Several traffickers looked up at the direction where the sound came from, and saw a young man, tall and thin, wearing plain brocade clothes. The traffickers only took a look at the man, then lowered their heads and dared not look at him. Traffickers are people who have a very accurate eye for people. This handsome young man with sharp eyes is either rich or noble, and is not someone they can afford to offend.
"Our master is asking you a question!" one of the nobleman's guards shouted at the human trafficker.
The trafficker apologized carefully and said, "Sir, this slave only wants ten taels of silver."
Some people in the crowd were in an uproar. Ten taels of silver could buy dozens of strong and mature slaves, but this human trafficker really dared to ask for such a high price.
A guard walked up to Qingyu and lifted Qingyu's chin with his toes so that his master could see Qingyu's face clearly.
The young master looked at Qingyu coldly, nodded, and then turned and left without waiting for anyone to react.
The guard pulled Qingyu up from the ground, threw a tael of silver to the trafficker, and said, "Damn Fengtian people!"
The human trafficker held the silver in his hand and dared not say a word.
None of the Fengtian people present said a word. From the accent of the guard, they knew that these were people from Zhuri. Zhuri was the suzerain state of Fengtian. Even if they killed them, the court would not be able to do anything for these common people.
Qingyu was dragged behind the noble master by the guards, and the guards told the noble master, "Master, I bought this servant."
"What's your name?" The noble young man stopped and asked Qingyu.
Fate turned around too quickly. Qingyu's mind was blank at the moment. When she heard the young master's question, she opened her mouth, but no words came out.
The young master didn't urge her, but just looked at Qingyu coldly.
The guard pushed Qingyu from behind.
Qingyu fell to the ground again, her face pressed against the wet ground. Qingyu's mind slowly returned to normal. She knelt upright, timidly kowtowed to the noble master, and said in tears: "My lord, please give me a name."
The young man raised the corner of his mouth, which was considered a smile, and walked forward again, ignoring Qingyu who was kneeling on the ground and looking at the pitiful face.
"Who do you think you are?" the guard pulled Qingyu up from the ground again and said, "You are a slave of the emperor, and you still want our master to give you a name?"
A middle-aged man who looked like a manager and followed the young master turned around and said, "It is early autumn now, so I will call this slave Chuqiu."
Yu Xiaoxiao was sitting in the main hall of Gu's mansion at this time, and she sneezed for no reason.
Nanny Wang asked with concern, "Princess, do you want more clothes?"
Yu Xiaoxiao shook her head and looked outside the hall. It was still a clear and crisp autumn day after an autumn rain. Why did she feel like something bad had happened?
"Princess," Xiao Wei ran in from outside the hall and reported to Yu Xiaoxiao, "The Prince Consort has woken up."
"Let's go back and take a look," Yu Xiaoxiao stood up and left, instantly forgetting the ominous premonition she had just had.
When Yu Xiaoxiao left the main hall and went to the back house, Xiaozhuang, who had gone out to buy snacks for Yu Xiaoxiao, ran back.
Looking at Xiaozhuang's empty hands, Yu Xiaoxiao's mouth drooped and she said, "Is there nothing to eat outside?"
Xiaozhuang hurriedly bowed to Yu Xiaoxiao and whispered, "Princess, I heard that the eldest prince of Zhuri, Jingmo, arrived in the capital yesterday."
Nanny Wang subconsciously asked, "What do they want from Fengtian now?"
Yu Xiaoxiao smacked her lips. There were a total of six countries on this continent, the most powerful one was Zhuri. Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku and Xuanwu were of equal strength, second only to Zhuri. As for Fengtian, it was a country that anyone could step on, but it had not yet perished. Firstly, those five countries were fighting each other and had no time to deal with Fengtian with all their strength. Secondly, Fengtian had many good generals who could always save the country from danger.
Xiaozhuang looked at Yuxiao and said, "Princess, I heard that the eldest prince of Zhuri came here this time to bring a prince back to Zhuri."
"Is His Majesty going to choose a prince as a hostage?" Nanny Wang asked Xiaozhuang in a low voice.
Xiaozhuang nodded.
Nanny Wang immediately looked at Yu Xiaoxiao and said in fear, "Princess, thank God, it's a good thing you brought the Seventh Prince out of the palace."
Yu Xiaoxiao walked towards the back house with a wooden face. Jing Mo, she was familiar with this man. The Cruel Empress could become the emperor with the help of this Prince Zhuri. To put it bluntly, this man was one of the Cruel Empress's lovers.
"Which prince will be the hostage?" Nanny Wang discussed this issue with Xiaozhuang and Xiaowei behind Yu Xiaoxiao.
The two secret guards shook their heads together. How could they possibly know such a thing?
"Yu Ziqing," Yu Xiao said.
Nanny Wang shouted in a low voice: "This is impossible!" Would someone like Concubine Hua let her son go to Zhuri as a hostage?
Think about the cruel empress's previous life. Concubine Zhao tricked Yu Linglong and her brother out of the palace, and then went all out to deal with Concubine Hua. Concubine Hua's mother's family also held military power. Yu Ziqing was the eldest prince, and he was also a threat to the sixth prince Yu Ziming born to Concubine Zhao. Yu Xiaoxiao didn't see how Concubine Zhao tricked Concubine Hua's son into being a hostage, but this was the result.
"Princess, how did you know?" Xiao Wei asked Yu Xiaoxiao.
Yu Xiaoxiao looked back at the three of them and said, "Should I be in charge of this?"
Nanny Wang, Xiaozhuang and Xiaowei all shook their heads. This was not something that could be solved by taking action.
"Actually, they are all my brothers," Yu Xiaoxiao. Yu Ziqing, who was tricked by Concubine Zhao and executed in Japan, never returned to his country for the rest of his life. After Jing Mo became the emperor, this prince was beheaded by Jing Mo, and his head was given to Yu Linglong as a gift. Yu Xiaoxiao felt miserable just thinking about it.
Is the princess going to become a Buddha right now?
Nanny Wang, Xiaozhuang, and Xiaowei all wanted to yell at Yu Xiaoxiao, "How can Hua Fei's son be your brother?" But the three of them didn't dare to yell, "The princess is stupid, but she is ruthless."
"Not saying anything, do you agree?" Yu Xiaoxiao waited for a long time, and seeing that the three people in front of her didn't say anything, she asked again.
Aunt Wang...
Xiaozhuang Xiaowei...
Why did they just acquiesce? Isn't it better to let the women in the palace fight each other?
"You're married," Nanny Wang said to Yu Xiao.
Yu Xiaoxiao stood there waiting for Nanny Wang's next words.
"Princess, please don't ask about the royal family's affairs," Nanny Wang accompanied Yu Xiaoxiao to the back house and advised earnestly, "Princess, just think about your husband. At home, you should obey your father, and after marriage, you should obey your husband. If your husband's life is good, your life will naturally rise with it."
Yu Xiaoxiao didn't understand what Wang Ma said. Obey your father, obey your husband? What kind of logic is this? Could it be that Gu Xinglang could become the emperor in the future? This doesn't make sense, right?
"Your Highness, you must listen to me this time," Nanny Wang said to Yu Xiao, "As long as the Seventh Prince is safe and sound, you don't have to ask anything."
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