As the man pounced on her, An Wenxi's dagger quickly slashed across his throat, causing a trail of blood to spurt out. Her dark eyes coldly swept across the last man who had grabbed her right hand. With a flip of her wrist, the man's hand fell limply to the ground with a click.
"Ah!" The man called Old Six screamed and glanced at the two bleeding bodies on the ground. He immediately covered his hands and took two steps back." You bitch, you hurt two of our lives. Our boss won't let you off!"”
" Whoosh!" The black iron dagger in An Wenxi's hand flew out and accurately stabbed into the man's neck. She struggled to move forward and pulled out the dagger. The thick blood dyed her eyes red. She clenched her fists tightly. Her palms were wet. This was the first time she had killed someone with her own hands.
It wasn't a good place to stay. An Wenxi's last bit of strength had just run out. She crawled forward bit by bit, and her consciousness gradually blurred. She seemed to see the face that she hated.
The sky started to drizzle again. It was so soft and gentle that it did not seem like summer rain. The surroundings were noisy, and a rotten smell of mud filled the air. The slave market had always been the most filthy place. It was a place where all kinds of people gathered.
Moreover, there were no laws here. Slave owners did not treat slaves as humans at all. Here, death was the most common thing.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't pretend to be dead.”The burly man raised his leg and kicked the petite body in the cage. Then, he cursed at the woman beside him," How unlucky. Where did you get this jinx from?"”
The woman's expression was sorrowful and she did not dare to speak.
The eyelashes of the little person in the cage trembled slightly as she tried to prop herself up. Her thick black hair was wet on her face, and there was a shocking whip mark on her right cheek. As she frowned, she looked ferocious and terrifying.
One could vaguely make out the bright red color of her dress. Her large almond-shaped eyes were sunken, her face was pale, her lips were cracked and peeling, and there were dried blood stains at the corner of her mouth.
An Wenxi struggled to sit up and leaned against the metal cage, coldly looking at everything outside.
That day, after she fainted, she was picked up by the slave owner. The woman saw that she was beautiful and wanted to sell her to a local rich family as a mistress. In the end, the person did something bad to her on the spot and was beaten half to death by her. The slave owner was furious and snatched the whip from her hand to beat her fiercely. She was whipped in the face and her face was ruined. These two days, she had barely eaten a single grain of rice and was covered in injuries. No one was willing to buy her anymore. She hung her hand weakly. She might be dying, but she had not taken revenge.
She was not willing to die like this. She clenched the corner of her clothes tightly.
"Come out!" The slave owner opened the iron cage and pulled her out.
"She looks like she's about to die." the woman said.
"Even if you want to die, you can't die in my hands.”The slave master threw her on the ground." I must send her out later!”
"Sir, take a look. Although this girl's face is ruined, her body is not bad. Why don't you buy her?”The slave owner had a flattering expression.
The man in blue narrowed his eyes and looked An Wenxi up and down. Suddenly, he smiled lewdly and reached out his hand to her." Can I check the goods first?"”
"Ah!" The blue-robed man covered his face, and the blood-red liquid flowed down his fingers.
"Men, beat him up!”The blue-robed man roared and ordered the servants behind him.
An Wenxi bit her lower lip tightly and closed her eyes in despair. She gripped the black iron dagger in her hand and slashed it at her own neck.
There was a pungent smell of blood around her. When she opened her eyes, she was already bleeding.
A tall and straight figure appeared in front of him. His moon-white brocade robe fluttered in the wind, and his entire body emitted a proud aura, as if a god had suddenly descended.
When his gaze fell on the battered An Wenxi on the ground, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. The hem of his clothes swept past, and he had already hugged the little one tightly in his arms.
He did not dare to imagine what would have happened if he had been a step later. Fortunately, he had found her.
Beigong Zhe's heart was filled with sorrow. When he saw the bloody whip mark on her face, he frowned.
"Wu ~" He hugged her too tightly, and she almost suffocated. The whip wounds on her body hurt from his grip, and she raised her hand to push him away slightly.
Beigong Zhe's heart ached." Follow me back to the palace. Don't you hate me? Without your life, how are you going to take revenge on me?”After saying that, he carried her horizontally.
An Wenxi sniffed the familiar fragrance of pear blossoms and her heart suddenly calmed down. She slowly closed her eyes.
Beigong Zhe coldly glanced at the blue-robed man who was standing at the side and said,""Did you step on her hand just now?"
"No, no, Young Master, please spare my life!”He no longer cared about the injury on his face and kept kowtowing.
"Qing Xuan, chop off his feet!"
"Ah!" The blue-robed young man immediately fainted from the pain. Two broken legs were placed beside him, and his lower body was immediately red.
Beigong Zhe glanced at the slave owner who was standing beside him. His eyes were terrifyingly cold." Tell me, what happened to her face?!"”
Ling Ao's regal aura was suffocating, and the malevolent aura around him was terrifying.
The slave owner trembled and buried his head on the ground." It wasn't me, it wasn't me. Spare me..."
" Ah!" Before the slave owner could finish his sentence, his head was split open. His brain splattered everywhere and blood flowed non-stop. No one saw when Beigong Zhe made his move. They instantly sucked in a breath of cold air and their bodies trembled.
"Emperor, how should we deal with the remaining people?”
Beigong Zhe hugged the woman in his arms tightly. His eyes were gentle as he whispered into her ear," Xi 'er, don't be afraid. Let's go home."
"Qing Xuan, faster!" He carefully placed An Wenxi in his arms on his knees and carefully brushed away the black hair on her face. His fingers trembled as he caressed the scars on her face, as if he was afraid of hurting her.
His fingers brushed across her cheeks and covered her dry lips, tracing her lips over and over again. He caught her small hand in his arms and used his sleeve to wipe off the stains on it bit by bit.
The carriage was moving at a high speed, splashing water everywhere.
When they arrived at the summer camp, Beigong Zhe immediately placed An Wenxi in his tent and called Yue Qingjue over.
She stared at Yue Qingjue, who was checking An Wenxi's pulse, and her face darkened with worry." How is she?”
"His breathing is weak. He received a palm strike on his chest and his lungs were severely damaged.”Yue Qingjue said seriously.
"Also, I'm afraid she hasn't eaten for the past few days. There's a high chance that she fainted from hunger.”
Beigong Zhe held her hand tightly and said to Yue Qingjue,""Go and make a few light dishes.”
"You want me to do it?" Yue Qingjue rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction.
Beigong Zhe ignored him and ordered someone to prepare a bathtub. He carried An Wenxi into the inner tent and took off her clothes one by one.
He soaked a towel and slowly wiped her body. He patiently washed her thick black hair. After washing up and applying medicine, he placed her under the warm blanket.
Looking at her dry lips, Beigong Zhe covered them and carefully rubbed them.
"Oh ~" An Wenxi frowned. When she saw Beigong Zhe's enlarged face, she was shocked and turned her head to avoid his kiss.
Xi 'er, you're awake." Beigong Zhe's face flashed with an unnatural expression.
He was the one who saved her…
An Wenxi closed her eyes again. After a long time, warm liquid flowed into her mouth. When she opened her eyes, she saw Beigong Zhe feeding her a bowl.
"Eat something first."
An Wenxi took the spoon he handed her and swallowed all the porridge. She wanted to thank him, but she couldn't say anything. He saved her, but that didn't mean she didn't hate him!
He quietly watched her finish the entire bowl of porridge and never asked her about what happened that day.
" Xi 'er, I..." He grabbed her hand and kissed her fingertips. An electric current ran through her fingertips and she suddenly pulled her hand away.
As he watched her escape, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
Forget it. He had a lifetime to warm her heart. It was better not to force her now.
"Reporting to the emperor, the Chu army has come again.”
Beigong Zhe glanced at Qing Xuan." I'll go take a look and get her personal maid to serve her."”
"Princess." Huan Liang lifted the curtain excitedly. When she saw An Wenxi, she suddenly exclaimed," Princess, what happened to your face?”
An Wenxi covered the whip marks on her face and smiled faintly.
Princess, is it Beigong Zhe…"
"No, it's not him." An Wenxi interrupted her." He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?”
"No, he just interrogated me, but I never admitted that I was the one who did the croton, so he couldn't do anything to me.”
"Princess, where did you go? Why…"
The familiar handwriting made An Wenxi's heart skip a beat.
Ten days later, at Youshi, he appeared in the Moon Tower.
Brother Sheng had finally come to look for her!
"Huanliang, go find me a mirror.”
An Wenxi looked around the tent and kept all the bronze mirrors. Beigong Zhe probably didn't want her to see his face.
"Princess…"
"It's okay. Go get it."
An Wenxi took a deep breath and opened her eyes. She met the familiar face in the bronze mirror.。# Review: ** Time:091420181: 30PM #Special
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