After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

When King Qi heard about this, he became even more furious, and fell ill for several days.

Helpless, the matter has come to this point, and it is difficult to turn around, so he said to the outside world that he had tried his best to wipe out the rebels, and sent people out to find the whereabouts of His Majesty.

However, they didn't expect to bring Yan Yunxiao back alive.

Even if they found it, they would definitely kill him and transport his body back to the imperial capital.

This is also the most legitimate way for King Qi to sit on the throne of God at this juncture.

All this seems to have calmed down, but dangerous murderous intentions lurk everywhere outside the imperial capital.
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Due to the heavy rain that day, the mountains outside Jingzhou City were washed away, causing a moderate mudslide.

Although it did not harm the nearby village households, it also destroyed a lot of fields.

Especially in the mountains that night, many of the chasing enemy troops were in distress, even people with dead bodies rushed into the fields, and reported to the officials after being found.

In the past few days, the roads in the mountains have been closed to prevent walking, and many officers and soldiers have been sent to clean up and search.

The sun was setting and the sky was dark.

Two rough men, dressed in sackcloth, were cursing and rushing along this remote path. An old horse behind them was struggling to pull a truck.

The reason why it is called a "truck" is because although it looks somewhat similar to a sedan chair, it looks like a dark box. It doesn't look like a passenger, but it looks like it is used to consign something that is protected from light.

At this point, the slightly fatter man stopped, cursed and opened the cargo box.

"Come out, come out for me the fucking way, and relieve me, don't dirty my car."

"Hey, this smells like urine, who the hell peed in my car?"

"And what's the matter with you? Are you deaf?"

The scolding was overwhelming, obviously he was very impatient with his journey.

The cargo box was opened with a small door, and three thin and messy people climbed out side by side. They all bowed their heads and tied black lacquered chains on their hands and feet.

The last one to come out, the one that the fat man said "pissed on his car", was dragged out by his hand, and then fell to the ground.

After the sound of the iron chain rang continuously for a series, there was no sound at all.

Because that person was also lying motionless on the ground.

The big fat man couldn't help frowning, stepped forward and kicked her, "Get up, don't pretend to be dead with me."

But still the same, what responded to him was dead silence.

The fat man immediately became angry, kicked the dead man on the ground, and yelled, "Damn it, I was deceived again, this profiteer, Old Hei, sold us half-dead goods! It's hard to do this!" One vote, and the fuck is going to lose again?"

The three people beside him curled up together in thin stature, looking at the accomplice who died on the ground, trembling and not daring to make a sound.

After cursing, I heard another exclamation from over there.

"Fatty! Fatty! Come here, see what that is?"

Mazi, who was traveling with him, was squatting by the stream to wash his face, and saw something lying on the reef in the water in a daze after washing.

Calling the person over, he pointed at it, and the fat man also let out a surprise.

"Why does it look like a person? Anyway, it can't be a ghost, right?"

The sky was already dark and the mountain wind was cold here. It was the first time for the two of them to do this kind of thing. They were still a little nervous, so they looked at each other immediately.

Fatty had a loud voice, but he was not as courageous as Mazi. In the end, Mazi beckoned, and the two of them walked towards the reef together, dragging the half-body lying on it back to the shore.

The hem of this person's clothes were torn and sparse, and they were also wrinkled by the blisters. The blood and mud on his face had not been washed away by the water, so he couldn't see his true face clearly, only his figure was obviously a woman.

There was a hideous incision in the palm of her left hand, which was no longer bleeding at the moment, and the blood was covered with scabs, and the blood became pitch black.

Mazi muttered, "Dead or alive?"

He stretched out his hand and patted her face, and saw the eyelashes move. Although he didn't open his eyes, he could be sure that this person was not dead.

The fat man hastily analyzed, "There is still a knife scar on his hand. Could it be that the whole family met robbers on this mountain road? Or did the enemy come to the door?"

How exactly, the two have been unknown.

At this time, the fat man glanced at the dead "goods" on the ground, and had an idea.

He took the chain off the dead man's hands and feet, and put it on the man's hand.

Mazi glanced at him, and he said, "I don't want to do this job anymore. I worry about it every day. Haven't you noticed that there are more and more officers and soldiers on the street recently? Maybe we will fall into it."

"That profiteer, Old Hei, none of the four goods he transferred to us was good. Look, isn't one of them dead?"

"If things go on like this, how can the two of us make any money? Before this bitch is dead, let's quickly sell these things to get back the money!"

With a click, the iron chain was locked.

Mazi thought about it, and it seemed to be the case. He sniffed the man on the ground again to make sure there was a faint breath.

I searched my body roughly, but I didn't find any hairpins, rings and jewelry on my body, so I didn't care about it, let the fat man do it.

After simply distributing a few rotten pancakes to everyone, the fat man stuffed the four of them back into the cargo box, threw the dead "goods" on the ground into the stream and floated away, and started on the road as if nothing had happened.

The cramped and smelly feeling instantly enveloped Su Jiu'er, causing her to cough with difficulty breathing.

She has been conscious since she was dragged to the shore by Mazi, but her body is so overdrawn that she can't even open her eyes.

The nerves were slightly tingling, but Su Jiuer could still recall that night, she fell all the way from the cliff, but fortunately there was a protruding slope on the half of her waist, which cushioned her fall.

She pinched her two acupoints to stop the bleeding before she lost consciousness.

It seemed that there was a heavy rain that night, which woke her up from a coma, and then she seemed to be washed down by the rain and cement water.

No specific impression.

But now, lying in the swaying cargo box, Su Jiu'er didn't know whether she was lucky or ill-fated.

It took her a long time to open her eyes. In the dark box, there were only a few small holes for air leakage under her body for them to breathe.

In the corner, a few figures could be vaguely seen grouped together, their figures were a bit thinner than Su Jiu'er.

Su Jiu'er recalled the conversation between the two, and couldn't help thinking.

Profiteers, goods, do the last vote.

Such a word, like a businessman.

But they behaved strangely and were afraid of the officers and soldiers on the street, but they didn't look like a normal business.

Suddenly, a conclusion that made Su Jiuer's scalp tingle jumped out of her mind.

Black market deals!

She turned her head to the side, squinting at the three figures huddled in the corner of the dark box.

All of them are extremely skinny, and they are all women.

King Qi sent [-] young girls to the Southern Kingdom through the black market in order to get the Southern Kingdom to restrain Yan Yunxiao's army from the northern border and return to the imperial capital.

Therefore, in the Southern Kingdom, those who do this kind of business have made a lot of money.

Many people are jealous, and want to make a fortune while this wave of enthusiasm has not dissipated.

Soon, this conclusion took root in Su Jiuer's mind with reason and evidence.

These two people should have picked her up and treated her as a commodity, planning to sell her on the black market.