It seems to be some kind of wild beast, extremely ferocious, without any human emotions flowing through it.
Wu Cuicui's eyes moved downwards, this face...
She jumped up suddenly!
"parking!"
…
"You want to buy this slave?"
The wealthy businessman heard the summons and came forward respectfully. Hearing the nobleman's instructions, he was startled.
"Yes," Wu Cuicui nodded and said, "How much, please give me a price."
The wealthy merchant wanted to offer a high price, but when he took a look at the group of soldiers who followed Wu Cuicui, he seemed to have seen the outcome of the offer for zero yuan.
Therefore, he said very sensibly: "It is a villain's blessing to devote oneself to a noble person. He is just a slave and not worth much. Just take him away!"
Wu Cuicui smiled slightly, but ordered her attendants: "Give him an ingot of gold."
The wealthy merchant left gratefully.
Wu Cuicui turned her head and looked at the dirty young man who looked at her warily.
She stood on the footstool of the carriage, her belt caught in the wind, and said with a smile: "I gave him an ingot of gold because I didn't want to take advantage of him in vain. It doesn't mean that you are only worth an ingot of gold." In my eyes, you are more than a millionaire?"
Then he ordered: "Take him to take a bath, and then let the doctor look at his wounds and find some clean clothes to change into."
The maid answered the order and came closer to call the young man, but she hesitated and didn't know how to address him: "You..."
Wu Cuicui's thoughts moved slightly and she asked him: "What's your name?"
The young man shook his head: "I don't have a name."
Wu Cuicui asked again: "What's your last name?"
The young man paused and then said: "My surname is Li..."
Wu Cuicui followed the trend and said: "In that case, let me give you a name——"
She said the name that resounded all over the world in her previous life: "Just call me Li Qiao, how about that?"
The young man was slightly startled when he heard that. He raised his head to look, but when he saw Wu Cuicui's eyes twinkling like stars, he couldn't help but look away and looked away: "Which bridge is it?"
When Wu Cuicui saw him dodge, the smile on her face deepened: "Shan Qiao's Qiao."
The maid next to her snorted and said, "Li Qiao, why don't you thank the master quickly?"
Li Qiao looked at her deeply and bowed: "Thank you, Master, for the name."
Wu Cuicui smiled and waved her hand: "It's just a small matter, take him down to wash and change clothes."
The maid left together with Li Qiao, still telling him on the way: "There is no more kind-hearted person in the world than my young lady. You can repay her well and do your job well, you know?"
Li Qiao made a low "hmm" sound.
The maid was a little dissatisfied: "What a boring gourd!"
But Li Qiao asked her at this time: "Which family is the lady from? To have such a retinue to escort her, and to have a wealthy businessman bow down, she must not be an ordinary person, right?"
The maid raised her chin and told him: "My young lady is the daughter of the Wu family, the adopted daughter of the imperial concubine, and the crown prince of Wei——"
Li Qiao echoed: "That's really an amazing person!"
He turned his face away, but he was thoughtful.
Are there really such coincidences in the world?
He concealed his name, not wanting others to know it, but she chose the word "夤" for herself...
Li Qiao looked sideways at where Wu Cuicui's car was.
It seems that this noble man has a great secret...
Chapter 118
Wu Cuicui and her party were on the official road, so it was inconvenient to wash up. The maid took Li Qiao to see a doctor who was traveling with them to treat his leg injury.
The cloth strips wrapped in blood-stained black on the legs were untied layer by layer, revealing the hideous wounds that had not yet healed.
The maid only glanced at it and then hurriedly looked away. However, the doctor looked at it a few more times. After washing his hands, he gently fiddled with the injured area and asked with some surprise: "It seems that he has used some before." Herbs?”
Li Qiao nodded, but did not say that he had found the herbal medicine. He only said: "There are people who are traveling with me who know some medical skills."
The doctor didn't think too much. He responded and began to treat his wounds.
In fact, Li Qiao didn't take this little pain seriously - he didn't say a word when he suffered from the pain of his broken leg that day and the whip fell on him with strong wind. At this moment, his face deliberately showed the pain.
The doctor was cleaning his wound. Seeing that his body was shaking uncontrollably and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, he couldn't help but said anxiously: "Don't move, the wound is slightly rotten. Later, I have to use a knife to cut off the rotten flesh. If you move like this, my hand will shake like that..."
When the maid heard this, she also panicked: "What should I do?"
She covered her eyes with her hands and took a small look. She felt that the bloody broken leg seemed to be her own, and the bones started to hurt.
The maid hurriedly turned her head, feeling a little pity for the young man. With this thought, a look of pity could not help but appear on her face.
Li Qiao observed her calmly and realized that the fire was almost done, so he said in a trembling voice: "Sister, if you have some free time, you might as well tell me about your young lady and what she is like. People? How can I travel when the war is in chaos? It might as well distract me and focus on my wounds."
The maid first retorted to him: "What, your lady, she is our lady!"
Then he followed his intention and said: "My lady's background has been mentioned to you before. As for her personality, of course she was born with a heart of a Bodhisattva!"
"Yes," Li Qiao agreed, "If not, how could you save me?"
This guy is quite sensible!
The maid glanced at him with some admiration, and then hesitantly turned the conversation to why her own lady was traveling at this time of year. She told the story of Wu Cuicui and Li Tianrong in the style of Spring and Autumn, which has become a thing of the past. The marriage then quickly turned to the matter of the young lady going to join her father and brother.
Li Qiao had only heard her say that the woman who rescued him was the eldest concubine of the King of Wei, but he did not know that the identity of this eldest concubine was in the past tense.
His thoughts were flowing rapidly, and he quickly asked a question that was very crucial to him: "So, are the accompanying cavalry and soldiers the ones from the Wu family who accompanied the young lady to marry him, or the ones from the Wei Prince's Palace? Sent to escort the lady?"
The maid said without thinking: "No matter how powerful the Wu family is, they are still subordinates after all. How can they hide their armor secretly or even use it to marry their daughter? Of course, the Wei Palace arranged for our lady to be escorted!"
It is no exaggeration to say that Li Qiaodang broke out in a cold sweat even when he was shocked!
The maid over there is still sighing: "Don't think that the young lady has reconciled with the prince, and will never have contact with the Prince of Wei from now on. The princess does love my young lady very much, even for her own daughter, she can only do this. Got it!"
Li Qiao had no intention of listening to the maid anymore.
At this moment, there was only one sentence running in his mind - the person escorting Wu Cuicui was arranged by the Wei Palace, not owned by the Wu family!
If this is the case, doesn't it mean that Wu Cuicui's every move was exposed to the eyes of Prince Wei? !
Then her weird behavior of buying a slave with this ingot, and then giving her a name and openly praising her must have fallen into the sight of Prince Wei's agents!
Wu Cuicui is the daughter of the Wu family. No matter what, she has someone to rely on. Even if the Wei Palace really thinks that she is acting suspiciously, for the sake of the overall situation, they will not do anything to her - otherwise, I am afraid that the Wei Palace will not let her go at all. She left.
But he is different!
He is just a slave. Even if Wu Cuicui rescues him from the slave traders, he is just a slave with a different master. If the Wei Palace wants to, he can be captured and tortured!
It's so shameful that Wu Cuicui was so stupid that she put him on the fire!
If he was strong and healthy, he would be able to escape danger in the blink of an eye, but now that he is injured and has injured his leg, it will be difficult to escape!
Li Qiao was anxious, but his face was calm. He continued to talk a few words from the maid. After the wound was treated and the convoy finally arrived at the post house, he began to observe the surroundings without leaving any trace.
Sure enough, there were fellow servants not far away watching his every move.
The more dangerous the situation became, the more Li Qiao had to calm down. He went to the bathroom to clean his body, changed into another robe, found the maid who had spoken to him before and asked, "Miss, can you rest? Thank you." She was kind enough to save her, so I must go and kowtow to her to say thank you..."
The maid looked him up and down and said "Huh" in surprise.
This boy looked shabby before, but now he is clean and tidy, and he is actually very handsome!
I was muttering in my heart, and said: "Miss, where can you see me just as long as you want? Wait here, I will go and report it first!"
"Li Qiao wants to see me?"
Wu Cuicui was a little surprised, then subconsciously touched her cheek, sat upright and said: "Let him come in!"
Li Qiao seemed to be an upright young man who had received great kindness and was deeply grateful to his savior. After entering the door, he dragged his injured leg and knelt down to Wu Cuicui, kowtowed three times to the ground, and said: " I once learned some riding and shooting from the hunters in the mountains. If Miss Meng doesn’t give up, I will be a retinue by Miss Meng’s side to keep you safe! Even if Li Qiao dies, he will never let the thieves get even half a step closer to you!"
The ninety-five-year-old in her previous life was now kneeling in front of her. When her eyes, which were always full of ice and unruly, looked at her, they could not conceal their admiration and respect.
Wu Cuicui's heart was beating fast, and her waist could not help but feel numb. It took her a long while to regain her composure, stand up, and help him up personally: "Since you have such courage, how can I not help you?" Complete?"
Then he ordered: "From now on, you will be my personal guard!"
Li Qiao lowered his eyes, cupped his fists and saluted: "I am willing to do my best for you, Miss!"
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Before setting off, the fellow soldiers received their mission from Princess Wei and observed carefully along the way to see if there was anything strange about Wu's former concubine.
And that's just outside. The medical girls and nuns who were placed in the team by Princess Wei as a precaution on the road also received this task.
Is there something wrong?
have.
In the past, Wu Shi loved his son to death, so why did he let go of him all of a sudden?
The princess suspected that the Wu family had obtained a biography of the Wu family, so she was eager to make peace. However, she looked coldly along the way, as if after leaving the sphere of influence of the King of Wei, the Wu family had no intention of rushing away?
And the kid who was rescued halfway...
They don't want to believe it if they say it's pure kindness.
There were so many people sold into slavery, why did they save him?
She also said that in her eyes, this young man was worth thousands of dollars, and even gave him a name.
It’s really weird!
In order to prevent others from being alerted and unable to open a gap in Wu's body, everyone turned their attention to the boy named Li Qiao.
As luck would have it, that boy was transferred to Ousmane's personal guard the next day. In the next few days, even though his leg was injured, he insisted on driving in Ousmane's car day and night. On the other hand, while making them unable to do anything, they also quickly opened up the situation among Wu's dowry personnel.
All we can do is say nothing.
