exile? She emptied the emperor's private treasury and escaped from famine

What, buying her son? Didn't you buy those two cheap hooves? !

Wu really heard it right now, the greedy joy in her eyes was extinguished instantly, ah ah, that would be even more uncomfortable than killing her!

This time, it was her who opened Nan Zhiyun's hand and rushed towards Nan Shijie desperately.

"Master, please don't do it. That's our son! Your lifeblood. Master, if you agree, I, I might as well hit him to death..."

This twist is unexpected.

Aunt Sun and the daughter on the other side, who were still grieving, were suddenly shocked when they said goodbye. What, not buying them? Are you buying Wu, the son of the Wu family?

The change was so drastic that I was dumbfounded for a moment.

The big room and the fourth room all opened their mouths like the word "oh", they were quite shocked.

Just ask how big the world is, and there are all kinds of wonders!

"Wow, you don't have the skills of Long Yang, do you?" someone said out loud.

Xia Ziming stared at these people who were making random guesses: "What are you thinking? I have a younger sister who is not yet married. I just... lack a brother-in-law."

Xia Ruodan came over shyly and pulled his back very shyly: "Brother."

"Hey, it's time for men to get married, and it's time for women to get married. I'll make the decision for you."

Nan Shijie, who was silent, suddenly thought, he got fifty taels, his son still married? Think about it, it’s okay.

But what happened next shattered his beautiful fantasy.

"Dad, I don't want to marry, look who that woman is?"

Looking at the look on his father's face, Nan Zhilin knew that he was considering it and rushed over.

He pointed at the person and explained to his father: "Isn't she the woman who was played by Rong Bo that day in front of so many people for a bite of cake?"

The fire light danced, and Nan Shijie looked carefully and recognized who the woman behind Xia Ziming was, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Dad, if I marry her, wouldn't I be a bastard?" Nan Zhihan said with disgust.

For a moment, Xia Ruodan felt uncomfortable due to the overly surprised looks from everyone.

Xia Ziming hurriedly protected her behind him, and also disdainfully said to Nan Shijie's son who ran out:

"Hmph, my sister doesn't dislike you, but you dislike my sister. You don't even look at yourself. You have crippled hands and will be disabled for the rest of your life. Where can you find such a good thing?"

When he said this, everyone glanced at Nan Zhihan's unnaturally drooped hands, and they understood what it was like to be an elder brother. It's just right for a bastard to have mung beans, and it's not too much.

Wei Chuyu and the others laughed to death. This was the first time someone publicly accused Nan Zhihan of being a loser. Even Nan Zhihe couldn't help but punch the tip of his nose and smile.

Haha, relieve your anger.

The faces of Nan Shijie and his wife turned red and white. Nan Zhihan couldn't hide his hands and had nowhere to put them. He turned the color of pig liver with embarrassment and was very angry: "My hands will be fine, but your sister is so promiscuous." Impressive!"

Mrs. Wu also came over and held Nan Zhihan's hand, and said bitterly to the Xia brothers and sisters: "You two little beggars, how dare you talk about our Han'er. Some of our Han'er are so rare, so why don't you take a piss and look after yourselves?" Don’t even think about your virtue!”

Xia Ruodan's face turned pale, and Xia Ziming's face suddenly darkened. He retorted: "We are not exaggerating. Anyway, you are all reduced to selling your daughters. What's wrong with selling your sons?"

"Who do you think you are? In your county prince's palace, in your county prince's palace, do you think your son is a great figure in the county prince's palace? Or is he an official and a half-job after passing the imperial examination?"

"On his own, huh!"

Nan Zhihan and his parents were stunned by the scolding.

"There are still people who are curious, why are you pretending?" Xia Ziming spat, turned around and pulled his sister away.

Being told that their son was worthless, Nan Shijie's family felt like they had been stripped of their skins, and any rebuttal they made was hollow. If they couldn't stay any longer, the hawking naturally ended on bad terms.

Nan Shijie and his wife were so angry that they hiccupped when they returned home. They said some words of respect for their son but did not dare to raise their voices. They also cursed in a low voice, which made the old house angry.

The cave is somewhat deep, and a small, clear pool of water emerges from the cracks in the ground. A torch illuminates the place, and many people wash themselves in the water.

Wei Chuyu and others had prepared water by the pool early. They not only scrubbed, but also used bamboo toothbrushes dipped in salt to clean their mouths.

When it was almost over, Nan Zhihe came over and touched Wei Chu. He seemed to have something to say, and the two of them went to a secluded place.

"Chu Yu, you did another good thing today."

"Aunt Sun should not have married into our Nan family. She was married to someone else, and it was my third uncle who hindered her and she got into our Nan family."

Nan Zhihe said in Wei Chuyu's ear, and the two sat on a big rock together.

"Oh, is this happening? Do you know that I arranged it?"

In the dim light of the fire, Wei Chuyu looked at the man's dark, even more attractive eyes.

Nan Zhihe also looked at her and said, "It's not difficult to guess that Shen Cuihua has been in contact with them."

The endless darkness makes people lose a sense of reality and add a sense of confusion.

Their breaths were somewhat touching.

Wei Chuyu turned her face slightly and whispered: "I rescued Xia Ziming. He and his sister did not escape last time because they wanted to be our slaves and retaliate. I did not agree and asked them to go to the place of exile first."

"This time, I asked them to come forward," she admitted.

"Chu Yu, you decide whether they stay or go." Nan Zhihe looked at the woman without moving her eyes. She always surprised him, "You... did it cleverly."

"I just feel that if people can't survive, why do women have to pay the price?" Wei Chuyu turned to him and inadvertently asked her soul, "Am I too unconventional?"

"Not everyone is like them. We will not exchange Xue'er for anything." Nan Zhihe's voice was firm.

"As a last resort, we should go, but I won't sell myself and be separated from them."

Thinking that the boss had the same temperament, Wei Chuyu said: "Well, I know."

"So everyone sees it differently, and I have never felt that my daughter's family should be looked down upon."

"Nan Zhihe, can you let me see your injuries?"

"I know some Qihuang techniques."

For such a long time, Wei Chuyu took the medicine based on appearances, without specifically checking the extent of Nan Zhihe's injuries. She clearly used the spirit spring to assist, but it was too slow, so it was better to find someone right now. Chance……

"Chu Yu, in the Wei family, do they all treat you like this? Framing your reputation?" Nan Zhihe said suddenly, looking at her intently.

Wei Chuyu was startled.

"No way, that was before I was seven years old. They found the jade pendant and bracelet that were missing in my boudoir. They thought I had stolen something and drove me to the temple. They didn't continue to frame me."

Wei Chuyu denied it naughtily, but it made people imagine the bitterness even more.

At a young age, he became homeless.

"But, I didn't do anything, I didn't steal anything."

This is what the original owner remembers, being bullied, framed, and punished in all kinds of ways.

Wei Chuyu suddenly raised her red lips and looked at the man with an intriguing look in her eyes: "No, I stole something, but I don't know if it was successful?"

Regarding her riddle, Nan Zhihe was curious: "What makes you feel that you haven't succeeded yet?"

Wei Chuyu smiled and said two words: "Stealing the heart."

She blinked: "I wonder if I'm done?"