Chapter 164 World 7 (12)

Baoshan hurried to Dong Yixiao's side, called him "Dad" softly, and said nothing more.

Dong Yixiao looked suspiciously at Wu Li in the woodshed. The door was wide open, revealing everything inside. Wu Li sat on his knees, clad in a vibrant Hu Ji dress. Perhaps because it was too small, the front of the dress was torn, revealing a large area of skin. The rounded hem barely covered his upper calves. Wu Li lowered his head, revealing only his delicate features. As if sensing Dong Yixiao's scrutiny, Wu Li raised his head. In his deep, heterochromatic eyes, he reflected Dong Yixiao and the precious fan.

Seeing the messy scarlet marks at the corners of Wu Li's lips, it was impossible to tell what she had originally looked like. The corners of Wu Li's slender eyes were a vibrant cinnabar. This beautiful scene made Dong Yixiao's brows furrow even more. He ignored Wu Li and tugged at the wide sleeves of his treasured fan as he walked out of the woodshed.

The door was closed, and Wu Li's ears moved slightly. Intermittent sounds came from outside the door.

"Did he ever bully you?"

In response to Dong Yixiao, Baoshan let out a soft cry of embarrassment and anger.

Wu Li frowned slightly, thinking about the scene of last night in his mind.

He stood up from the ground, the mess that had just been hidden on his body now fully exposed. Last night was just a beautiful dream, he had not done anything so-called lovemaking. But the tenderness and heat intertwined together, it was extremely absurd.

According to tribal tradition, only one in ten or twelve men of Wuli's age have not married, but most of them have beloved concubines.

Wu Li closed his eyes, his gem-like eyes hidden beneath his thin skin.

Wu Li attributed the uncontrollable behavior last night to male nature.

Wu Li had felt this way before, but he'd been able to suppress it with his patience. He'd never felt the same way he did last night, unable to extricate himself, stuck in the mud.

Wu Li sneered at himself: He had become a lowly slave, but he had some romantic thoughts.

Under Dong Yixiao's questioning, Baoshan only pretended to be timid, gently stroked her chest, and said softly: "Daddy asked Wu Li to change into Hu Ji's dress last night, and... and asked me to stay in the woodshed to temper Wu Li.

The fear and terror that Daddy talked about certainly existed.

The woodshed was cramped, with insects and ants scurrying out from time to time, making it difficult to find peace. I couldn't sleep well all night. As for Wu Li—he didn't hurt me."

——But he did something beyond the rules.

Dong Yixiao was indeed led astray by Bao Shan's words and forgot what he originally wanted to ask: whether Wu Li had acted rashly.

Dong Yixiao lowered his eyelids and looked at the treasure fan carefully. The area around his eyes was originally as white as jade.

Now it has a faint ink color, and you can tell at a glance that he didn't sleep well last night.

Dong Yixiao quickly assured him, "It was Dad who was not thoughtful enough. The firewood shed is in a shabby condition and it's not the right place for you to stay. Drinking is a waste of time, a waste of time!"

Baoshan shook her head slightly, not blaming Dong Yixiao, and said softly, "When mother was alive, she often advised father to drink less. I know that father is concerned about my safety. But you and I are father and daughter and we depend on each other for survival. If father doesn't know about it,

Even if bandits come, my daughter will be helpless no matter how she calls for help."

Dong Yixiao agreed with this and quickly promised that he would only have a few drinks in the future and would definitely not drink heavily.

As for the Hu Ji dress on Wu Li in the woodshed, Dong Yixiao wanted to find some of his old clothes and give them to Wu Li.

But Wu Li was tall, and the clothes did not fit him.

When Baoshan learned about this, she picked out an outer robe from the embroidery and handed it to Dong Yixiao.

"I made this for Daddy. It's a robe to wear over a cotton-padded jacket in winter. The size is much larger than Daddy's usual size. I think it might be a good fit for Wu Li."

Dong Yixiao looked at the brand new robe in his hand and said leisurely, "It's really a bargain for that lowly slave to be able to wear the clothes you made with your own hands."

Bao Shan showed an angry look on her face: "Daddy, don't talk nonsense. If you don't allow Wu Li to wear clothes, do you mean to let him walk naked on the street?

If others don't know Wu Li's name, they will definitely laugh at Daddy for not being able to even get a decent piece of clothing."

These words reminded Dong Yixiao of the words he said when he was drunk and forced Wu Li to wear Hu Ji's dress.

At that time, he was very tough. If Wu Li refused to wear the Hu Ji's clothes, he would make him naked.

Now thinking about it carefully, Dong Yixiao couldn't help sweating. He just thought that a drunk person could say all kinds of nonsense.

Dong Yixiao threw the outer robe to Wu Li, muttering to himself, "Not everyone can wear the clothes made by Bao Shan himself."

Hearing this, Wu Li's eyes, which were as calm as water, were slightly disturbed.

Wrapped in the soft outer robe, Wu Li's tense body couldn't help but relax slightly.

He raised his arm and looked at the blessing knot embroidered on the gray piping of the cuffs, which was used to pray for good health. Thinking of Dong Yixiao's words, Wu Li's eyes flickered slightly: Such a delicate and well-ironed robe was originally made for whom?

After all, it is not for the lowly slaves.

Dong Yixiao still did not give up and introduced Wu Li to Princess An Ning.

In Dong Yixiao's opinion, Princess An Ning is wealthy and loves beautiful women.

If Wu Li could gain the favor of Princess An Ning, he would surely be able to obtain a considerable sum of money.

Dong Yixiao took Wu Li to the Nuyuan, a place dedicated to training slaves.

Baoshan naturally wanted to go with him. If he allowed Dong Yixiao to do as he pleased and tame Wuli, he would inevitably end up in the fate of his dream.

But Baoshan knew in her heart that if she opened her mouth to say that she wanted to go, Dong Yixiao would definitely not allow it.

Ever since the incident with Nu Si, Dong Yixiao's face had been as gloomy as water on his way home, and he looked full of regret.

Baoshan did not ask to go with them, but only asked when Dong Yixiao would be back and whether her mother-in-law should leave a portion for Dong Yixiao when she prepared dinner.

Dong Yixiao needs to make thorough inquiries in the Nuyuan before he goes there, so the time of his return home is naturally uncertain.

If I prepare a meal for Dong Yixiao, it will surely be cold by the time he returns. Heating up the food won't taste very good.

Therefore, Baoshan knew Dong Yixiao's answer, but still wanted to ask.

As expected, Dong Yixiao refused out loud.

"Just make your own dinner, and don't wait for me. Just leave a light on."

Bao Shan frowned slightly, a troubled look flashing across her pretty face. She slowly said, "Daddy, are you going to drink and have fun again?"

"That's not the case."

Baoshan seemed to want to say something but hesitated, as if he had thousands of words to say in his heart.

But when it reached her soft lips, it only turned into a simple sentence: "Daddy said so, so it is."

Seeing Baoshan's expression, it was clear that she didn't believe him. Dong Yixiao had just made a promise a few days ago, so naturally he didn't want to break his promise in front of Baoshan.

But when Dong Yixiao returned home, it must have been late at night, and he couldn't wake up Baoshan from her sleep to prove to her that he really didn't drink.

Dong Yixiao sighed and said to the treasured fan, "Your Excellencies' words are as good as gold. My Dong Yixiao's promise is not worth a penny, but it counts.

Well, you will follow me to the Nuyuan and see if I keep my promise."

Having gotten the desired result, Bao Shan did not immediately agree. Instead, a look of worry emerged in his eyes, and he stammered, "But Dad—you said that the people in the slave market have bad intentions and told me to stay away from there."

Dong Yixiao said this, and those people from Nu Si did have bad intentions. Their eyes seemed to be glued to the precious fan, which made people feel uncomfortable.

But Dong Yixiao felt that with him by his side, even if there were people with bad intentions, they would not dare to do anything presumptuous.

"No problem."

Baoshan then set off and followed Dong Yixiao to the slave garden.

On the way to Nuyuan, Baoshan either said a few words to Dong Yixiao or walked quietly, not even giving Wu Li a glance.

Wu Li only felt that the chains he usually wore were heavier today, and the air around him was more suffocating and stuffy.

Wu Li looked up at the round sun. A few clouds obscured the sun's rays, blocking most of the scorching heat.

Wu Li raised his hand and weighed the shackles; they were still the same weight as usual.

Wu Li turned around and looked at Bao Shan who was walking slowly behind him. The heavy feeling in his chest came over him again.

Wu Li finally understood where the restlessness in his heart came from.

Baoshan shouldn't treat him with such indifference. This attitude of neglect made Wu Li depressed.

But Wu Li couldn't tell how Baoshan should treat him.

How should a guard treat a slave? Indifferent, harsh... it seemed any attitude was appropriate. But even after thinking it through, the vague annoyance in Wu Li's heart did not diminish in the slightest.

This kind of boredom reached its peak when Duan Changfeng ran towards the treasure fan with joy on his face.

Wu Li naturally remembered Duan Changfeng. Even if he forgot, the heavy chains on his body would remind him who had imposed these constraints on him.

Wu Li still remembered vividly the cold and warning look on Duan Changfeng's face when he locked the shackles.

And now, Duan Changfeng, like a restless butterfly, fluttered towards the delicate flower of the treasure fan.

It's really - an eyesore.

But Wu Li couldn't tell whether it was Duan Changfeng who made him feel disgusted, or Duan Changfeng's deliberate attempts to please Bao Shan and get close to him that made Wu Li feel impatient.

When he was at home, Duan Wu had already told Duan Changfeng all about Dong Yixiao's attitude.

Duan Wu has been a horse dealer for decades and is very shrewd in dealing with people. Naturally, he could see Dong Yixiao's perfunctory attitude when he mentioned Duan Changfeng's Xinyue Baoshan.

Duan Wu thought that Duan Changfeng was good in every way and could match any girl, so there was no way Dong Yixiao would despise him.

Duan Wu knew that Baoshan was beautiful and gentle, making her lovable. It was natural that he would be attracted to Duan Changfeng, whom he often met.

Duan Wu always felt uncomfortable just looking at Duan Changfeng fawning over Bao Shan.

Duan Wu also had his own concerns. Bao Shan was slender, and Dong Yixiao was a very careful person who raised his daughter, so he never let Bao Shan do any rough work.

Even after Duan Changfeng's repeated persuasion, he was able to win the beauty.

But after marrying her home, the whole family still had to worship and pamper the precious fan.

This is not marrying a wife, it is welcoming a treasure into the home.

Therefore, Duan Wu used both soft and hard tactics to try to make Duan Changfeng give up the treasured fan.

There are countless capable women in the city, so why bother clinging to one delicate flower?

Moreover, this delicate flower seemed to have no romantic feelings towards Duan Changfeng at all.

But if Duan Changfeng was a man who could give up easily, he would have married and had children long ago when the people around him started dating. When other women showed interest in him, he would have obeyed his parents' orders and married and started living.

Duan Changfeng was a stubborn person, and he knew that the treasure fan was as fragile as fragile glass.

But others did not dare to get close to the glass, for fear that they would bump into it and break it into pieces in an instant.

But Duan Changfeng is not afraid. He will worship Liuli high and take good care of her.

When Duan Changfeng learned that Dong Yixiao wanted to go to the Nuyuan, he took the initiative to act as his guide. Unlike the Nusi, the Nuyuan had stricter entry and exit rules. If the Nusi was like a free-flowing market, then the Nuyuan was like a penthouse that required connections to enter.

The slave garden was a place for disciplining and training slaves. In order to prevent the slaves from escaping, the guards were very strict.

Dong Yixiao had been a horse dealer for many years and was well aware of the purpose of the slave garden.

But Dong Yixiao often brought the slaves directly to the slave market and never thought of taming them.

In these decades, he has never been to Nuyuan once.

When he saw the treasured fan, Duan Changfeng was even more glad that he had come. He walked towards Dong Yixiao, calling him "Uncle Dong", but his eyes fell on the treasured fan.

Dong Yixiao nodded slightly.

The treasure fan behind him called softly, "Brother Changfeng."

Duan Changfeng responded quickly, without noticing Dong Yixiao's tense brows. He stood beside Baoshan and walked side by side with him.

"Why are you here?"

As soon as he said this, Duan Changfeng secretly regretted it. It was as if he didn't want to see the treasure fan.

Duan Changfeng said quickly, "The Nuyuan is a mixed bag, it's not suitable for you to come. But with me and Uncle Dong here, no one dares to bully you."

Bao Shan's eyebrows curved, and she said softly, "Daddy asked me to come."