Dandere General and his Lord

Mo Qiaosheng lowered his head slightly, his eyes filled with smiles.

But his smile suddenly froze.

Someone is coming, he said.

He took Cheng Qianye's hand and prepared to leave here.

A team of soldiers appeared on the mountainside, with as many as thirty or forty people, just blocking their way.

This team of sergeants was not a Quanjun, but they were not soldiers of the Jin State either. They were wearing strange black leather armor, holding spears and carrying bows and arrows.

It is the costume of a surfer who fights on the water all year round.

The leading general, seeing the two of them, waved his hand without saying a word: Take it!

Mo Qiaosheng took out his waist knife, leaned forward, and protected Cheng Qianye behind him.

Qiaosheng. Cheng Qianye held his arm and shook his head.

There were too many people on the other side, and Mo Qiaosheng was seriously injured. Cheng Qianye couldn't just watch him die.

She took a step forward, clasped her fists in salute, and said to the general, Is the general under the command of Duke Wei Heng of the State of Wei? The next one is a member of the Jin army. Yesterday, our department was raided by the Quan Rong, so we are scattered here. You and I are two. The country is the ally of the Communist Party against the Quanjun.

The man said: I don't care what kind of friendly troops are friendly or not, I will search their bodies, tie them up, and escort them back to talk about it.

Two soldiers walked out behind him, pushing Cheng Qianye very rudely, and taking out the hemp rope, he was about to tie Cheng Qianye.

Mo Qiaosheng was so angry that he couldn't help resisting. A dozen soldiers rushed up and finally pinned him to the ground.

His collar unraveled in the tug, revealing the slave print on his back shoulder.

The leader looked at him and said coldly, It turned out to be a slave, kill him.

Wait a minute, don't kill him. Cheng Qianye stood in front of him, I am Cheng Qianyu, Marquis of Jinyue, show me your master.

Although it is very passive to say your identity, if you don't say it, once you are searched, the consequences will be disastrous. And Hashimoto is an ordinary slave, and it is very likely that he will be killed just like that.

Are you the Marquis of Jinyue?

The man looked at Cheng Qianye up and down, and seeing that she was dressed in luxurious clothes and beautiful accessories, he didn't dare to slack off. In the end, Mianqiáng saluted her, only tied her and Mo Qiaosheng's hands, and drove them all the way down the mountain to the banks of the Wo River.

There were several tall warships parked on the river, with the flag of Weiguo on the boat.

Cheng Qianye and Mo Qiaosheng were escorted onto the warship and went down the Jishui all the way.

After traveling for a day and a night, the boat entered a huge lake water system, and just stopped. Cheng Qianye estimated that they had arrived at Onozawa in the Wei Kingdom.

Along the way, the soldiers on the ship neither spoke to them nor asked her anything. After landing, she was detained in a shabby house, which also had necessities such as mattresses and buckets, and even some books, ink, and a guzheng.

But there were sturdy railings on the windows, and the solid gates were locked. There is a small mouth under the door, and three meals a day are delivered from that mouth on time. Apparently she was being held as a prisoner.

Cheng Qianye grabbed the railing of the window and looked out, and happened to see the stables not far away.

Mo Qiaosheng raised his hands and was tied to a post on the stable. He could neither lie down nor sit, but could only stand there leaning against the post.

Although Cheng Qianye's diet is not very elegant, he is guaranteed to have three meals a day. But since being detained for two days, she has never seen anyone deliver even rough food to Mo Qiaosheng.

Chapter 30

The one who came to deliver meals to Cheng Qianye every day was an old soldier, with a vicissitudes of life, thin and taciturn.

When it was time for dinner, he used those dry hands to pass the food in through the door, and then took back the tableware from the previous meal. During this process, no matter what Cheng Qianye asked him, he remained silent.

This time, when he handed in the food, before he could withdraw his hand, Cheng Qianye grabbed his wrist.

Help me bring some food to the slave in the stable. Cheng Qianye didn't wait for him to break free, and immediately said his request.

A warm jade pendant was stuffed into the rough and deformed hand from all day's work.

Cheng Qianye held his hand and whispered through the door, Please, find him something to eat, he will also die. It's not difficult, please.

The hand hesitated for a while, and finally gathered his fingers and hid the jade pendant in his sleeve.

Cheng Qianye clawed at the railing of the window and looked out.

After a while, I finally saw the old soldier come to the stable with a bowl.

He looked around and made sure that no one was paying attention, then he lifted Mo Qiaosheng's face and fed the bowl of liquid food to Mo Qiaosheng.

He whispered something in Mo Qiaosheng's ear, and hurriedly put away the bowl and left.

Mo Qiaosheng raised his head, and his eyes met Cheng Qianye in the window.

Cheng Qianye put his hands around his mouth and said a few words with his mouth.

Cheer up, Hashimoto!

Although he knew that Mo Qiaosheng couldn't hear him, Cheng Qianye believed that he would understand what he meant.

Mo Qiaosheng looked at her for a moment, then turned his face away.

A thick stream of fallen leaves rose from his beautiful azure blue. Emotional colors that represent anxiety, guilt and powerlessness.

This little fool is guilty of not being able to protect me. Cheng Qianye thought. Even though he was in such a situation, he still only cared about me, the lord.

I must

Try to escape from here without letting Hashimoto get hurt again.

Cheng Qianye began to carefully observe the environment outside the window. She found that the room where she was being held belonged to a gorgeous and magnificent palace complex, located in a corner outside the building.

There is a high possibility that he is now in the palace of Yao Hong, the king of Wei.

On the opposite side of the stables, servants and servants come and go from time to time, bringing out or returning all kinds of famous horses and horses.

Sometimes some richly dressed nobles will come to the stables in person.

Among them, a young woman caught Cheng Qianye's attention.

She never wears the complex attire that is common among women nowadays, such as the Qu Ru skirt.

Every time he appeared, he acted in a flamboyant and grand manner.

She came to the stable from time to time, ordered a BMW she liked, let the groom take it out, and immediately got on the horse and led the crowd away.

Cheng Qianye heard that people respectfully called her Princess Tianxiang.

Among the memories that Cheng Qianye inherited, there is a memory about this princess, who is Yao Tianxiang, the only direct sister of Duke Wei Heng Yao Hong.

This Princess Tianxiang was once married to Duke Zhuang of Lu from a neighboring country. Who knew that Duke Zhuang of Lu, who was over fifty years old, died of illness less than a year after the marriage.

Mrs. Ji, the mother of Duke Wei Heng, could not bear to see her only daughter young and widowed, and took her back to Wei, intending to choose another good son-in-law for her.

Cheng Qianye leaned against the Xuan window and quietly watched the woman in red who was jumping off the horse.

The beautiful woman put the reins in the hands of a young groom, took advantage of the horse's body to block everyone's sight, reached out and pinched the buttocks of the fit young man.

The man lowered his head, blushing and led the horse away.

This is already the third one, Cheng Qianye thought, the third man with pink bubbles facing the princess.

Interesting, maybe I can try to find a breakthrough in this princess.

She sat in front of the guzheng in the house, adjusted the strings, calmed down, flipped her fingers, and played the song Feng Qiuhuang.

There was no movement at the door.

Cheng Qianye made persistent efforts and played Sauvignon Blanc with all his heart. Still doesn't work.

In the end, she had an idea and played the theme song A Laugh in the Sea by Xiaoao Jianghu.

After a while, a woman's cold and clear voice came from outside the door: Open the door.

The guard guarding the gate said in fear: Princess can't be, this person is...

Go away! This princess is going in. Do you dare to stop me?

With a bang, the door was opened from the outside, and a bright woman in red stepped through the door.

She lit the whip in her hand, sat down on a chair, and looked at Cheng Qianye with a half smile.

Tell me, what's the matter with me?

Cheng Qianye got up, straightened his clothes, and saluted respectfully.

Occasionally see the princess's face, startled as a god, ask your heart a song, invite you to meet, and understand lovesickness.

The piano is good, but the words are very false. Yao Tianxiang's beautiful mouth twitched, I suggest you have something to say, I don't have time to spend time with you here.

Cheng Qianye raised his head and stabbed straight in: I heard that Duke Wei Heng intends to choose a son-in-law for the princess, but he is not talented, and is shy to be the king of Jin.

Yao Tianxiang sneered: Now that you are a prisoner under the order, how dare you say that you will marry me?

Because of this, I want to use the power of the princess to free both of you and me.

What do you mean?