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I was confused, and kicked me with one foot. I winced, and heard a low female voice say, "Ten taels of silver."

"Old Lady Zhou, a little more, a little more. 10 taels of silver isn't enough for us brothers to get on the flowerboat?"

I had never known someone who could be so cheap. In the end, he bought me twelve taels of silver, turned over his face in disgust and said, "Seeing that she's so sick, I still have to grab medicine for her to eat. I've suffered a loss, but my looks are not bad.

I was sold. Dazed and bitter herbs poured in and squeezed into the flatbed with several women.

In my memory, it was always going.

It had been a long time since someone had suffered so much. After being befuddled by the rain for a few days, they had become extremely haggard.

Of course, along the way, there were some people who went down. It was said that Grandma Zhou had sold all the way to the northwest. As long as someone was willing to pay a high price, she would give it to them.

I was so sick that I thought I would sell it to her, but she didn't sell it to me for the last few days. The woman beside me continued to cry and said fearfully, "When we reach the northwest, we will sell it to the Lang Teng. The men there are all scary, with wolf-like faces and tiger-like bodies."

I opened my eyes and saw that she was crying until she was curled up. Suddenly, I couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to tug at her clothes. "Don't cry. Women's tears are very precious."

How far was this sentence? He had owed her so much, and yet she had paid it back in such a pathetic manner.

A few people were hugging each other. Everyone was terrified, afraid, and no one knew about the future. No one would think well of them.

I think the worst possible outcome would be death. No matter how you die, how you die, how you die, how can you think about so much? He wasn't even afraid of death, so how could he be afraid of facing the raging waves of fate?

Maybe I wanted to see if there were any other possibilities in my life.

I wanted to tell myself that this was the hardship and suffering of my life, that I felt it everywhere in the palace, that I felt a great deal of silence, that I had to experience these unknown fears and hardships, that I knew what life had been like before.

My lord, I hate you, but I am beginning to get over it.

Would anyone know about my departure, my disappearance, would anyone say that I had just been killed, or would someone not believe me and keep looking for me?

I don't know, I don't know anything, I'm so sick I can't keep my eyes open, I just keep on going every day, like an animal on a cart, on its way to the northwest under the rain and the sun.

Northwest, such a distant place, I once thought that I would come to the Northwest to be with someone else. In the end, I came, but this is the way of suffering.

The sky was scorching blue, and white clouds floated like cotton. The cool wind blew from the green and gave off some of the heat. The shade came in large patches, covering the grassland, which had also turned dark green. After a while, it was blown away by the sun, and it was almost possible to see that they were chasing each other as if they were playing a game. White sheep and goats were nestling on the grass, while cattle were lazily looking up and also sleeping on the grass.

If it wasn't an illness, if it wasn't an identity of being sold, then it would be even better.

After walking for a few more days, they had finally arrived in the northwest. The number of people had also increased. The women became more and more frightened, and their eyes were like that of a mouse that had been filled with fear all day.

For so long, no one has come to find me. Do you all think that I died in Lian City?

Madame Zhou let us sit in the sheepfold, and in the middle of the night there were people from the northwest guarding us, who wanted to puke at the smell of blood. The sky was dark and still, and the bright stars were so close and bright that it felt like we could reach out and touch them.

They were getting closer and closer to him.

In the middle of the night, there was a woman who started crying, causing everyone to be thrown into disarray. Grandma Zhou came out of a room, cursing as she took a whip. "What kind of a short life ghost is crying?! It's so noisy that I can't sleep, so I'll definitely beat you up and sell you out."

"Don't hit me." Her whimpering voice trembled as she said, "Aunty Zhou, don't hit me. Please let me go. My brother is a small official in the northwest. Please let me go. My brother will definitely thank you."

I also hoped that it would work. If it could, I would call Xia Junchang and release all these women. But Lu Yao's caution told me that some identities shouldn't be mentioned so easily.

Old Lady Zhou changed her smile. "Really? It's even a small official. "

"Yes, Auntie Zhou, since you're being merciful, please let me go."

"Hmph, I made this fortune doing this business. If I, as a government official, knew about it, I would have gone to see the ancestors in advance." She said a few words in the Northwest tongue, and from somewhere, two robust men of the Northwest came out and dragged her out.

After a while, a shrieking female voice could be heard, "No, no..."

Even if I was calm, I would still feel afraid, let alone them.

Madame Zhou looked at us again. "Is there anyone else who would say that they already have someone here?"

They all shook their heads and didn't dare to say anything else.

The woman didn't come back, the woman next to her said she was dead, and I wasn't afraid of death, but I didn't want to risk my life here, I didn't want to die in such a dirty deal, I wasn't in good health, so I decided to pretend to be sick. I had to run, and only after escaping can I live.

Old Lady Zhou really hated me, so she kicked my feet and said, "How about seeing how delicate your flesh is, I'll sell you earlier. I thought that you would sell it to Langton for a good price, but you're a worrisome person. You'll only get me if you want to die. I'm not going to do a loss-making business." As I spoke, I downed a large bowl of herbs.

The bitterness made me want to vomit. I drank it, and then I puked it all out. No matter how weak I was, I pretended to be weak.

Only in this way can I protect myself. Although I'm not familiar with this place and I don't understand the words here, I'm still considered to be an experienced person. I can still see that kind of thing in a man's eyes. The two men who were guarding us were not good people, and they watched us like wolves every day.

As soon as they left, the two men from Northwest China came closer. Their eyes were filled with a dark lust, and they spoke in a somewhat harsh but understandable tone, "You are about to sell to Lang Teng. Lang Teng's people are not human. If you obediently obey us, we will have you from Zhou Ya."

He was waiting for someone to take the initiative to move into his arms, and then he went to discuss it with his companions.

The ladies all started to cry. I remembered Lu Yao's three chicken wheels coming up on stage. Women aren't that weak, are they? If he sent two women to stall them, wouldn't it be very difficult for them to capture the rest before they scattered? But how can I say that to let other women go out into their arms?

The two men approached lecherously. However, when they were about to approach, they heard a sound from the wooden gate. They quickly retracted their hands, not daring to act rashly.

"How troublesome." Madame Zhou scolded as she walked in. "Didn't you say there was nothing wrong? "Outside, the Third Marquis of the Northwest has been doing his best to check on the situation. He can't enter and leave the mansion as he pleases, and he's still checking on the women. All of these women are trouble."

In the end, the heart that was raised was finally let go.

Today is a safe day, but I have to escape, I can't wait any longer. I don't think I have that kind of luck, if I had, I would have ended up like this.

The Third Marquis was investigating whether or not they had received news from the capital. He hoped that they had. If they could meet once, they would be very happy.

Maybe it was because I was sick and had always been useless, but they had let go of me, too. When I went with another woman, there was only one man watching.

I drew a big stick and hid it behind me. Then I pulled off some of the woman's clothes, and she didn't dare to object. She just looked at me in horror.

I nodded to her and told her to go out first.

Perhaps it was because her clothes were half-open, but the moment she left, the man stared at her like a hungry wolf, swallowing his saliva and speaking the Northwest language.

I was behind the woman and he couldn't even look at me anymore. She was quite smart, so she pulled off the clothes on one of her shoulders, revealing half of her snow-white shoulders. She walked even faster.

I lifted the big stick and hit him on the head with all my strength, and it hurt so much.

He looked back at me, his eyes wide, and I trembled with fear. This bear of a man, this blow, perhaps, was nothing.

He reached out to touch his brain, and then a fierce light flashed in his eyes. His fists were tightly clenched.

Suddenly he fell to the ground, and the woman had crouched down and grabbed his feet and pulled hard, and in that moment the stick in my hand went down again, and again, and again, and again, and again, blood splattered my face, and I don't know what it was like, but finally the woman pulled me away.

Each of them had a bigger stick, and they took advantage of the darkness to return to the sheepfold. The two ambushed him and knocked him down from the back, knocking their heads desperately without knocking anything. They opened the door of the circle, loosened the ropes on the women's hands, and sneaked out.

There were only two guards, but we all knew that there were quite a few men who wanted to escape. Everyone wanted to escape, but they were forced to the point where they had no place to retreat to.

They ran in all directions. In the endless prairie, they could only hear their own heartbeats and the frightened sound of the hooves of horses, or the screams of women who had been caught.

I don't want to be caught. I just keep running with my feet. The endless grassland has no direction, and people can never outrun horses. When I hear the sound of a horse behind me, it means that someone is chasing after me.

As for me, I was feeling some despair.