However, the word "slave" was clearly printed on her collarbone. Fortunately, the dress she wore did not reveal much.
But despite this, the shackles on her body were still not released.
Shu Nuan met a girl of the same age as her in the embroidery room, named Xueying. Xueying told her that she would never be able to take off the shackles in her life, just because she was a slave of the subjugated country.
Have you ever seen a subjugated slave walking arrogantly on the streets of the North
Xueying said this.
Shu Nuan dragged her chain and lowered her head while walking on the pebble path in the garden, thinking about things casually as she walked towards the embroidery room in the backyard.
However, for some reason, the person bumped into a wall unexpectedly, and when he stepped back, what came into view was a hem that was inlaid with light blue ink and a pair of slender and straight legs.
Shu Nuan knelt down in a panic, her head hitting the man's boot. She stretched out her hand to wipe his boots, and then nervously withdrew her little hand.
"Look up." A low and calm voice sounded above the head, with a hint of familiarity.
Shu Nuan raised his head and saw the man.
Having taken off his sharp armor and robe, and the cold expression on his horse, the man was now wearing ordinary clothes, but even though he was only wearing light blue and white clothes, it still made his tall and tall figure look very elegant. expensive.
There were two men behind the man. When they saw a slave bumping into King Sheng, they didn't look good for a moment.
However, before they could say a lesson, Sheng Qianmo raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "It's you."
The girl who knelt under his horse in a snowstorm and begged to be adopted.
Sheng Qianmo didn't quite remember what the girl looked like. He only remembered the mole under her eye. At this moment, he saw her neatly appearing in front of him, still petite and exquisite, and still wearing shackles. Only then did I remember that there was such a person.
After winning the battle that day, Sheng Qianmo took a sip of strong wine on the horse and watched the little girl begging for him pitifully. He felt playful in his heart and teased the girl casually. Unexpectedly, he was quite sober at this time. Looking at the petite appearance of the little thing kneeling in front of me, I felt a little itchy in my heart.
"Why don't you pay respects when you see King Sheng?" A subordinate behind Sheng Qianmo couldn't help but reprimanded him.
Shu Nuan had no choice but to kowtow and salute, "See King Sheng..."
Sheng Qianmo looked down at her and said a rare "hmm", but left without saying anything more.
Shu Nuan knelt until the prince was far away before getting up and leaving.
"Your Majesty, my subordinates believe that the Emperor is very angry at this time and it is really not appropriate to intervene in the matter of the Seventh Prince." Li Ming mentioned.
Li Yuan on the side also echoed.
But Sheng Qianmo didn't speak from the beginning to the end. Until he arrived at the door of the book pavilion, Sheng Qianmo remembered something, glanced at Li Yuan sideways and said, "That slave girl, ask her to wait for me in the palace."
Li Yuan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced behind him. When he turned back, Sheng Qianmo had already entered the bookstore. Li Yuan and Li Ming looked at each other, but Li Ming finally waved to him and said, "Go ahead." .”
When Shu Nuan walked out of the laundry room, he happened to run into someone coming from Sheng Palace.
Without asking her name, she just pointed her out and had her taken away.
Shu Nuan was taken to Tangquan Palace to take a bath. After she was washed, the maid served her and put her into soft gauze pajamas that were so thin that they were almost transparent.