Tan Tai Sheng looked coldly at the guards holding knives and couldn't help sneering in his heart. Just now, his master was almost scratched in the face by the servants, but these people didn't move at all, and looked like they were enjoying the show, but now they were pointing knives at him.
The reason these people didn't stop the slave girl just now was that her actions didn't threaten their mission.
As long as we can get the person there and he doesn’t die, it’s fine.
"Young Master of the Western Regions, Tan Tai Sheng."
He introduced himself, but the guards still seemed to want to stop him.
"She's sick. If she doesn't see a doctor, she might die in this desert. Don't you want to report to the Emperor of Central Plains?"
The man spoke fluent Chinese, which made them think he was even more fake.
The guards looked at each other, and the little girl who had just spoken for Yunchu stood up and knelt on the ground.
"Meet the Young Master of the Western Regions!"
Furong's words still carried some weight, after all, she had met many nobles in the palace before.
She explained to several guards and finally dispelled their doubts.
Tan Tai Sheng picked up Yun Chu and stuffed a few pills into her mouth.
Then, his gaze fell coldly on Liuying, "Now that she's my wife, she's not someone who can be bullied by any random person."
"But I don't like bullying. If you can make it to the Western Regions, I'll let you live. If not, it means that God doesn't favor you."
Tan Tai Ye caught up and heard what his elder brother said, and silently gave him a thumbs up.
In fact, they came out to pick them up because they were afraid that these people would get lost in the desert. If they let this injured Central Plains man walk on his own, he might die before reaching the Western Regions.
Before death, I'm afraid I won't feel well physically.
Yunchu pretended to be unconscious and never opened his eyes.
Tan Tai Sheng looked down at the woman pretending to be unconscious, his face still cold. Protecting his wife was something all men in the Western Regions would do.
However, he also knew very well what the previous identity of the woman in his arms was.
To put it nicely, she is a delicate flower, but in fact she is a lover kept by the Emperor of Central Plains, and a lover who can be discarded at will.
The Emperor of Central Plains sent her here just to humiliate him.
He doesn't care. As long as his people live in peace, it doesn't matter if they suffer a little injustice.
Identity and the like are not important, but people from the Central Plains are accustomed to lying.
He doesn't like people who tell lies.
He whispered, "If you keep pretending to be unconscious, I'll leave you here too!"
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