Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 1967 We Are Really Fleeing Famine, Not Bandits (249)

Not only did they fail to enter the city to buy food, but they also suffered various injuries in the chaos.

In the chaos, Mrs. Qiao was pushed by her most beloved second son to the sharp edge of the suppressing officers and soldiers, and almost died here.

In the end, although he escaped a catastrophe, he was slightly injured, and his spirits were depressed because of the fright.

Even so, Qiao's second son didn't feel much guilt, let alone repentance. Instead, he took it for granted and felt that his life was more noble than theirs.

It is their honor to be able to block the knife for him, and it is also what they should do.

Subconsciously, he was complaining about Old Man Qiao and Mrs. Qiao, thinking that they were meddling in their own business back then, which caused him to be an inappropriate nobleman, and came to Old Qiao's house for so many years as a country mud leg.

It was they who blocked his future, and they made him live a hard life for so many years.

Now, it's time for them to repay this.

In the end, the old lady was overwhelmed by him, and when she fell ill, she almost died.

Boss Qiao was silent on the sidelines, while Qian was crying to take care of her two injured sons.

I don't know what happened this time. The whole family, big and small, suffered some injuries. One of their two sons had a few fingers cut off, and a big gash was cut on his face. Half of the ear was also cut off.

The second daughter-in-law, Sun Shi, was in a very happy mood.

Before, the old lady directly bypassed her and accepted the women and children outside for the second room, and in turn scolded her for being unvirtuous, jealous, and not thinking of her husband.

She also said that she couldn't bear a son by herself, and she didn't let her husband find a way to give birth. She was not worthy of being a wife at all, and if she continued to make trouble, she would divorce her for her husband.

Haha, now, let the two old guys have a good taste of this kind of taste.

Besides Sun, Qiao Zhishu was also very happy.

Dafang Qian has always boasted that she has two sons, and even encouraged the old lady to sell her sister. Now, let's see how she still shows off.

The first cousin and the second cousin, although they are not dead, but this time one is missing a few fingers, the other is missing half an ear, and his face was disfigured, let's see how they will laugh at me in the future, let's see how they can have more what to do.

The other families who followed Old Qiao's family didn't suffer any injuries, but seeing the injuries and illnesses of their family, they regretted so much that their intestines were almost green.

Such an unlucky family, I really don't know how they were persuaded by Qiao Daya, a dead girl, to protect them from going to the capital.

It's really heart-wrenching.

The ridiculous thing is that when they left, they laughed at those who refused to listen to their persuasion and refused to leave no matter what.

If you let them know their current situation, you don't know how to laugh at them.

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The days slipped by another month without any haste. On this day, the prince of Wuhou Mansion, who was recuperating at home due to illness, still did not go out. He sat leisurely by the window drinking tea, reading a book, and reading books from time to time. A view of the yard, or looking up at the distant sky.

At this moment, he was obviously in a good mood.

"It's time to arrive, is everything ready?"

It took more than two months, from Gyeongju to Kyoto, with their footsteps, it was enough.

Thinking that the waiting person would arrive soon, Ji Mochen felt better and was very happy.

"Have you tidied up where you live?"

Wu Yi stepped forward lightly, refilled a cup of tea for his master, and responded softly with a hesitant expression, "All the preparations are ready, but..."

(End of this chapter)