The identity of this person was unknown, but the fat man seemed to be quite jealous of him. His face changed as soon as he saw him, and he ran up to him to please him. Ming Na was used to seeing their evil deeds, and she never expected that such people would say such degrading words. She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
The young man ignored them and just said calmly: "This child is still young. Even if he makes a mistake, he shouldn't be beaten too hard."
"Yes, you are right."
"If there's nothing else, just go about your business..."
The fat man and others looked at each other and wanted to say something, but when they saw the impatience on the young man's expression, they left obediently. Mingna pretended not to notice that they were glaring at her, and glanced at the young man carefully, wondering whether he could be trusted.
"Is there anything else?" The other party's smile became friendly again, but the smile did not reach his eyes. Ming Na was used to seeing all kinds of people's faces, and she immediately noticed the other person's indifference.
This person may be kind and kind to others, but he will never help without reason. Minna quickly shook her head, picked up the jug, turned around and left.
Even without help, she could escape.
"You damn girl, what have you done again?!" The drunkard appeared in front of her at some point, staring at the puddle of water on the ground: "You actually spilled the water?! Why don't you go get it again?!"
He cursed a few words, and when he saw the young man not far away, he immediately greeted him enthusiastically: "Your Majesty the Duke! It's a coincidence that I met you. Are you here to see me?"
"I just pass by occasionally." The young man was unexpectedly polite to the drunkard, "I wonder when the medicine I mentioned to you last night will be ready?"
"Ah, um, don't worry, I'm already working on it and it will be ready soon, don't worry..."
While the two of them were talking, Ming Na quickly returned to the cave where the water was stored, got the water, and then took a detour back to the tent. The drunkard had actually returned and was concentrating on stirring the cauldron on the stove, adding some ingredients from time to time. When I went in, I rarely drank, let alone cursed.
Minna sat next to her, cutting narcissus rhizomes and grinding scorpion powder. At the same time, she peeked at the drunkard's movements and recognized that what he was about to prepare was a special headache potion. Drinking it would not only relieve pain, but also make people clear-headed and energetic. Is this the medicine that the "Duke" wanted to prepare just now? He looks so young, where could he be the Duke? Is it Noga? She couldn't help but think of what she and her grandfather had experienced in that country. That must have been the first time she suffered greatly, right
When the previous king of Noga died of illness, there was a bloody turmoil in Nomonka, the capital, over the choice of the next king. As a result, two princes died and two were injured. In the end, the one who came to the throne was the least favored Gai. Prince Er, that arrogant Mario only got the title of prince.
The current Gael II is a gentle man, frail and fond of art. He has never liked to participate in politics, but he was unexpectedly pushed to the throne. However, thanks to his blessing, the situation in Noga has gradually stabilized in recent years, and business contacts with other countries have resumed. However, the possibility of war still exists, because Prince Mario's power has not increased because he lost the throne of the king. Cuts, troops, war horses, funds, food... everything is still in progress.
Minna heard about these things from her grandfather and teacher. After arriving at the camp in Turi, a few "big shots" would occasionally get together to discuss the situation in Nogarweisha. The people here seem to gather for a certain purpose. New people come every year, but a group of people are also taken away every year. Some of the remaining people gather to discuss national affairs, and some make productions. Various medicines or weapons, some stay in the camp all year round, and occasionally work outside for a month or two. When they come back, the smell of blood on their bodies is always so strong that it makes people sick.
Ming Na sometimes wondered if this was some kind of secret base.
The drunkard slowly stirred the potion, yawned repeatedly, and felt uncomfortable all over. He was obviously addicted to alcohol. Normally, he would have left the medicine and gone to drink. Unexpectedly, he still insists on standing in front of the stove and continuing to put ingredients in the pot. Ming Na felt a little weird. Suddenly, she saw him dropping the things in the pot, her eyes flashed, and she lowered her head.
Someone came in and said, "Hey, how's the medicine going?"
"Everything goes well, just cook it for another two hours." The drunkard glanced sideways at the visitor, "What? Do you have good wine?"
The man chuckled: "Yes, but you have to make the medicine well and don't let the little duke see the problem. Don't forget, we are listening to another person's orders."
The drunkard smiled: "Don't worry, he will never find out." He dropped two drops of a bottle of orange solution into the pot, mixed it evenly, turned down the heat, and said sternly to Ming Na: "Watch it! Cook it. Two hours, stir every five minutes, and you are not allowed to leave! I will bring you food back!"
Ming Na nodded quickly, and he took the man out with satisfaction to "taste" the good wine. As soon as he left, Ming Na quickly ran to the place where he had taken the materials, picked up the thing and smelled it, confirming that it was Shaonan's specialty round seed grass.
Why is round seed grass included in headache medicine? It and other ingredients in the medicine can produce side effects, making people overly excited, and long-term use can make people crazy!
He's doing bad things with potions again.
Ming Na sneered and added another five or six drops of the orange solution that the drunkard had just dropped into the pot, which greatly neutralized the amplifying effect of the round seed grass.
If you want to harm others, I will let you fail! Before the potion causes real harm to the human body, the person taking the medicine will realize that something is wrong. When the time comes, I will see what you do!
Ming Na put everything back in its place, but when she turned around, she caught a glimpse of the box of round seed grass and suddenly remembered that the hangover medicine commonly used by alcoholics contained licorice. She bit her lip, quietly grabbed a handful and put them away.
In the largest tent in the camp, the young Duke was drinking wine while coldly watching the slave girl who had brought him bath water a few hours ago being pinned down by others, crying and struggling. As for the man riding on her, his originally handsome facial features were distorted by the flesh, making him look particularly ferocious.
After a long while, he got up and said with a bored expression: "This is the only kind of product in a small place like this. The skin is rough, the appearance is not good, and there is no charm at all, but it is still used by others." He was disgusted. He glanced at the dying slave girl and turned to the camp owner next to him: "Are there no others? Thirteen or fourteen years old, pure ones."
The camp owner smiled and said: "Of course, His Highness likes that kind. Why didn't you tell me earlier? I..." "I feel really sad for your butler, Lawler." The young Duke suddenly interjected, "He goes everywhere for you. I searched for beautiful virgins, but you ended up coming to a place like this to hunt for wild food and play with the little slave girl."
"Don't be angry, dear Brother Jada." Prince Lawler looked at him with a smile, "I asked you clearly just now. You said you were not interested in this slave girl, so I asked her to serve me. It's all over now. , don’t be sour.”
Jada sneered: "I'm not sour, I'm just curious about what Uncle Mario would think after knowing this." After saying that, regardless of Lawler's ugly expression, he got up and walked out. Sitting next to him, The other person also followed and left, leaving the camp owner to carefully comfort the prince with a gloomy face.
Jada walked all the way to the nearby Red Rock Mountain, feeling very aggrieved. The person who followed him patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Are you okay?"
Jada snorted coldly: "The nobles of the wind have fallen. Our prince, the future heir to the throne, is like this! That slave girl is even from our Nogar! Sargent, I really don't want to stay in this place anymore. , let’s go as soon as we get the potion!”
Sargent sighed: "Lawler is indeed going too far, but there is no way. His Majesty the King has no heirs, Prince Mario is powerful, and the Queen Mother dotes on her grandson, so she decided to make him the crown prince. I hope you will take him back. The medicine can make His Majesty better, and if possible, it would be nice to have a real prince."
Jada was a little discouraged: "Even if His Majesty's health really improves, there will be no more princes. He once said that he was unwilling to betray the deceased queen. They had been in love with each other for twenty years. It is a pity that Prince Fidler died. Too early." A sharp light flashed in his eyes, knowing that the cousin's death was strange, just like his father!
Sargent looked at the look on his face quietly and suddenly smiled: "Actually, Lawler is just good at pleasing the Queen Mother. His Majesty the King may not be willing to make him the Crown Prince, otherwise he wouldn't just Make him a prince. Speaking of which, you are the grandson of the late king and His Majesty's nephew just like him, but in terms of ability and prestige, you are more suitable than him."
Jada stared at him closely and suddenly frowned: "Who is over there?! Come out!"
Minna carefully emerged from behind the rock. When Sargent saw it, he said: "Is this the little slave girl of the potion master? She may be here to dig up snakes. She is just a child, and she is mute and can't talk nonsense. of."
Minna was holding a snake in her hand, which proved the correctness of this guess. Jada squinted her eyes and saw the confused and stupid expression on her face, so she decided not to do anything extra, so as not to arouse Lawler's suspicion and the potion master's dissatisfaction.
He waved his hand for her to leave, but he also asked: "Stay in the tent as much as possible in the past few days, it is not safe outside."
Ming Na paused for a moment, then pretended not to understand and walked away. On the way, she threw away the snake she had caught in a hurry as a cover, and secretly thought about what the so-called "it's not safe outside" meant.
In the evening, she finally understood the meaning of this sentence. A thirteen-year-old slave girl in the camp was brought into the main tent. When she came out, she was already a cold corpse with blood all over the lower body.
Minna once heard that some people especially like to play with little boys and girls, but the female slaves in the camp usually do not face a similar fate until they are fourteen or fifteen years old. The deceased was regarded as a precious commodity by his owner because he was very beautiful. Apart from being scolded, he rarely suffered any physical torture. Even his clothes were neater and prettier than those of other girls in the camp. They were envious and jealous of her, and now that she was dead, they couldn't help but gossip.
Ming Na watched with cold eyes as they pointed at the little corpse, then glanced at the young slave girl curled up in a ball in the corner, then turned and walked into the tent.
From that night on, she left her "master's" tent as little as possible. She only went out to get water at dawn, or mingled with the female slaves to eat together in the evening. Other than that, she stayed in the tent. While working, do some tricks on the way. After two days of this, when there were three less slave girls in the camp, the guests finally left.
When they left, they took away a large number of people, all of whom were powerful and powerful. They gathered around a nobleman who was said to be a prince. It became increasingly deserted around the young Duke who had only one attendant. The latter looked at the big men expressionlessly, with scrutiny and defensiveness in his eyes.
After they left, the camp became much deserted, and because of the sudden reduction in manpower, even the guards were relaxed. It will take at least a month for the newcomers to arrive. Ming Na knew that her opportunity had come.
One evening, the drunkard was drunk again. Mingna very obediently gave him anti-alcohol medicine. He took a few sips and smiled: "Why have you become smarter recently?" After yawning, he found that in front of him I'm a little fuzzy, my mind is groggy, and I'm thinking why I always feel like I can't see clearly and feel sleepy recently. Could it be that I drank too much and my body can't bear it? He hurriedly drank all the hangover medicine and said, "Watch the fire, I'll take a nap first." After that, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep quickly.
Ming Na looked at him and suddenly smiled. She turned back to the fire, picked up some medicinal powder, mixed it with mugwort infusion into lumps, and then burned it with fire. When she saw the gas emitting from it, she covered her nose. He held it up to the drunkard's nose and shook it twice. The latter tilted his head and passed out.
She threw the rest of the medicine into a jar of wine that the drunkard usually kept. Then she walked to his friend's tent with the wine in hand and presented it to him. The man laughed when he saw it: "I thought that boy would be reluctant to give it, but I didn't expect that he actually asked you to send it?"
Someone next to him asked: "Is this the wine you said the fallen potion master lost to you in a bet?"
"That's right, I was planning to ask him for it tonight, but I didn't expect him to be so willing to send it over. Come on, let's all try it together. This is a good wine special to Italy! Before he regrets it, let's Drink all the wine." Everyone said yes with a smile and went to call for someone.
Minna quietly exited the tent, walked to the stable, fed the drunkard's horse, and wrapped its hooves with hay while no one was paying attention, and put a muzzle on it. This horse is usually taken care of by her. Except for drunkards, he listens to her the most and will naturally not resist.
When all this work was completed, Ming Na returned to her den, put the water bags and grains collected these days into a rough cloth bag, then took a water bag and a dagger from the drunkard, and quietly Quietly waiting for the people in the camp to fall asleep.
The drunkard snored, which was especially loud at night. Mingna looked at him with disgust. Thinking of the torture he had put on her over the past six months, the hatred in her heart surged uncontrollably.
Looking back at the medicine rolling on the fire, she gritted her teeth, walked over, scooped up the hallucinogen, and poured it into the wine bottle. After thinking about it, she poured some more into the water glass and placed it next to his hand. Then he placed a few candles within his reach, and scattered oil and flammable cloth around.
You bastard, if you are lucky, you will be burned here tonight, otherwise, the medicine you have taken these days will be enough to make you blind and useless! Let you suffer for the rest of your life!
She quickly sneaked into the stable in the dark and stole the horse. She walked quietly to the edge of the camp and saw the guard (the one who had just been drinking) leaning against the pillar and already asleep. She quietly held the horse and stole it from the side. Got out.
She walked far away, then got on her horse and ran quickly. Although her riding skills are just the beginning, she doesn't care about that much now and can only see the front. One person and one horse ran ten kilometers away. Occasionally, when I looked back, I saw a flash of fire on the horizon, burning brightly.
Ming Na couldn't help the joy in her heart and laughed out loud, but there was a hint of crying in her hoarse voice. After a while, she remembered that now was not the time to relax. She quickly wiped her face, steadied her horse, looked up at the dim stars in the sky, discerned the direction she was going, and galloped toward the southeast. And go.
(My little Mingna is also capable of being ruthless~~~ Birds will be put on the shelves tomorrow~~)