whole body was stiff. I don't know if he was frozen or frightened.
"Reply." Caiyi looked at the man, and dared not look down on him anymore, and her tone improved a lot.
"...Yes." The man lowered his head, his voice trembled a little, and his face was ashes.
"Caiyi, now take him back to the palace and find someone to teach."
"Yes, Lord." Caiyi nodded respectfully.
"Luyi, set off."
"Yes, Lord." Luo Yi drove away and gradually moved away.
Caiyi walked up to the man and said politely: "Young Master, please."
"Where to go?" The man looked at Caiyi vigilantly. This woman had seen the power of her just now, and he would definitely not be able to escape. Even if she escaped, she would be arrested.
"Go back to the palace." Caiyi replied.
"What palace?" The man did not move for a long time.
"Young Master, don't worry about the palace in Yancheng." Caiyi's tone was not respectful, but she was very polite and answered one by one patiently.