This queen is not too curly

Chapter 2
Yan Yuan had already left the inn.

In a daze, she also had a dream.

She dreamed of an endless expanse of white snow. In her dream, she was dragging a heavy raft, with one foot deep and the other shallow, carrying a heavy load forward in the snow field.It was really a lengthy and desperate dream. She felt as if she was in an ice cellar in her sleep. The coldness was like worms, burrowing into her body, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get out...

Then it was daylight.

The sun shines through the window and falls on her eyelashes.

Yan Yuan was still tossing and turning in her nightmare, she sat up in a daze, and immediately lowered her head to touch her hand.

The hands in sight had slender fingers, and the sleeves at the fingertips were long and white, not at all like the bloodstains in the dream.

Well, it's just a nightmare.

Yan Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned her eyes to look at the surrounding environment.

She is no longer in the guest room of the inn, and now she is in a small earthen house, the kind that is often built outside the customs with mud and stones on the side of the river embankment, and the "bed" under her Pad with thick straw.

At this time, the sun was shining on the straw, and there was a subtle smell of decaying vegetation in the house.

The fur coat on her body was covered with dried mud, and the dust fell down one after another when she moved a little.

Yan Yuan didn't care.

She dusted off her clothes and got out of bed, went to the door and pushed.

The door was indeed locked.

She had no choice but to turn back to the bed and look out the window.

The sun was shining outside the house, the blue sky was like washing, and there were noises from the green grassland in the distance, as if someone was arguing fiercely.

After a long time, footsteps finally came, and the door creaked open.

It was a teenager who came in. He was startled when he saw Yan Yuan, and he backed out again, shouting as he ran:

"Brother! Brother! The sheep are awake!"

Yan Yuan was slightly taken aback.

Sheep is a slang word from outside the customs. They call the meat tickets tied to their hands sheep, those that can be exchanged for gold and silver treasures are called precious sheep, those that can only be sold overseas as livestock are called live sheep, and those that can't get anything are called dead sheep.But these things happened many years ago. Ever since her father saw the gangsters from Montenegro more than ten years ago, his eyes hurt and he sent people to slaughter all their dogs. The official road has been peaceful for many years.

How come there are still people who practice this way?
After a while, the boy's elder brother opened the door and walked into the room.

It was a man in his early thirties.He has dark skin, and there is a scar on his face stretching from the corner of one eye to the other ear, a pair of cloudy eyes staring at Yan Yuan, as if trying to make a hole in her body.

"After sleeping for a whole day, I thought I was dead." He approached Yan Yuan, pinched her chin roughly, looked left and right, and said with a smirk, "Oh, are you scared?"

Yan Yuan struggled wildly, and was quickly thrown on the bed made of straw.

"Look at her carefully, this kind of thin-skinned and tender young lady is easy to commit suicide."

The man left a word and walked straight out the door.

"Wait." Yan Yuan called to him before she went out, and asked him in a low voice, "When... are you going to ask my father for a ransom?"

"Don't ask your parents." The man turned his head and sneered, "Someone else will pay the ransom for you."

The door was locked again.

Yan Yuan lowered her head, gently rubbing her pinched wrist:

She originally thought that they kidnapped her overnight with the scent and stun to ask for some ransom, but things didn't seem to be simple.

They were not ordinary robbers, and they did not want to inform her family.

Was it instructed by someone?
The charcoal at the inn was damp, so she was forced to switch to the inn, was that also a plan?
She was thinking where she was, when suddenly she heard a slight "cuckoo" sound.

That's her belly.

She wasn't particularly full last night, but now that the sun is high, she's already so hungry that her chest is stuck to her back.

Yan Yuan raised her head and looked around, and saw a pair of round eyes outside the window at a glance.

That was the young man just now, following the orders of his elder brother, he was watching her motionlessly to prevent her from committing suicide.

Yan Yuan walked to the window, and said with some embarrassment, "Well... is there anything to eat?"

The boy narrowed his eyes.

Yan Yuan thought he didn't hear clearly, and repeated again: "I'm hungry, can you get me some food and water?"

A gleam of disbelief flashed in the boy's eyes, and soon he showed a disgusted expression: "Go, go, what right does a sheep have to eat? Your little grandpa is still hungry!"

"Then can you get me some hot water?" Yan Yuan took a step back.

"No, I have to keep an eye on you, and I won't leave even one step."

The boy refused without hesitation.

Then there is no other way for now.

Yan Yuan stared at the boy's face and thought about it, then she turned around and went back to the straw bed, found a corner where the sun could shine and lay down.

There was a rustling sound outside the window, and after a while, something "thumped" and landed on the dry grass in the room.

"There is no hot water!"

A fierce voice sounded outside the window.

Yan Yuan turned around and saw a small cloth bag and a water bag dropped beside the bed.

She stooped to pick up the cloth bag, opened it, and found two thin scones inside.

This is obviously the boy's own rations, and I don't know how long it has been hidden. The cake is already a little soft and rotten, and there is still a little bit of warmth.

Yan Yuan didn't dislike it either, she ate half of the scones, and stuffed them back through the window to the boy, thanking him softly: "Thank you."

The boy's face turned red, and he was furious: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Yan Yuan hooked the corners of her lips, and chatted to the young man lying on the window sill: "Are you locals?"

The boy didn't answer, but stepped back a few steps, with "I don't plan to talk to you" written all over his face.

Yan Yuan narrowed her eyes comfortably, as if a cat had eaten enough.

"My father is very rich, and he must be much richer than your employer."

Her voice was soft, and the ending of each sentence was slightly vacant, and she looked like a sick child with insufficient energy.

However, it was such a feeble young lady who was enthusiastically introducing the correct operation of kidnapping to the boy:

"I heard that there is a saying in the Taoism called double eating, or you can also ask my father for another sum after taking the employer's money."

"..."

"My father can recognize my handwriting. I can write a letter and ask my father to send a deposit first, and then..."

"Enough." The young man couldn't bear it anymore, and interrupted her noisy, "Who told you that we are here for money?"

"……Oh."

Yan Yuan responded lightly.

If not for money, then for something else.

A group of kidnappers who are not moved by money, what they want and want to do must be beyond the reach of money.

It's an easy guess.

Yan Yuan thought for a while and asked him, "So your employer is someone from the government?"

The boy's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Yan Yuan in shock.

"you……"

He was at you for a long time, unable to speak, and finally retreated several steps angrily, and refused to talk to Yan Yuan any more.

What the elder brother said is absolutely right, girls from rich families have [-] hearts!
……

Seeing that there was nothing to ask, Yan Yuan didn't bother to waste her time talking. She yawned and lay back on the bed of hay.

This time she didn't have a nightmare, but she felt her body getting colder and colder in a drowsy state.

She struggled several times to get up, but she couldn't exert any strength in her hands and feet, and the bones all over her body were sore as if they had been broken apart.

"Hey, wake up, why do you have a fever? Are you playing tricks again?"

Faintly, the boy's impetuous voice echoed in her ears.

Yan Yuan really wanted to reply him, a fever is a fever, she is not a god, can she let herself have a fever on purpose?
But she couldn't open her mouth, raise her hands, or even open her eyelids.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a cold feeling on her forehead. Someone covered her forehead with a cold handkerchief, and then folded a quilt on her body, and carefully pressed the quilt for her. horn.

"Brother, the employer doesn't want her anymore anyway, why do we keep her?" In the confusion, a rude voice sounded.

"Wait a little longer." The elder brother in the daytime replied.

"I've been waiting for a whole day! Let's say we were cheated at all, that person is not a servant in the palace at all!"

"..."

"Even if he has something to do temporarily, he won't leave the building empty, right? It's okay to leave a note, right?"

"..."

"Otherwise, just tear it up and forget it! The night is long and the dream is full, and you can save a quilt."

"..."

Was it someone from the palace?

Yan Yuan was thinking in a daze, who in the palace did not want her to enter the palace smoothly.

Is it the empress dowager, the favorite concubine, or the political enemy of the father?

Or... the emperor himself?
No matter which side of the force it is, it is obvious that they have no intention of leaving her a way out.

The kidnappers couldn't get the exchanged items, and they didn't want to have another mouth to eat. They only thought about tearing up the ticket to teach the other party a lesson, or trying to contact her father instead. Beihou Yanzhou would never let her go home alive.

"Boss, are you sure you won't tear it up?" the rude voice urged.

"Don't tear it up." The eldest brother said in a deep voice, "That person is missing now, if we really make a move, wouldn't it be his wish instead?"

The room fell silent again.

Yan Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but fortunately, this big brother is not too stupid.

"Then what should we do now? Could it be that we go to the city to ask for a doctor for her?"

"Wrap in a quilt and take to the campfire."

……

(End of this chapter)