In the headquarters of Weibei Hou.
Weibei Marquis Hua Yuzhi, Hanzhong Prefect Han Quanlin, and Yunnan King Yuan Yizhi were drinking together at the same table.
"Mr. Yuan, what do you think of the Marquis of Jin Yue?" Hua Yuzhi asked casually.
Yuan Yizhi sneered: "You are such a fool, not worth mentioning."
Han Quanlin echoed, "Our army is in high spirits right now, and we will surely defeat the Quanrong and achieve our unparalleled feat. The Duke of Jin Yue is young, but he is greedy for pleasure and cowardly. Since the death of Duke Wei of Jin, I'm afraid there will be no one to continue the Jin State."
Hua Yuzhi raised his glass to toast and said with a smile: "He is not completely useless. I think he has a good eye for beauties. The skin of the two pets he keeps by his side is so delicate and tender that you can almost squeeze water out of them. I envy them when I see them. Haha."
"Speaking of someone who knows beauties, Lord Hua is the one who deserves the title." Yuan Yizhi hugged the two beauties who served him, squinted his eyes, and joked, "The centurion who served Lord Hua the other day really left me wanting more."
Han Quanlin twirled his sparse goatee and said, "Speaking of that, I still remember the first slave who rushed up the city wall at the banquet that day, Mo Qiaosheng. It's a pity that he was taken in by Duke Yue of Jin that day. I couldn't compete with him, but I can't stop thinking about him these past few days. I wonder if Lord Hua can come over to see him today?"
Yuan Yizhi waved his hand and said, "Hey, Old Han, you don't know how to judge people. That Mo Qiaosheng looks too masculine, not soft and beautiful at all. And he's so awkward, obviously a virgin. There's nothing interesting about him."
Han Quanlin showed a lewd look on his face, and he turned sideways to approach Yuan Yizhi: "Emperor Yuan also makes mistakes sometimes. I took a close look at Mo Qiaosheng. Although his appearance is not very beautiful, he has a slender waist and long legs. It is a special experience to train such an inexperienced rookie. I heard that Gongzi Yu tortured him all night and did not release him until the next day when it was bright."
"Oh, is that true? Then we have to ask Mr. Hua to summon the slave so that we can taste him."
Hua Yu laughed loudly: "How difficult is that? I will call him over right away."
Mo Qiaosheng sat on a stone pier in the barracks. He recalled the unexpected encounter in the morning and felt a little nervous and flustered.
He couldn't help but take out the small porcelain bottle that he always carried with him, holding it in his hand and rubbing it gently.
Do I deserve this kind of happiness
He lowered his head in apprehensive anticipation.
"born."
He heard Ah Feng calling him, so he raised his head.
Ah Feng walked up to him and looked at him gloomily for a long while.
He spoke slowly, "The host, the King of Yunnan, and the Governor of Hanzhong are having a banquet. I'll ask you to serve the wine at the table."
With a clang, the white porcelain bottle slipped from his hands and shattered on the ground.
Ah Feng's face darkened, and the muscles in his jaw moved. He stretched out a hand and pulled up the distraught Mo Qiaosheng.
"Let's go. Don't die. Come back alive."
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Cheng Qianye rode for a long time and finally got the hang of it. She was sore from the ride that her waist, legs, buttocks, and body were all aching.
Riding a horse looks so cool on TV, but it turns out to be a painful job.
She complained in her heart and limped back to the city.
At the city gate, he saw Xiao Xiu, who came to greet him, and was craning her neck to look around.
As soon as Xiao Xiu saw him, she immediately broke into a bright smile, ran over excitedly, and handed him a towel and water, being extremely attentive.
Cheng Qianye looked at the real pink color covering Xiao Xiu and felt a little guilty.
Xiao Xiu is really obsessed with Gongzi Yu. When can I tell him that the real Cheng Qianyu is dead
"Xiao Xiu." Cheng Qianye looked at the handsome man in front of him, "Do you want to be in charge of something around me like Lu Yao?"
Xiao Xiu's smile froze, and he said helplessly: "My Lord, do you not like Xiu'er anymore?"
Cheng Qianye sighed. Although Xiao Xiu was handsome, Cheng Qianye didn't like him very much at first.
Firstly, maybe he was too young. Secondly, he didn't have the kind of color that would shock people at first sight.
But these days, he served Cheng Qianye every day, taking care of him in every possible way, and always looked at Cheng Qianye with eyes full of admiration and love.
People are all made of flesh and blood, and Cheng Qianye couldn't help but feel a little pity for him.
"No, what are you thinking about? Have I been bad to you these days?"
"My lord has been particularly gentle these days, and has been even nicer to Xiu'er than before." Xiao Xiu bit her lower lip, glanced at her with resentment, lowered her head and twisted the corner of her clothes, "But, my lord has not asked Xiu'er to serve him at night recently."
Cheng Qianye held his forehead with his hand.
There is nothing I can do about this.
A young handsome man like you is not my type. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't bring myself to do it.
Besides, you want a man, but I am transgender.
In fact, she hoped that Xiao Xiu could slowly change her mindset, become more independent, and not just rely on appearances and others to survive.
But he has always been like this, and it's not something that can change in a short time.
Cheng Qianye knocked on Xiao Xiu's head and said, "Don't think too much. Come on, follow me to the Weibei Marquis."
Cheng Qianye led Xiao Xiu and a group of followers, leading the yellow horse, to the headquarters of Weibei Hou.
At the entrance of the headquarters, a crowd of people gathered and watched a slave having his pants taken off and being beaten with a stick while being pressed on a bench.
Two burly men with their upper bodies bared in red, held red lacquered sticks, and stood on the left and right, hitting the person like rain. From a distance, only the person being punished could be seen, with his lower body covered in red, and blood even dripping down the edge of the bench.
Cheng Qianye was a little afraid to look and was about to walk around inside.
As we passed each other, I saw a familiar blue color through the gaps in the crowd.
Moqiaosheng
The person being punished is Mo Qiaosheng
Cheng Qianye pushed the crowd away and saw the pure and transparent sapphire immersed in a glaring pool of blood.
"Stop!" Cheng Qianye stopped the torturer.
Traveling through to this slavery society, I saw too many injustices and cruel things.
But Cheng Qianye always felt that he could barely take care of himself, and he had no ability or ability to manage it.
She has always used an ostrich mentality to avoid the cruelty of this world.
At this moment, facing such bloody torture, Cheng Qianye was for the first time aroused by the righteous indignation in his heart by this filthy world.
Mo Qiaosheng was lying motionless in front of him, his hair soaked with cold sweat, covering his face, making it impossible to tell whether he was dead or alive.
Cheng Qianye carefully turned his chin over, parted his sticky black hair, and revealed his pale face.
I touched him gently with my hand and fortunately he was still breathing faintly.
Mo Qiaosheng opened his eyes with difficulty, and when he saw her, his wet eyes brightened a little. His lips trembled slightly, and he was speechless.
Cheng Qianye gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late. I will definitely take you back."
"Haha, how come Duke Yue of Jin has time today to come and visit me? It really makes my humble place shine."
Cheng Qianye raised her head and saw three disgusting old men walking towards her.
The first person to come forward was Mo Qiaosheng’s master, Weibei Hou Hua Yuzhi.
"I just happened to be passing by, and I wanted to come and pay a visit to Mr. Hua." Cheng Qianye suppressed his emotions and began to interact with these people. "I wonder what this slave has done?"
"Humph, it's all my fault for not disciplining him properly. I wanted to let the Second Master do some tricks for fun, but who knew this ungrateful thing would dare to bite Mr. Han's finger." Hua Yu's face turned cold, and he pointed at Mo Qiaosheng and said, "Beat him hard until he dies!"
Before Cheng Qianye could say anything, Han Quanlin spoke up to stop him, "Wait a minute!"
There was gauze tied around Han Quanlin's fingers, with faint traces of blood.
With a gloomy face and a scowl on his face, he quickly walked to Mo Qiaosheng, grabbed his hair, lifted his face, and said sinisterly while shaking his facial muscles,
"Want to die? That's not that easy. I will torture him until he wants to live but cannot, and make this despicable beast regret his stupid actions!"
Cheng Qianye grabbed Han Quanlin's skinny wrist, gritted his teeth, and suppressed the anger in his heart.
Han Quanlin let go of his hand and threw Mo Qiaosheng back onto the stool. "What can I do for you, Lord Jin Yue?"
Cheng Qianye turned sideways, standing between him and Mo Qiaosheng, and bowed to Hua Yuzhi, stating his purpose: "This slave has served me for one night, and I am very satisfied with him. I wonder if Mr. Hua would be willing to give him up and transfer him to me?"
Han Quanlin snorted coldly, "Young Master Yu, don't be so ignorant. Everything has a first come first served. Lord Hua has promised to let me deal with this slave. Are you trying to snatch him from me? Even if he is your father, he shouldn't be so rude in front of me."
Cheng Qianye felt a hand behind him, grabbing his trouser leg and shaking it gently.
Cheng Qianye turned his head and saw Mo Qiaosheng's clear eyes revealing a pleading look as he stared at him nervously.
Although she had not had much contact with this young slave, she knew that he was a self-disciplined, taciturn person who was not good at expressing his emotions.
As far as Cheng Qianye could remember, he had hardly ever heard him say a word, nor had he ever seen him express overly obvious emotions.
At this moment, even though he was steaming with a strong dark color that represented fear and terror, he could only gently shake his clothes to express his request.
"If we talk about first come first served, I employed him first, so I was the first one to come." Cheng Qianye calmed himself down, adopted an attitude of business negotiation, stepped aside Han Quanlin, and spoke directly to Mo Qiaosheng's master Hua Yuzhi.
Hua Yu laughed out loud, "My two brothers, it is not worth it to fight for a lowly slave. I have all kinds of beauties and concubines in my tent. Please don't hurt the harmony."
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