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

Sure enough, at first glance, it looked like a cult ritual, and Wei Chuyu felt that something was wrong: "Witch."

Beside her, the child Nan Zhixue, who was poisoned by the witch, had one ear covered by Wei Chuyu and Cheng.

Two big hands stretched out from behind and covered Nan Zhixue's eyes.

"Is it the second brother?"

Child Nan Zhixue tilted his head back, and the blind man touched the elephant. He touched the eyes of his second brother Nan Zhize and covered him: "Don't look at anything inappropriate, and you can't look at it either."

Nan Zhize: "..."

"My hair is almost up to my crown, so there's no need..."

"Xue'er, cover it tighter." Wei Chuyu hooked her lips and removed Nan Zhixue's ears and said.

Don't lead innocent boys to bad things if you don't lead them.

The little girl said loudly in a childish voice: "Okay."

Oops, Nan Zhize's eyes were covered tightly, so she just listened to her sister-in-law?

Nan Zhihe looked at their chaotic posture and covered his aching forehead with his hand. What a sin.

The female prisoners were trembling, with their necks lowered and their heads lowered. Nan Yufang's eyes were wandering back and forth, and she would be as frightened as she was on whomever her eyes rested on.

Nan Yufang was satisfied with what she saw and told them not to take her words seriously. Did she get a taste of it now?

Nan Yufang smiled evilly. She liked this the most, the feeling of controlling other people's destiny, just like the servants in the prince's palace who despised her behind her back, but were also jealous of her and afraid of her.

Among the female prisoners who have been selected, those officials have already been selected, but what’s the point of that? Even without her, they could enjoy these women.

This is not okay, she wants to let them know how important her existence is!

After a while, it seemed that no one was willing.

Nan Yufang smiled and clapped her hands.

Tonight they were resting in a farm-style inn. The yard was not only big enough to accommodate everyone, but the officials headed by Rong Bo sat in a row, and in front of them were chickens and ducks cooked by farmers, which was a sumptuous meal.

Two officers brought a table full of steamed buns and even steamed buns, each big and steaming.

The prisoner's eyes widened, this was even more appetizing than the officer who couldn't touch it.

Nan Yufang said: "Did you see it? Whoever wants it can take it away."

At this time, a woman stepped forward from the crowd. Her face was dirty, but she smiled flatteringly: "Isn't it just to accompany the official? I am willing."

Wei Chuyu heard someone scolding him for being shameless, but it was of no use to this person, because this woman was the same woman who saved Xia Ziming in the woodshed and served Rong Bo when he was brought back.

These days, she is often seen around officials.

Another female voice asked: "Are you here to serve me?"

"To serve those who don't serve, just to tease the bad guys and give them some fun." Nan Yufang fanned the handkerchief in her hand.

A few more hesitantly came out, all of them hungry.

Wei Chuyu knew them. She had been teased by Rong Bo with steamed buns earlier, like a dog fish trying to grab food.

Of course, there are also new entrants, especially when they see that Nan Yufang and her daughter have recovered and become half-free, they are naturally tempted to do so.

As these people left, the tight bodies of the remaining female prisoners were able to relax slightly, especially Nan Zhiyun among them. Her family could not afford any money, and she was frightened to death when her name was called.

In the past, I was educated and educated, and I came from a county prince's palace. How could I accept these people?

Those women did not sit next to the officials as soon as they left. Instead, Nan Yufang took them to a room.

Everyone looked curiously.

When everyone comes out of the house one by one, who has not combed his hair and washed his face, put a little makeup on his face, and has a red flower on his head?

If the prison clothes were changed, it would be even more interesting.

Wei Chuyu was sitting far away, and suddenly the hot wind blew by, and he could smell the low-quality powder on their bodies.

These women have recently become swarthy, and the official officials don't like them that much. Nan Yufang dressed them up lightly, and their eyes were stunned, and they found it interesting.

They all sat upright and pulled the girl anxiously.

"Come, come to me!"

"This little look of love..."

At this critical moment, Wei Chuyu's vision suddenly darkened.

Who, who turned on the light? !

A pair of long, slender palms covered her thin, shiny eyelids.

"Don't look, dirty eyes." A man's magnetic voice came from behind.

"Ah, what are they going to do?" Wei Chuyu said in a naughty tone.

Nan Zhihe stared at the black hair on the back of her head, and an indescribable faint fragrance lingered in his nose.

Behind her, the man's face that she couldn't see read: I think you did it on purpose.

"Chu Yu, be obedient." The man's final voice was somewhat coaxing.

The women were served by a few official servants who were in charge. They stayed with them, ate with them, joked with them, and were teased in various ways.

As soon as the strong fragrance came, it overshadowed the smell of sweat. The official held them in his arms and plunged into the gentle countryside. They were all like drunk in a brothel, with the spring breeze blowing on their faces.

Even Rong Bo was surrounded by the two most handsome female prisoners.

Nan Yufang even asked people with dancing skills to dance in front of all the officials. The officials seemed to be enjoying the high treatment and were naturally happy.

Some of the prisoners admired it, but most of them couldn't stand the absurdity.

It was like arriving at a land of fireworks, it was full of smoke and smoke, and the whole family was there, so they hurriedly took their families back to their rooms.

What's all this?

Third Master Nan and Fourth Master Nan also rolled their sleeves in anger. The eldest sister was completely shameless. Even the madam had done it, and they still wanted to be human!

The old lady was also angry and resentful, beating her chest, how could she have given birth to such a thing.

The whole family hurriedly left with their heads down and frustrated.

Nan Zhiyun also wanted to follow her family, but she was left behind. Before she took a few steps, she was blocked by Ding Bai and was not allowed to leave.

It was also at this time that she saw her aunt talking to Chatou Rongbo.

Chan nodded his head at her, and Nan Yufang also looked at her, smiling with ulterior motives.

Nan Zhiyun's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she felt a very bad sense of crisis.

This sense of crisis was quickly verified, because her aunt came to tell her in person: "Rong Bo has fallen in love with you, and my aunt will make the decision for you tonight..."

Nan Zhiyun was like a thunderbolt from the blue. She could no longer listen to the words that followed, so she turned around and ran away.

But this bad luck did not end. Nan Zhiyun returned to her family, and Nan Yufang also appeared later.

She smiled brightly and said to her father, who was also her biological brother: "Shi Jie, don't you think Han'er's hand can be cured by a doctor?"

"I do have a chance, and I can guarantee that although you won't be able to provide enough food and clothing in the future, you won't be too hungry."

The master of the third room saw that her eyes were always on Nan Zhiyun, so how could he not understand: "You want me to take over your daughter?"

Nan Yufang still smiled: "Yes, brother, this is our Yun'er's good fortune, but she is favored by a bad boss, don't you disagree?"

Nan Yufang's words were full of threats and inducements.

How come you can live well with three or four bedrooms, but you have to sink into the mud and become dirty just to survive?

Nan Yufang's heart was already unbalanced and twisted.

How could she alone be enough for Rong Bo? He was not a devoted lover. No matter how she dressed up, she was still old, so she might as well take the initiative to mention it to the picky Rong Bo and force him to send Zhiyun away.