Chapter 11
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Early autumn season, under a autumn rain, the wind will show a cool.
Cheng Chiba lives in a luxury car and lifts the curtain to look at the streets on both sides.
This city, which has just been baptized by the fire of war, is full of a kind of dilapidation and depression.
The refugees, who were not covered in clothes and looked pale, walked in twos and threes on the muddy road.
From time to time, a crouching object could be seen under the broken walls.
Cheng Chiba did not dare to identify it carefully, because it might be a dead body.
"It's really depressing. Our state of Jin is much better than here." Cheng Qianye led the way from Shanxi and experienced the huge gap between the people's livelihood of the two places.
"That's because Dajin has you." Xiao Xiu leaned over and looked out of the window. "Bianzhou has been in the chaos of war in recent years, and it has been in the hands of different forces. Every group of people just want to search and go, and who else will take care of the lives of the common people."
Perhaps as a science student, Cheng Chiba only learned the surface of history and politics in middle school.
In her subconscious, the monarch under the feudal monarchy is a symbol of exploitation and dictatorship.
They stand on the opposite side of the masses, and they should be hated by the people.
It was here that she found out.
In this era, it is the people's real expectation to have a fixed monarch and a stable country.
All the demands for equality and human rights are based on food and clothing and social prosperity.
"In this way, I may be a lord expected by the people here." Cheng Chiba touches his chin.
"Of course, Lord, you are a kind and kind monarch, and a blessing for the people of Jin. Xiuer would have starved to death if she hadn't met her Lord. " Said Xiao Xiu shyly.
Cheng Qianye nodded, but she didn't pay attention to Xiao Xiu's words.
Because in front of the road, there is a market for people to buy and sell.
It's a human trafficking market. In fact, only a few slave traders are buying slaves.
A group of desperate civilians, selling themselves or their children, stood there with straw signs for the slavers to pick and choose.
If they do, the slavers sign a contract with the seller or their parents and trade them with a small bag of grain.
He took it to a charcoal burning brazier, picked up a red hot iron, put a special mark on the man's body, and chained all the new slaves.
From time to time, there was a short scream, accompanied by the sound of burning skin and flesh with iron.
The crowd is numb and indifferent, as if this is just a matter of course, used to.
Cheng Chiba smelled a pungent smell in the air. She looked at the white smoke coming out from time to time. With a cry, she felt frightened.
She suddenly looked back at mohashi, who was lying prone on the car.
Mo Qiao Sheng is secretly looking at her, and is caught by this fierce turn. He can't avoid it. He quickly dodges his eyes, blushes and whispers: "the master hasn't given me a seal yet."
Because of his injury, he couldn't dress. He only covered his waist with a thin brocade quilt, revealing his back skin.
The two shapeless scapulas were overlaid with conspicuous marks. The old marks were removed and new marks were attached to them at will.
Give you a ghost seal, you look forward to it.
Cheng Qianye almost to curse, forbearance: "from now on, call myself, no more call messy things."
Mo Qiao Sheng lowered his eyelashes and pursed his mouth.
Cheng Chiba continued to look out of the window.
A ragged woman was sitting in front of her four children, two of whom had a straw on their heads.
She couldn't help telling her to stop the carriage.
The mother is going to sell her children as slaves.
Cheng Chiba can't imagine, as a mother, how can she let her child bear the kind of experience that Xiaomo once suffered.
The mother was haggard and dull, like a living corpse.
It's true that Cheng Qianye hasn't seen poor people, but no matter how much she imagined, she didn't see these children with her own eyes in that rich and stable world.
Those children, with their limbs as thin as chopsticks, deep sunken eyes and hair as yellow as straw, can't bear to look directly at them.
Xiao Xiu leaned over her head from the window and looked at her: "it's better to sell than to starve. Like my dead father, he led me to a place I didn't know well in my life. He coaxed me to wait for him and ran away by myself. "
He seems to tell a story that has nothing to do with himself, "not only wasted a bag of food that can be exchanged for home, but also made me nearly starve to death in the street. It's stupid."
Cheng Qianye felt that he really needed to change his way of thinking.She knows that Xiao Xiu's idea is correct. When people's survival is still difficult, the problem of food and clothing is more important than the natural principle, human relations and all emotional needs.
A slave dealer came up to the mother, grabbed the younger girl, looked up and down, and opened his mouth to look at her teeth.
Dissatisfied, he shook his head and let go: "he looks ok, but he's too thin and small. Maybe he can't make it with a seal."
"The half empty bag is enough," the mother replied forcefully
Satisfied, the slaver reached for the girl.
The bony girl screamed and tried to hide behind her sister.
Her sister hugged her tightly, knelt down and kowtowed, "the master bought me together. I'm not as beautiful as my sister, but I'm strong and can work."
The slave trader pulled and scolded: "I'm going to the kiln to supply goods while I die. What do you want to buy such money losing goods for?"
Cheng Chiba couldn't see it any more. He knocked on the window with his finger and stopped the business.
She gave Xiao Xiu a wink.
Xiao Xiu jumped out of the car, threw a small ingot of silver and raised her chin. "It's good to follow me. My Lord has a crush on you."
The slaver saw that they had a large entourage.
I know it's a noble person. Dare not argue, bow to leave.
The younger sister tightly grabbed her sister's clothes and burst into tears, but her sister wiped away her tears and pushed her out, "go quickly, it's a noble man. You can have food, but you're not hungry."
Cheng Qianye holds his forehead and makes a gesture to Xiao Xiu to take away.
Two ragged little girls get into the car. The beautiful and clean carriage makes them at a loss. They huddle together and kneel in the corner timidly, looking at Cheng Chiba with two pairs of eyes that are very big because of hunger.
The original spacious carriage was a little cramped when two more people were added.
Mo Qiao Sheng supported himself and moved. Make room for them.
Xiao Xiu wrinkled his nose. He felt that there was a bad smell in the whole carriage.
But he never disobeyed Cheng Chiba's words, so he didn't say much. He just added a lot of spices to the censer.
Cheng Chiba put down the curtain, closed his eyes and isolated the world full of pain outside.
So many children and so many sympathetic people, I can save a few.
Although, my Lord is just a mascot. But before I find a way to go back, I'll do my duty a little bit.
Cheng Chiba especially miss his safe and warm times, his twin brother who really grew up together, and his family and friends.
The legendary Luna spring is just a small crescent shaped spring.
Four seasons constant temperature spring with a little light yellow, water transpiration curl of white smoke.
The original owner of the villa obviously knew how to enjoy it. He built large pieces of white marble along the spring, built railings for handrails and steps for sitting bath. In addition, there was no trace of artificial chiseling.
The hot spring is surrounded by large maple trees. At the moment, the sky is full of red leaves, and scattered small leaves flutter and fall into the water. It looks like a fantasy, it's true, it's like a fairyland.
Cheng Qianye is indulging in enjoying the beautiful scenery when he suddenly hears Xiao Xiu scolding in a low voice: "go down quickly. What are you doing like this? It's not good or bad. "
Cheng Chiba looks over and sees Xiao Xiu and two attendants carrying moqiao Sheng into the spring. Moqiao Sheng's well-defined hand grabs the railing and refuses to enter the water. His body is covered with a strong black color representing fear.
When he saw Cheng Chiba looking over, the conspicuous Gold Rim on his body lit up and forced the black down.
Then he gave up the struggle and sank into the water.
Cheng Chiba feels a little strange. She goes to the spring, squats down and looks at Mo Qiao Sheng in the water.
"Are you afraid of water?"
"No I'm not afraid. " Although he was immersed in the warm spring water, he was pale and stiff, holding the handrail of the bank tightly.
Cheng Chiba waved back the rest of the people.
I watched moqiao Sheng in the water for a while with great interest.
I saw him tightly pursed his mouth, kept a rigid posture, motionless, obviously forced to endure fear.
Cheng Chiba squatted there, reached out and touched his head gently.
"Xiao Mo, since I became the Lord, many people have said all kinds of nice, flattering and caring words to me every day. But I know they're all lying to me. "
She slowly took off a maple leaf from moqiao's head and saw the wet face. She lifted it from the mist and looked at herself.
"I hope you don't cheat me, OK?"
"I..." A low and pleasant male voice sounded from the white smoke."When I was young, I was sold to chuhuai house, which was a brothel. As soon as I went in, the host would train me to please men. " Mo Qiao Sheng lowered his head, soft and smooth black hair fell down, covering his eyebrows and eyes.
"At that time, I was too young and stubborn to obey my master's instructions. The master punished me and pushed me into the water tank. When I was dying, he brought me up. It goes on for days. At that time, a red swineherd saw it, interceded for me, and placed me next to him as a servant. Only then did he stop that kind of punishment. "
"It's been a long time, but I I'm still a little afraid of water. "
"I, although I have been in the swineherd, I really can't do that at all."
Mr. moqiao thought uneasily: I bit Mr. Han's hand and disobeyed the former master. They all know. Would he hate me as a rebellious slave.
Then he felt his eyes covered with a black strip of cloth.
There was a sound of someone entering the water.
A soft hand gently grasps his other hand.
"Don't be afraid. I'll stay with you for a while. I'll look at you and I won't let you fall into the water. "
He heard his master's voice in his ear.
"You can't take off the cloth."
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Early autumn season, under a autumn rain, the wind will show a cool.
Cheng Chiba lives in a luxury car and lifts the curtain to look at the streets on both sides.
This city, which has just been baptized by the fire of war, is full of a kind of dilapidation and depression.
The refugees, who were not covered in clothes and looked pale, walked in twos and threes on the muddy road.
From time to time, a crouching object could be seen under the broken walls.
Cheng Chiba did not dare to identify it carefully, because it might be a dead body.
"It's really depressing. Our state of Jin is much better than here." Cheng Qianye led the way from Shanxi and experienced the huge gap between the people's livelihood of the two places.
"That's because Dajin has you." Xiao Xiu leaned over and looked out of the window. "Bianzhou has been in the chaos of war in recent years, and it has been in the hands of different forces. Every group of people just want to search and go, and who else will take care of the lives of the common people."
Perhaps as a science student, Cheng Chiba only learned the surface of history and politics in middle school.
In her subconscious, the monarch under the feudal monarchy is a symbol of exploitation and dictatorship.
They stand on the opposite side of the masses, and they should be hated by the people.
It was here that she found out.
In this era, it is the people's real expectation to have a fixed monarch and a stable country.
All the demands for equality and human rights are based on food and clothing and social prosperity.
"In this way, I may be a lord expected by the people here." Cheng Chiba touches his chin.
"Of course, Lord, you are a kind and kind monarch, and a blessing for the people of Jin. Xiuer would have starved to death if she hadn't met her Lord. " Said Xiao Xiu shyly.
Cheng Qianye nodded, but she didn't pay attention to Xiao Xiu's words.
Because in front of the road, there is a market for people to buy and sell.
It's a human trafficking market. In fact, only a few slave traders are buying slaves.
A group of desperate civilians, selling themselves or their children, stood there with straw signs for the slavers to pick and choose.
If they do, the slavers sign a contract with the seller or their parents and trade them with a small bag of grain.
He took it to a charcoal burning brazier, picked up a red hot iron, put a special mark on the man's body, and chained all the new slaves.
From time to time, there was a short scream, accompanied by the sound of burning skin and flesh with iron.
The crowd is numb and indifferent, as if this is just a matter of course, used to.
Cheng Chiba smelled a pungent smell in the air. She looked at the white smoke coming out from time to time. With a cry, she felt frightened.
She suddenly looked back at mohashi, who was lying prone on the car.
Mo Qiao Sheng is secretly looking at her, and is caught by this fierce turn. He can't avoid it. He quickly dodges his eyes, blushes and whispers: "the master hasn't given me a seal yet."
Because of his injury, he couldn't dress. He only covered his waist with a thin brocade quilt, revealing his back skin.
The two shapeless scapulas were overlaid with conspicuous marks. The old marks were removed and new marks were attached to them at will.
Give you a ghost seal, you look forward to it.
Cheng Qianye almost to curse, forbearance: "from now on, call myself, no more call messy things."
Mo Qiao Sheng lowered his eyelashes and pursed his mouth.
Cheng Chiba continued to look out of the window.
A ragged woman was sitting in front of her four children, two of whom had a straw on their heads.
She couldn't help telling her to stop the carriage.
The mother is going to sell her children as slaves.
Cheng Chiba can't imagine, as a mother, how can she let her child bear the kind of experience that Xiaomo once suffered.
The mother was haggard and dull, like a living corpse.
It's true that Cheng Qianye hasn't seen poor people, but no matter how much she imagined, she didn't see these children with her own eyes in that rich and stable world.
Those children, with their limbs as thin as chopsticks, deep sunken eyes and hair as yellow as straw, can't bear to look directly at them.
Xiao Xiu leaned over her head from the window and looked at her: "it's better to sell than to starve. Like my dead father, he led me to a place I didn't know well in my life. He coaxed me to wait for him and ran away by myself. "
He seems to tell a story that has nothing to do with himself, "not only wasted a bag of food that can be exchanged for home, but also made me nearly starve to death in the street. It's stupid."
Cheng Qianye felt that he really needed to change his way of thinking.She knows that Xiao Xiu's idea is correct. When people's survival is still difficult, the problem of food and clothing is more important than the natural principle, human relations and all emotional needs.
A slave dealer came up to the mother, grabbed the younger girl, looked up and down, and opened his mouth to look at her teeth.
Dissatisfied, he shook his head and let go: "he looks ok, but he's too thin and small. Maybe he can't make it with a seal."
"The half empty bag is enough," the mother replied forcefully
Satisfied, the slaver reached for the girl.
The bony girl screamed and tried to hide behind her sister.
Her sister hugged her tightly, knelt down and kowtowed, "the master bought me together. I'm not as beautiful as my sister, but I'm strong and can work."
The slave trader pulled and scolded: "I'm going to the kiln to supply goods while I die. What do you want to buy such money losing goods for?"
Cheng Chiba couldn't see it any more. He knocked on the window with his finger and stopped the business.
She gave Xiao Xiu a wink.
Xiao Xiu jumped out of the car, threw a small ingot of silver and raised her chin. "It's good to follow me. My Lord has a crush on you."
The slaver saw that they had a large entourage.
I know it's a noble person. Dare not argue, bow to leave.
The younger sister tightly grabbed her sister's clothes and burst into tears, but her sister wiped away her tears and pushed her out, "go quickly, it's a noble man. You can have food, but you're not hungry."
Cheng Qianye holds his forehead and makes a gesture to Xiao Xiu to take away.
Two ragged little girls get into the car. The beautiful and clean carriage makes them at a loss. They huddle together and kneel in the corner timidly, looking at Cheng Chiba with two pairs of eyes that are very big because of hunger.
The original spacious carriage was a little cramped when two more people were added.
Mo Qiao Sheng supported himself and moved. Make room for them.
Xiao Xiu wrinkled his nose. He felt that there was a bad smell in the whole carriage.
But he never disobeyed Cheng Chiba's words, so he didn't say much. He just added a lot of spices to the censer.
Cheng Chiba put down the curtain, closed his eyes and isolated the world full of pain outside.
So many children and so many sympathetic people, I can save a few.
Although, my Lord is just a mascot. But before I find a way to go back, I'll do my duty a little bit.
Cheng Chiba especially miss his safe and warm times, his twin brother who really grew up together, and his family and friends.
The legendary Luna spring is just a small crescent shaped spring.
Four seasons constant temperature spring with a little light yellow, water transpiration curl of white smoke.
The original owner of the villa obviously knew how to enjoy it. He built large pieces of white marble along the spring, built railings for handrails and steps for sitting bath. In addition, there was no trace of artificial chiseling.
The hot spring is surrounded by large maple trees. At the moment, the sky is full of red leaves, and scattered small leaves flutter and fall into the water. It looks like a fantasy, it's true, it's like a fairyland.
Cheng Qianye is indulging in enjoying the beautiful scenery when he suddenly hears Xiao Xiu scolding in a low voice: "go down quickly. What are you doing like this? It's not good or bad. "
Cheng Chiba looks over and sees Xiao Xiu and two attendants carrying moqiao Sheng into the spring. Moqiao Sheng's well-defined hand grabs the railing and refuses to enter the water. His body is covered with a strong black color representing fear.
When he saw Cheng Chiba looking over, the conspicuous Gold Rim on his body lit up and forced the black down.
Then he gave up the struggle and sank into the water.
Cheng Chiba feels a little strange. She goes to the spring, squats down and looks at Mo Qiao Sheng in the water.
"Are you afraid of water?"
"No I'm not afraid. " Although he was immersed in the warm spring water, he was pale and stiff, holding the handrail of the bank tightly.
Cheng Chiba waved back the rest of the people.
I watched moqiao Sheng in the water for a while with great interest.
I saw him tightly pursed his mouth, kept a rigid posture, motionless, obviously forced to endure fear.
Cheng Chiba squatted there, reached out and touched his head gently.
"Xiao Mo, since I became the Lord, many people have said all kinds of nice, flattering and caring words to me every day. But I know they're all lying to me. "
She slowly took off a maple leaf from moqiao's head and saw the wet face. She lifted it from the mist and looked at herself.
"I hope you don't cheat me, OK?"
"I..." A low and pleasant male voice sounded from the white smoke."When I was young, I was sold to chuhuai house, which was a brothel. As soon as I went in, the host would train me to please men. " Mo Qiao Sheng lowered his head, soft and smooth black hair fell down, covering his eyebrows and eyes.
"At that time, I was too young and stubborn to obey my master's instructions. The master punished me and pushed me into the water tank. When I was dying, he brought me up. It goes on for days. At that time, a red swineherd saw it, interceded for me, and placed me next to him as a servant. Only then did he stop that kind of punishment. "
"It's been a long time, but I I'm still a little afraid of water. "
"I, although I have been in the swineherd, I really can't do that at all."
Mr. moqiao thought uneasily: I bit Mr. Han's hand and disobeyed the former master. They all know. Would he hate me as a rebellious slave.
Then he felt his eyes covered with a black strip of cloth.
There was a sound of someone entering the water.
A soft hand gently grasps his other hand.
"Don't be afraid. I'll stay with you for a while. I'll look at you and I won't let you fall into the water. "
He heard his master's voice in his ear.
"You can't take off the cloth."
Early autumn season, under a autumn rain, the wind will show a cool. Cheng Chiba lives in a luxury car and lifts the curtain to look at the streets on both sides. This city, which has just been baptized by the fire of war, is full of a kind of dilapidation and depression. The refugees, who were not covered in clothes and looked pale, walked in twos and threes on the muddy road. From time to time, a crouching object could be seen under the broken walls. Cheng Chiba did not dare to identify it carefully, because it might be a dead body. "It's really depressing. Our state of Jin is much better than here." Cheng Qianye led the way from Shanxi and experienced the huge gap between the people's livelihood of the two places. "That's because Dajin has you." Xiao Xiu leaned over and looked out of the window. "Bianzhou has been in the chaos of war in recent years, and it has been in the hands of different forces. Every group of people just want to search and go, and who else will take care of the lives of the common people." Perhaps as a science student, Cheng Chiba only learned the surface of history and politics in middle school. In her subconscious, the monarch under the feudal monarchy is a symbol of exploitation and dictatorship. They stand on the opposite side of the masses, and they should be hated by the people. It was here that she found out. In this era, it is the people's real expectation to have a fixed monarch and a stable country. All the demands for equality and human rights are based on food and clothing and social prosperity. "In this way, I may be a lord expected by the people here." Cheng Chiba touches his chin. "Of course, Lord, you are a kind and kind monarch, and a blessing for the people of Jin. Xiuer would have starved to death if she hadn't met her Lord. " Said Xiao Xiu shyly. Cheng Qianye nodded, but she didn't pay attention to Xiao Xiu's words. Because in front of the road, there is a market for people to buy and sell. It's a human trafficking market. In fact, only a few slave traders are buying slaves. A group of desperate civilians, selling themselves or their children, stood there with straw signs for the slavers to pick and choose. If they do, the slavers sign a contract with the seller or their parents and trade them with a small bag of grain. He took it to a charcoal burning brazier, picked up a red hot iron, put a special mark on the man's body, and chained all the new slaves. From time to time, there was a short scream, accompanied by the sound of burning skin and flesh with iron. The crowd is numb and indifferent, as if this is just a matter of course, used to. Cheng Chiba smelled a pungent smell in the air. She looked at the white smoke coming out from time to time. With a cry, she felt frightened. She suddenly looked back at mohashi, who was lying prone on the car. Mo Qiao Sheng is secretly looking at her, and is caught by this fierce turn. He can't avoid it. He quickly dodges his eyes, blushes and whispers: "the master hasn't given me a seal yet." Because of his injury, he couldn't dress. He only covered his waist with a thin brocade quilt, revealing his back skin. The two shapeless scapulas were overlaid with conspicuous marks. The old marks were removed and new marks were attached to them at will. Give you a ghost seal, you look forward to it. Cheng Qianye almost to curse, forbearance: "from now on, call myself, no more call messy things." Mo Qiao Sheng lowered his eyelashes and pursed his mouth. Cheng Chiba continued to look out of the window. A ragged woman was sitting in front of her four children, two of whom had a straw on their heads. She couldn't help telling her to stop the carriage. The mother is going to sell her children as slaves. Cheng Chiba can't imagine, as a mother, how can she let her child bear the kind of experience that Xiaomo once suffered. The mother was haggard and dull, like a living corpse. It's true that Cheng Qianye hasn't seen poor people, but no matter how much she imagined, she didn't see these children with her own eyes in that rich and stable world. Those children, with their limbs as thin as chopsticks, deep sunken eyes and hair as yellow as straw, can't bear to look directly at them. Xiao Xiu leaned over her head from the window and looked at her: "it's better to sell than to starve. Like my dead father, he led me to a place I didn't know well in my life. He coaxed me to wait for him and ran away by myself. " He seems to tell a story that has nothing to do with himself, "not only wasted a bag of food that can be exchanged for home, but also made me nearly starve to death in the street. It's stupid." Cheng Qianye felt that he really needed to change his way of thinking.She knows that Xiao Xiu's idea is correct. When people's survival is still difficult, the problem of food and clothing is more important than the natural principle, human relations and all emotional needs. A slave dealer came up to the mother, grabbed the younger girl, looked up and down, and opened his mouth to look at her teeth. Dissatisfied, he shook his head and let go: "he looks ok, but he's too thin and small. Maybe he can't make it with a seal." "The half empty bag is enough," the mother replied forcefully Satisfied, the slaver reached for the girl. The bony girl screamed and tried to hide behind her sister. Her sister hugged her tightly, knelt down and kowtowed, "the master bought me together. I'm not as beautiful as my sister, but I'm strong and can work." The slave trader pulled and scolded: "I'm going to the kiln to supply goods while I die. What do you want to buy such money losing goods for?" Cheng Chiba couldn't see it any more. He knocked on the window with his finger and stopped the business. She gave Xiao Xiu a wink. Xiao Xiu jumped out of the car, threw a small ingot of silver and raised her chin. "It's good to follow me. My Lord has a crush on you." The slaver saw that they had a large entourage. I know it's a noble person. Dare not argue, bow to leave. The younger sister tightly grabbed her sister's clothes and burst into tears, but her sister wiped away her tears and pushed her out, "go quickly, it's a noble man. You can have food, but you're not hungry." Cheng Qianye holds his forehead and makes a gesture to Xiao Xiu to take away. Two ragged little girls get into the car. The beautiful and clean carriage makes them at a loss. They huddle together and kneel in the corner timidly, looking at Cheng Chiba with two pairs of eyes that are very big because of hunger. The original spacious carriage was a little cramped when two more people were added. Mo Qiao Sheng supported himself and moved. Make room for them. Xiao Xiu wrinkled his nose. He felt that there was a bad smell in the whole carriage. But he never disobeyed Cheng Chiba's words, so he didn't say much. He just added a lot of spices to the censer. Cheng Chiba put down the curtain, closed his eyes and isolated the world full of pain outside. So many children and so many sympathetic people, I can save a few. Although, my Lord is just a mascot. But before I find a way to go back, I'll do my duty a little bit. Cheng Chiba especially miss his safe and warm times, his twin brother who really grew up together, and his family and friends. The legendary Luna spring is just a small crescent shaped spring. Four seasons constant temperature spring with a little light yellow, water transpiration curl of white smoke. The original owner of the villa obviously knew how to enjoy it. He built large pieces of white marble along the spring, built railings for handrails and steps for sitting bath. In addition, there was no trace of artificial chiseling. The hot spring is surrounded by large maple trees. At the moment, the sky is full of red leaves, and scattered small leaves flutter and fall into the water. It looks like a fantasy, it's true, it's like a fairyland. Cheng Qianye is indulging in enjoying the beautiful scenery when he suddenly hears Xiao Xiu scolding in a low voice: "go down quickly. What are you doing like this? It's not good or bad. " Cheng Chiba looks over and sees Xiao Xiu and two attendants carrying moqiao Sheng into the spring. Moqiao Sheng's well-defined hand grabs the railing and refuses to enter the water. His body is covered with a strong black color representing fear. When he saw Cheng Chiba looking over, the conspicuous Gold Rim on his body lit up and forced the black down. Then he gave up the struggle and sank into the water. Cheng Chiba feels a little strange. She goes to the spring, squats down and looks at Mo Qiao Sheng in the water. "Are you afraid of water?" "No I'm not afraid. " Although he was immersed in the warm spring water, he was pale and stiff, holding the handrail of the bank tightly. Cheng Chiba waved back the rest of the people. I watched moqiao Sheng in the water for a while with great interest. I saw him tightly pursed his mouth, kept a rigid posture, motionless, obviously forced to endure fear. Cheng Chiba squatted there, reached out and touched his head gently. "Xiao Mo, since I became the Lord, many people have said all kinds of nice, flattering and caring words to me every day. But I know they're all lying to me. " She slowly took off a maple leaf from moqiao's head and saw the wet face. She lifted it from the mist and looked at herself. "I hope you don't cheat me, OK?" "I..." A low and pleasant male voice sounded from the white smoke."When I was young, I was sold to chuhuai house, which was a brothel. As soon as I went in, the host would train me to please men. " Mo Qiao Sheng lowered his head, soft and smooth black hair fell down, covering his eyebrows and eyes. "At that time, I was too young and stubborn to obey my master's instructions. The master punished me and pushed me into the water tank. When I was dying, he brought me up. It goes on for days. At that time, a red swineherd saw it, interceded for me, and placed me next to him as a servant. Only then did he stop that kind of punishment. " "It's been a long time, but I I'm still a little afraid of water. " "I, although I have been in the swineherd, I really can't do that at all." Mr. moqiao thought uneasily: I bit Mr. Han's hand and disobeyed the former master. They all know. Would he hate me as a rebellious slave. Then he felt his eyes covered with a black strip of cloth. There was a sound of someone entering the water. A soft hand gently grasps his other hand. "Don't be afraid. I'll stay with you for a while. I'll look at you and I won't let you fall into the water. " He heard his master's voice in his ear. "You can't take off the cloth."
