Transmigrated Into the Male Lead’s Cannon Fodder Dead Wife

Du Yaoyao transmigrated into a light-hearted ancient novel called “My Powerful Minister”, where the ordinary male lead continuously moves up in life.

The male lead was promoted as an official...

My First Wife (1 / 2)

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Chen Jie was getting drunk and irritated. They had clearly agreed on trade between the two places, so how could they exchange goods? Nu Hai and several Wuhuan ministers chatted with him here and there, toasting him and refusing to let him go.

It is common for men to urge others to drink at the dinner table. Chen Jie was always thinking about Du Yaoyao and couldn't calm down.

Taking advantage of the time to sober up, he secretly asked the maid he brought with him, "Where is the girl?"

The girl was the beautiful lady who pretended to be ugly. The maid replied, "The girl drank the wrong wine and felt unwell. She went back to her tent to rest."

Shen Jie secretly thought that this was not good.

"Are there any guards following you?"

"I don't know. It was arranged by Master Yan."

Chen Jie hurriedly asked Yan Jin, who was slightly drunk and didn't take it seriously, "The only one who has seen her, the Third Prince, is not here. She is in disguise and no one can recognize her. I asked two maids to take her back."

Chen Jie was not only on guard against Nu Hai, but also against Hong E. A man who had never experienced the fighting and pursuit of a woman did not know how vicious a woman's heart could be.

He ordered Yan Jin to accompany Nu Hai and others and hurried back to the tent with a few guards.

The moonlight is as silver, illuminating the grass clearly.

The guards holding torches found a maid who had fainted on the side of the road. When they removed her veil, they found the maid with the big red birthmark on her right cheek.

Chen Jie ordered everyone to search the area nearby, and finally saw a dark group of figures half a mile ahead.

He took people there.

Du Yaoyao was confronting the Wuhuan Khan.

She claimed to be a maid of an envoy, but the Khan ignored her and hesitated whether to reveal her identity.

A clear male voice came from afar: "The Khan is in a good mood to enjoy the scenery under the moon!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Chen Jie and his men striding over. He walked up to Du Yaoyao, took off his coat and put it on her.

Then he crossed his hands in front of his chest and performed the Wuhuan salute properly, "I greet the Khan."

His tone and manners were impeccable, and his possessiveness of the woman behind him was genuine.

Wuhuan Khan smiled, "The envoy does not need to be so polite." His sharp eyes passed through the sunken steps and fixed on Du Yaoyao's lowered face. He asked curiously, "I have never seen this maidservant of the envoy before."

This shows great interest in Du Yaoyao.

Chen Jie smiled awkwardly, his face flushed with embarrassment, "This woman is my beloved one. When I go out, I will not let her show her true face to others easily. Please forgive me for my previous deception, Khan."

"No problem." Wuhuan Khan raised his sleeves. Men value beauty, so if they have such a delicate girl, it is reasonable for them to hide her in a golden house and cover her with a white veil.

The people of the grassland were open-minded, and he mentioned with interest: "May the envoy be interested in my Wuhuan daughters? If so, I will give you a few beautiful maids, so that the envoy's trip to Wuhuan will be worthwhile."

Countries do not interact with each other without benefit. Between people, no reward should be given without merit.

It was obviously a gift of a beautiful maid, and if Chen Jie accepted her, he would have to send Du Yaoyao away as well.

Such as barter negotiated between two places.

He begged for mercy, "Khan, please spare me." He pulled Du Yaoyao over and said frankly, "This woman is not an ordinary maid, but my first wife. My wife admires the elegance of Wuhuan and the Khan, and begged me to take her with me. But taking my wife on a diplomatic mission is easy to be criticized, so I have to let my wife dress up as a maid and accompany me. Please forgive me, Khan."