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The Prime Minister looked at her face with satisfaction. "We'll send it over tonight."

Duan Xiaohe calmly climbed back up and shook the dust off her skirt that didn't exist.

"You brought me here in such a big battle, where are you sending me?"

The youth looked at her with disdain, "The little girl who washes her feet is really uncultured. Doesn't she know to greet my father when she sees him?"

Duan Xiaohe then looked carefully at the prime minister of the Great Chong. He looked young, but his voice was thick like an old man's. There was only two words on his face, 'serious'. His eyes were bright and sharp. He was not a person that could be easily dealt with.

Since she was going to die anyway, Duan Xiaohe just threw caution to the wind, and provoked him with a raise of her eyebrows: "Your father is big huh? As big as an emperor? If there are none, then forget it, after all, I did not perform any sort of courtesy when I saw Liu Yang. "

The youth was stunned. "How dare you!"

She nodded seriously, "Yes, indeed. I should pay my respects to him the next time we meet. No matter what, he is the ruler of a country, and no matter how high he is, he is still just a subject. Not to mention a country woman like me."

The Prime Minister's expression slightly changed. His son had even raised his eyebrows and wasted his good looks.

Duan Xiaohe was mocking him for looking down on others, looking down on the Son of Heaven and looking down on him, who was in fact related to the Emperor by blood. Since he didn't have a son of heaven in his eyes, why should she call him Master?

"Girl, you're quite sharp-tongued. Isn't it a little inappropriate to put on airs with me?"

Duan Xiaohe laughed, "How could I put on airs, I am just speaking the truth."

"His father sneered, the imposing aura that came from the nature suppressed Duan Xiaohe to the point where she was unable to breathe. What a good way to tell the truth. If it wasn't for my sister saying that she would spare your life, I'm afraid you would have already gone to the Yellow Springs Road with Duan Mingjiang. "

After saying that, his father looked at her from head to toe, and said, "I once saw that foot washing girl, and she also had a sharp tongue. She would usually find an opportunity to show herself in front of the late emperor, and that's why she stole my sister's honor, causing my sister to suffer alone. Seeing your face, you really resemble that lowly mother of yours. "

Duan Xiaohe was fearless of the threats in his eyes, "What the Lord Prime Minister said, could it be that the Prime Minister does not even look at the Emperor properly, so he does not remember what the Emperor looks like?"

"How dare you!"

The youth pointed at her and began to scold her. His father stood there with his hands behind his back. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were cold.

"Even Liu Yang is a little afraid of me, but you are not afraid of death. If that's the case, then send it over in a moment. "

After the father and son pair left for a short while, two of them broke into the house and dragged her out one on the left and one on the right. She would start twisting her arms if she didn't obey him. It made her feel like she was going to be sold to a brothel.

The two women had extraordinary strength, and in just a few moments, they had stuffed her into a carriage. Duan Xiaohe was confused by the collision, but just as she got up, she was pushed down by another woman into the carriage. The other person's attitude was arrogant, and said that if the Prime Minister did not leave a message for her to give to others, would she be able to protect her face?

Giving it away?

Who the hell should he give it to?

Thinking about Liu Village and the fear of being exposed to the unknown, Duan Xiaohe almost fell apart from the torture. The two women said this nonchalantly. The other side of the conversation consisted of a perverted old man who liked to torture a young and handsome servant boy. As he said that, he also looked at her twice, which made Duan Xiaohe's hair stand on end.

"I'm a woman, a married woman. If you want me to go to the picket yard, don't tell me you want to send me there?"

The two wifes laughed until their branches trembled, "Can a man do that kind of thing comfortably? It's fine for a woman to wear men's clothing as well.

Dammit!

Duan Xiaohe's entire being was in a bad state, and his expression had even faded from fear. When the two women saw her expression, they smiled even more complacently. She had already married with false persuasion, so if she was more attentive and served her well, who knows if the old man would spare her life just because he was happy?

Your brother-in-law, you mean this old man has already killed quite a number of people?

Duan Xiaohe's heart thumped as she scolded the Prime Minister a thousand times in her heart. She thought that it would just be a matter of getting her head cut off. She didn't expect him to humiliate and torture her like this. She was simply as abnormal as that old man.

The horse carriage suddenly stopped, and Duan Xiaohe suddenly pounced on a woman. The old woman cried out and pinched the inside of her arm again, causing her to break out in a cold sweat.

The other woman hit her elbow and cursed in pain. Asking the coachman what was wrong with him, he didn't even get a reply.

The two granny looked at each other, one dragging Duan Xiaohe in the carriage, the other going out to take a look.

A moment later the woman outside said that the coachman had disappeared and that she did not know the way and asked what to do with this one. This one said he remembered the road, but he didn't know how to drive.

The two of them discussed for a while, then found a rope to tie Duan Xiaohe up, and stuffed the handkerchief in her mouth. Only then did the two of them sit outside, blocking the carriage and leaving Duan Xiaohe alone inside.

By the time she was stuffed into the carriage, the sky had already begun to darken. It was only the beginning of nightlife, and she was about to be sent to the side of the perverted old man. The capital did not have a curfew, so it was bustling with noise and excitement at night. Now that she heard the clamor outside, Duan Xiaohe could only hold back her tears.

Duan Xiaohe clenched her teeth, and her head slammed into the carriage, causing the woman to pinch's body. She was in so much pain that she was sweating profusely.

"Little hoof, you better calm down. Do you think people outside can hear you? Even if you blow your head off, no one will give you a second look. Do you know why? "Because this is the carriage of our Prime Minister's Estate, no one dares to stop it!"

Duan Xiaohe's heart turned cold. Could it be that her only life was left to be slaughtered?

The hubbub gradually receded as the carriage headed towards a grand house in an alley.

The old woman untied the rope, but the handkerchief was still stuffed into her mouth. She roughly pulled her down from the carriage and knocked on the two large doors in front of her.

Not long after, the door was opened. The old woman was rather dissatisfied, asking why the door was only opened after such a large meeting. Seeing that it was the Prime Minister's carriage, the man's tone of voice didn't change at all. He said that today was the birthday of his master and that they were all waiting at the gate, so there was no one by this door.

Duan Xiaohe cursed in her heart. Was this just a small door?

The rich people in the capital were really generous. Even her country gate could not be compared to the small gate in the alley.

The old woman dragged her in and followed the young servant around a corner. Then, she pointed at the house in front of them and said, "You can send her there. If the old master isn't drunk tonight, he'll probably be able to come."

The old woman put some silver into the servant's hand, "This girl has a lot of ideas, but she's pretty and does a good job of it. "The Prime Minister has told us to look carefully. Little brother, you have to put in a lot of effort."

Duan Xiaohe was stupefied, if the people of the Prime Minister's Estate still had to curry favor with this servant, then how big of an official was this abnormal old man?

The woman pushed him into the house, and then the sound of a lock could be heard outside. Duan Xiaohe removed the thing in her mouth, pushed on the door a few times, but did not push. She raised her foot and kicked twice, but it still did not have any effect. Her gaze moved to the window. Trying twice was futile. The room was large but lit only by a single candle. It was dark and unnerving to look at.

Someone grabbed her in the dim light. Duan Xiaohe's tiger body trembled and she subconsciously slapped her. They took her hand and even pulled her forward.

Duan Xiaohe felt goosebumps all over her body, she was so scared that her eyes were tightly shut as she bit onto the man's arm, and then used her hands and feet to fight with the man in front of him.

"It's me."

Her body trembled as she opened her eyes and realized that it was indeed Qin Rui.

Qin Rui let go of his hands and joked, "I was worried that you would be at a disadvantage, but I never expected that you would actually have this kind of ability."

"He stared at her with shining eyes, as if he had never seen her before." As expected, you still have to rely on your dressing to match your identity. It's really a shame to be a country woman. "

Duan Xiaohe was a little uncomfortable, "You came to save me?"

"He nodded and extended his palm towards her." "Follow me."

Duan Xiaohe only wanted to leave, and followed Qin Rui out of the house. Qin Rui jumped onto the roof with her in his arms, and with graceful movements, he emptied a space on the tiles above his head and carried her to the roof.

"Take off your clothes."

"What the hell?"

Qin Rui pointed to the muslin on her body, "This muslin layer is enough."

Duan Xiaohe did not think too much into it, and handed it over to him.

"Wait for me." Qin Rui gently leaped, and in the blink of an eye, he was no longer able to see anyone. Duan Xiaohe was confused, what was this? He wasn't going to escape the wolf's lair with her, so why did he run away first?

Gazing into the distance, she could see from the roof a small part of the bustling capital city that made her feel dazed and indistinct. The sound of the wind blowing on the courtyard nearby immediately pulled her mind back to reality. This was the birthday party of that perverted old man. She was still standing on his roof. If someone discovered her, would she be able to keep her life?

She steadied her legs and squatted down, but it was too hard for her to sense anything while trying to stabilize her body. Hence, when Qin Rui returned, he only saw her clawing at the rooftop and poking her bottom.

There was a woman on Qin Rui's shoulder, and he was wearing the light muslin that she had just taken off. Just as she was about to speak, Qin Rui signaled her to keep quiet and jumped into the house with the woman on his shoulder.

After a while, he came back up, recovered the tiles, and quickly left this place with Duan Xiaohe.

Qin Rui brought her to a courtyard somewhere, and once they landed, she anxiously asked: "Who did you send down?"

He looked up, "If they knew you ran away, I'm afraid no one in the entire Liu Village who is related to you will be able to live. "Unless you find someone to support you …"