An Qien lowered his eyebrows and nodded slightly: "Mr. Zhao."
She had heard that the Zhao Mansion had an impressive legitimate son. She went to the Zhao Mansion to attend Mrs. Zhao's birthday banquet that day and did not see Zhao Yan. When she saw him today, he was indeed as temperamental and gentle as the rumors.
"The market is busy today. Madam An, do you mind if I go shopping with you?"
An Qi'en's dress today was a bit delicate, with bright eyes as gentle as water, moist red lips, and a small oval face. Zhao Yan felt that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He happened to meet him and couldn't help but want to spend more time with her. Contact contact.
An Qi'en did not refuse for Mrs. Zhao's sake, and smiled slightly: "Mr. Zhao, please."
Zhao Yan was alone without even a servant, and his behavior gave people an approachable feeling.
The two walked side by side, with three maids following behind.
The market was noisy, which made the atmosphere less awkward between the two unfamiliar people. Zhao Yan took the initiative to find a topic and said: "I often hear my grandmother mention you. My grandmother's health has been much better in recent days. Thank you Madam An for the gift." Sichuan Fritillaria."
"Mr. Zhao, you're so polite. It's just a small effort."
While the two were chatting, they saw a lot of people gathered in front of them, as if someone was performing. Zhao Yan suggested: "Would you like to go and see it together?"
An Qien smiled slightly: "Okay."
The two squeezed through the crowd and came to the front, where they saw two folk artists performing acrobatics. The two strong men were naked in the cold weather, their bronze skin was already red from the cold, and they spit out a ball of flame from their mouths. A little girl with a broken arm, a dirty face and hair like a chicken coop.
The little girl looked like she was only seven or eight years old. The flame enveloped her. She was unharmed but her face was numb. The flame disappeared immediately and everyone applauded.
At this time, a plain-looking young woman in coarse clothes held an old basin and said to the onlookers one by one as if begging: "Dear readers, my little girl is weak and sick. She makes a living by doing acrobatics. I hope I can give her some reward."
During this Chinese New Year, most people are very generous. Some people pay a penny, and some people give it to everyone. After a while, there will be a layer of silver in the pot.
When the woman walked up to Zhao Yan with a basin, Zhao Yan generously gave her ten taels of silver. The woman bowed with joy and gratitude: "Thank you, Master. A good man will be rewarded. He will definitely be promoted and make a fortune."
Zhao Yan pursed his lips and smiled, thinking that this righteous act would definitely gain favor in front of An Qien!
Don’t women all like kind and caring people? He felt smug in his heart.
The woman walked up to An Qien with a basin, and An Qien took out a tael of silver from his sleeve and put it into the basin.
The woman saw that she was fair-skinned and beautiful, and she looked like she belonged to a wealthy family. However, she only gave her a tael of silver, and the woman didn't even say thank you and moved on to the next one!
Qingbi angrily wanted to say "female", but An Qi'en winked at her to shut up. Only then did she accidentally realize that the little girl looked familiar.
Where did she seem to have seen her? The girl looked sick and looked unhappy. An Qi'en tried hard to recall the little girl. After a while, the image of going to Beijing came to her mind. This girl was a refugee!
When she built a porridge shack to help refugees, a couple was seriously injured on the way to escape. She even gave the couple a prescription for medicine. She vaguely remembered the little girl's parents calling her: "Mao Ya!"
The two people performing acrobatics were obviously not Mao Ya's relatives. When she met Mao Ya in Beijing, the child had sound limbs. Why was his arms missing now?
She subconsciously shouted with doubts: "Mao Ya?"
Sure enough, after the girl heard the name, she turned to look at her and her eyes, which were originally stagnant, became bright.
An Qi'en is sure that this child is Mao Ya!
The two acrobatic men looked at An Qi'en warily. An Qi'en had already guessed that Mao Ya might be controlled by these two people!
When she was a child, she heard about some acrobatic gangs who abducted children, broke their arms and legs or maimed them to beg or perform acrobatics to make money!
She waved to Mao Ya: "Come here!"
Mao Ya recognized her, her eyes were full of hope but she was wary of the person who controlled her now. She was so frightened that her eyes were full of tears and she didn't know what to do.
Zhao Yan was confused: "Ms. An knows that girl?"
"Well, I met her and her parents when I went to Beijing. She is a refugee and somehow ended up in the hands of these people."
Zhao Yan knew what was going on immediately. Seeing the girl wanting to come over but not daring to come, he immediately walked to the middle and wanted to take Mao Ya away.
When the two acrobats saw someone making trouble, they immediately stopped their performance and glared at Zhao Yan angrily.
"what are you doing!"
An Qi'en also walked forward and said calmly: "You know where this child came from. I know this child and her parents. The child was fine before, but now she has lost her arms. You have to go to the official for this matter." !”
Qingbi and Bailu quickly took Mao Ya aside. At this time, the cashier woman scolded them fiercely: "What are you doing! This is my daughter. You look like dogs. Why can't you get along with us lower-class people? Who are you?" If you dare to take my daughter away, I will fight her to the death!"
As she said that, the woman was about to drag Mao Ya away. Qingbi and Bai Lu were protecting her, but the woman couldn't pull Mao Ya away at all.
The two strong men warned An Qi'en and Zhao Yan as if they were about to eat people: "Get out of here quickly, or you will be left without food!"
Zhao Yan was not one to be frightened. He looked at the two men with fierce expressions without fear, as if to tell them that if you have the guts, just come over.
The two strong men immediately punched Zhao Yan with their fists. Zhao Yan was worried that Mrs. An would be injured, so he quickly pulled her behind him to protect her. He calmly fought with the two strong men, who were no match for him at all. , Zhao Yan knocked the two of them to the ground in a few seconds.
Unexpectedly, they had more accomplices, and several men rushed out from the crowd and stabbed them with long sharp swords.
Minghua quickly rushed over to protect An Qi'en. She was beaten one to three, and Zhao Yan was one to four. The whole scene was in chaos, with screams and people running away.
Seeing that they couldn't beat him, the group took out the Miyu San Kuang San. An Qi'en accidentally saw this move in the chaos. She had a keen sense of smell and immediately reminded loudly: "Hurry, cover your nose!"
But Zhao Yan and Minghua heard it too late, and they fell down one after another. An Qi'en covered his mouth and nose tightly. Seeing the two fallen people, An Qi'en panicked, and the group showed a triumphant smile.
At this critical moment, several silver needles suddenly flashed past like meteors, and in the next second, one man after another fell down.
Lu Bochu seemed to fall from the sky directly in front of An Qi'en, and An Qi'en's heart dropped to his throat slowly.
She looked at Lu Bochu with a confused look on her face. He always seemed to show up on time...
