Tian's wife is fierce

Chapter 827 Evacuation (one more)
Chapter 827

Yin Jiaoruan stretched out her hand and held Luo Huanzhi's hand tightly. She felt suffocated by the oncoming breath.

Luo Huanzhi held Yin Jiaoruan's hand behind his back, and clasped Yin Jiaoruan's fingers together: "It's fine."

"Who are you?"

Yin Jiaoruan and Luo Huanzhi were so abnormal that it was difficult not to notice them. The guards of the royal city stepped forward and surrounded the two of them, their eyes full of defense.

Luo Huanzhi shielded Yin Jiaoruan from himself, and said, "This is the first time we have come into contact with human trafficking, so I don't know which direction to go?"

"Your accent is wrong."

Luo Huanzhi used the accent of Lai Chao, and said straightly: "We are merchants from Lai Chao Lai. This trip, we just want to buy a batch of outstanding female slaves to go back to work."

"The slaves walk over there."

The royal city guard pointed to a place that was so luxurious that it was comparable to the royal palace.

"Thank you," Luo Huanzhi thanked.

When the guards of Wangcheng left, Yin Jiaoruan still lowered her head and said nothing.

"I used to care too little," Yin Jiaoruan sighed.

Luo Huanzhi led the people in the direction indicated.

"Find a place to live first, and then uh..." Luo Huanzhi was in trouble, and now Yin Jiaoruan's mood was obviously a little depressed, and now he brought up the matter of buying someone, wouldn't it be...

"En," Yin Jiaoruan said.

***
In the inn by the slave row—

The shopkeeper and the clerks all lowered their heads, not daring to look at the faces of the customers coming in and out, and their eyes only reached the people's chins, as if they were going to be poked blind if they looked too much, they strictly followed some rules. Dare to commit.

"The best room," Luo Huanzhi handed out the money with a Laichao accent.

"This way, please," the shopkeeper became even more respectful when he saw the fine silver lock.

In the hotel room——

Luo Huanzhi replaced the bedding with Yin Jiaoruan's own, and then took Yin Jiaoruan's hand and sat beside the bed: "Would you like to visit the slave shop?"

"Yes," Yin Jiao nodded softly, and threw herself into Luo Huanzhi's arms and whispered.

Luo Huanzhi enjoyed Yin Jiaoruan's embrace, and whispered.

Yin Jiaoruan put her ear on Luo Huanzhi's heart, and through the vibration of her heart, she heard the voice coming from Luo Huanzhi's body. It was different from the normal voice of listening to people's speech, as if something had separated her, her ears were itchy and numb. Numb, and a little crispy.

"We will act tonight," Luo Huanzhi won Yin Jiaoruan's heart, and what he said was completely Yin Jiaoruan's thoughts.

"it is good."

"What are you doing?" Luo Huanzhi asked.

I'm afraid that up to now, the royal family who can go to court don't know that their mission has been completely wiped out.

Yin Jiaoruan's eyes lit up: "First go and see their granary, then go to the warehouse, and then..."

***
into the night—

To the palace--

The guards guarding the palace did not dare to relax for a moment and did not notice that someone had already broken into the warehouse they were looking for.

The royal family that can go to court has five private treasuries, in which there are gold, silver and jewelry owned by their kings, so much that it can be described in tons.

Such a large warehouse, two people broke into it, Nuoda's warehouse was quickly emptied, and it can only be seen from the traces that there were things piled on it.

None of the private treasuries exclusive to the five kings was left behind.

After looking at the warehouse, go to the granary.

Small grains of new and old rice are piled up in the warehouse, and the bags are stacked in an orderly manner. At first glance, it looks like a lot of money and a bumper harvest!

Soon, the granary was empty too!

The two of them, like two little mice, emptied the royal family's treasury, and went to look at the treasury representing the imperial court.

Probably... the first thing I saw was a warehouse full of things, but when I saw a warehouse with sparse and pitifully few things, I felt the contrast was too great.

(End of this chapter)