Beloved wife is addicted: the cute young master is easy to overthrow

Chapter 34 Kunlun Slave

When the sound of "dong dong dong" ended, the table was already full of people.

The man holding the gong looked very satisfied when he saw so many people surrounding him, "Everyone, what Lao Su brought today is the best BMW outside the Great Wall, dark clouds cover the snow..."

Upon hearing this, Hua Yihan's eyes widened, and she stretched her neck to look at the horse, which was more valuable than the Kunlun slave.

The horse was indeed a tall and handsome horse, with a black body and only four hooves as white as the first snow.

Is this the legendary dark cloud cover snow...

"Brother Tianxing, is this horse really covered with dark clouds and snow?" Hua Yihan asked the people around her in a low voice.

From Hua Yihan's point of view, Zhan Tianxing's horse is almost psychic, no worse than this Wuyun Gaixue. Presumably he also knows horses very well.

"Of course it is. Look at that horse. It's tall, with powerful hooves, smooth hair, black body, and snow-white hooves. It's not dark clouds and snow." Qi Lang interjected.

When Hua Yihan heard the words, she also looked at them seriously. She didn't know much about horses, but she also felt that Qi Lang's words made sense, and she looked like them too.

"It's not dark clouds and snow." Who knows, Zhan Tianxing whispered something in her ear.

When Hua Yihan heard this, she turned her head and looked at him in surprise, "Isn't it?"

"No!" Zhan Tianxing's tone was definitely incomparable.

For some reason, Hua Yihan believed his words, "Brother Lang..."

"He sometimes misses the point." Zhan Tianxing said nonchalantly.

Hua Yihan nodded, since the horse was fake, all her eyes fell on the Kunlun slave again.

At this time, the dealer named Lao Su had already started selling, and Hua Yihan realized that the price on the bid was only the reserve price, and both the horse and the Kunlun slave were going to be auctioned, and the one with the highest price would get it.

While everyone was clamoring for the fake dark clouds and snow, Hua Yihan sized up the Kunlun slave again.

On such a cold day, the man was dressed in rags, his hands and feet were exposed, his hands and feet were red from the cold, his messy hair covered most of his face, and there were shackles on his hands and feet, so it was easy for people to overlook his aura , that indifferent temperament.

"Brother Tianxing, I want to buy that Kunlun slave." In fact, when she said to buy, she felt a little awkward in her heart. The word "buy" must be an insult to that Kunlun slave.

Zhan Tianxing turned his head and glanced at her, but he didn't ask any questions, instead he promised, "Okay."

Qilang on the one side was excitedly asking for the price at this time, and wanted to buy the dark clouds and snow, but when he heard that Hua Yihan actually wanted to buy the Kunlun slave, he was surprised, "The Kunlun slave is not as good as the dark clouds and snow, Xiaohan, you can buy one What are the slaves doing back home?"

"Brother Lang, that horse is not covered by dark clouds and snow." Hua Yihan snorted coldly, "Besides, I think that Kunlun slave is better than that horse."

"Ah!" Qi Lang was stunned when he heard Hua Yihan's words, "How is that possible?"

"Brother Tianxing said, it's not dark clouds and snow." Hua Yihan hugged Zhan Tianxing's arm, resolutely defending the authority of her brother Tianxing.

"Tian Xing, is it true?" Qi Lang withdrew his bidding hand and asked in a low voice.

"As long as you like asking prices." Zhan Tianxing didn't answer directly.

When Qi Lang heard this, he immediately lost interest.

Soon, the horse was also bought by a young fair boy, 50 taels, gold!

Under the envious and jealous eyes of the people around, the young man sat on the "dark cloud covered with snow" and left proudly.

Then, the Kunlun slave was pulled forward by the shackles on his hands.

"Everyone, the base price of this Kunlun slave is ten taels of silver." Lao Su said, and quickly tore off the upper body of the Kunlun slave's clothes.

The lean but somewhat muscular upper body is exposed in such a naked way, with a clear mechanism, which is actually very interesting.

Hua Yihan just glanced at it, and felt that her eyes suddenly became warm and then dark, and she couldn't see anything, but her eyes were covered by Zhan Tianxing.

"Brother Tianxing." Hua Yihan shook Tianxing's fingers with dissatisfied hands.

"Qi Lang, ask the price." Zhan Tianxing ordered coldly.

"Ah, why me?" Qi Lang muttered dissatisfied.

There is no way, those who want to buy slaves are those who are not very famous, such as brothels, Nanfeng Pavilion and other places. Ordinary people will not buy and sell slaves, because they think that slaves are too low. The dirtiest existence, among them, Kunlun slaves are the most.

Hua Yihan had never cared about such a race before. Of course, the main reason was that it was the first time she met a Kunlun slave from the previous life to this one.

However, at this moment, Hua Yihan's mind had already shifted from Kunlun Nu to the hand that covered her eyes.

It was a slightly rough hand, with a thick callus growing on the place where the knife was held all the year round, touching her skin, it was hard and a little itchy.

Her hands were dry and warm, and she covered her eyes, but for some reason, Hua Yihan felt a sense of peace in her heart.

She suddenly stopped trying to pull his hand away, and let him cover her eyes like that.

Hua Yihan didn't struggle anymore, but Zhan Tianxing still didn't take back her hand, she just held her hand like that, not allowing her to watch the half-fruited Kunlun slave on the stand.

Hearing Qi Lang next to her call the price silently, the corners of Hua Yihan's mouth suddenly curled up, and her eyes blinked.

Ordinarily, the folk customs of Da Viet are open, and women also walk outside like men. There is no rule of not going out of the door. Often, entertainers who play tricks on the street will take off their clothes and perform performances halfway. No one would shy away from the daughter-in-law, but they all applauded.

Hua Yihan thought that Zhan Tianxing once asked her to be more reserved, to look like a girl...

"Brother Tianxing, in fact, you really like the kind of delicate lady who has no strength to restrain a chicken, don't you?" Hua Yihan suddenly said, her voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.

When Hua Yihan blinked just now, the long eyelashes brushed against his palm, and just when he was brushing away, when he heard such a question, he suddenly felt like his palm was burning, and he was a little flustered Withdrawing his hand, Zhan Tianxing felt uncomfortable, "You girl, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking nonsense. Look, everyone is watching. Why didn't you allow me to watch it? Last time you asked me to be reserved. Didn't Brother Tianxing ask me that way because he likes gentle ladies?"

Hearing Hua Yihan's teasing words, Zhan Tianxing blushed again, and glared at Hua Yihan, "If you talk nonsense, I won't buy you a Kunlun slave."

Seeing Zhan Tianxing's angry look, Hua Yihan pretended to be timid, hugged his arm and begged for mercy, "Okay, Xiaohan knows he's wrong, so don't talk nonsense anymore." , her brother Tianxing, why is he so funny, blushing at every turn, she can't help being funny.

At this time, Old Su on the stage knocked on the gong in his hand and pointed to Qi Lang, "Okay, congratulations to that handsome young master over there, this Kunlun slave is yours now."

Qi Lang, who was pointed at in public, suddenly looked ugly, turned his head to look at Zhan Tianxing, feeling quite wronged in his heart, he is not from the brothel or Nanfeng Pavilion, everyone is watching what he is doing.

Seeing this, Hua Yihan didn't care about those meaningful gazes, she was so happy that she took Zhan Tianxing's hand and approached the stage.

After handing over the bank note and taking the Kunlun slave's deed of sale and certificate of slavery, Hua Yihan immediately ordered the boss surnamed Su, "Remove the shackles on him!"

Old Su smiled and said, "I will give this pair of shackles to Miss Gongzi."

"I said take it off, take it off, my people don't need these things!" Hua Yihan couldn't help raising her voice, looking very displeased.

Seeing this, Boss Su made apologetic smiles, then took out a small key, and removed the shackles on the Kunlun slave's hands and feet.

Up to this moment, the expression on the Kunlun slave's face remained unchanged, his dark eyes were calm and indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything that happened to him.

Seeing such a man, Hua Yihan suddenly became curious. She was very curious about what this Kunlun slave was like before, what kind of family he was born in, and what he had experienced in the past 30 to [-] years...

She believed that there must be a story about this Kunlun slave.

However, she doesn't like to expose people's scars. She bought him because she just felt that this person shouldn't be locked up like this...

"You are free." Hua Yihan said with a smile as she handed him the Kunlun slave's contract of sale and slave status.

At this moment, the indifference in the Kunlun slave's eyes was finally replaced by astonishment.

And Qi Lang was even more shocked, "Xiaohan, what are you doing?"

And Zhan Tianxing didn't say anything, although his eyes were also surprised, but more of them were trust, but it was a kind of pampering look that could do anything as she pleased.

"Why?" Kunlun Slave finally spoke, his dark eyes fixed on Hua Yihan with a look of inquiry.

"I just think that you shouldn't be shackled." Hua Yihan said playfully.

Qi Lang on the side listened with a blank expression on his face.

But Zhan Tianxing smiled, and reached out to rub Hua Yihan's head.

At this time, Bai Jinyan, Xu Chun and Miss Qingcheng also squeezed in.

"Okay, you are free, you can go wherever you want, let's go." Hua Yihan said, smiling at the Kunlun slave.

At this time, Miss Qingcheng suddenly said, "Miss Yi is really kind and kind." Then, she turned around and took a purse from her maid, "This is for you, since Miss Yi gave you freedom, I will live a good life from now on Bar."

Hua Yihan didn't expect this charming girl to come here for a while, and she immediately looked at the oiran of the song and dance studio with special regard.

Unexpectedly, the Kunlun slave did not take the money from Miss Qingcheng, but bowed to Hua Yihan, then turned and strode away.

"Hey, sister Xiaohan, did you buy him just to let him go?" Qi Lang didn't quite understand this situation.

And Bai Jinyan and Xu Chun also looked at Hua Yihan with a questioning look.

The three of them were well-clothed and well-fed since childhood. In their conception, life is divided into three or six grades. A Kunlun slave is a Kunlun slave...

After all, Zhan Tianxing is a person who has been on the battlefield, has seen life and death, and is worried about those orphans and widows who have lost the pillars of their families. He knows how to respect people themselves.

"All living beings are equal. He is a human being, so he shouldn't be shackled like a commodity and bought and sold." Hua Yihan looked at the back of the Kunlun slave leaving, and said lightly.

After hearing this, Miss Qingcheng looked into Hua Yihan's eyes, and a bright color flashed across her eyes.

(End of this chapter)