The queen of the last days became a maid and just wanted to lie down

Before Xu Yao said that, Pei Shuo was already in a state of a walking corpse.

He didn't care if others humiliated, beat or scolded him.

This was the punishment he deserved. If he had not been soft-hearted and made a mistake he should not have made, the Third Prince would not have been able to catch him, leading to his mother's tragic death and his sister's trafficking and disappearance.

Even if he died, how could he have the face to face the ancestors of the Pei family?

But Xu Ya's words made his heart beat again.

He can't die yet, he must find his father and ask him what exactly happened in this battle?

He took the dagger given by Xu Yao and threatened the slave owner.

Not only did he bring horses, he also forced these people to make way for him.

He dragged the slave owner onto the horse and hung him on it. The people behind him hesitated for a moment before catching up with him.

It doesn’t matter if the slaves run away, but if something happens to the slave owners, I’m afraid they will not have a good ending.

The thugs behind him were chasing him relentlessly. Pei Shuo jumped off his horse halfway through his run and asked the slave owner to tie him to the horse and run in another direction. He then changed direction, took many turns, and dragged his lame leg to the South City that Xu Yao mentioned.

But Xu Yao was not there. Pei Shuo gasped for breath, and kept looking at all the passers-by, confirming again and again where Xu Yao was.

But the city was under martial law at that time, and only a few people were walking on the street.

Seeing Pei Shuo in such an embarrassing state, everyone dispersed nervously and did not dare to approach.

Pei Shuo was confused and wondered if he was late or if Xu Yao had lied to him?

He hoped that what Xu Yao said was true, that his father was still alive, and he had to leave here and find an answer.

Xu Yao's words were his hope and he could never lie about them.

Just as he was getting anxious, he heard hurried footsteps behind him.

A group of people surrounded him. They were thugs from the slave market. They quickly discovered Pei Shuo's method of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, and chased after him.

The slave owner rode on his horse, commanding his thugs, and shouted to Pei Shuo, "Catch this crippled man. If I don't cripple his other leg today, I won't be called Zhao."

As they spoke, the thugs rushed over. There were more than a dozen of them in total, so it was easy for them to deal with Pei Shuo.

Pei Shuo's two fists were no match for four hands, and he had been hungry for a long time, so he lacked strength and was soon knocked to the ground by those people.

Those people beat him up and arrested him.

Pei Shuo was beaten so badly that his face was bruised and blood was coming out of his mouth.

The slave owner dismounted his horse, walked up to him, and spat at him. "I've been in Ghost Eye City for so long, and no one has ever dared to spit at me. Today I'm going to cut off your tongue, so that you will never be able to spit again in your life."

As he said this, he grabbed Pei Shuo's chin, tried to pry open his mouth, pull out his tongue, and cut off his tongue.

Seeing that Pei Shuo was unable to move and the knife was about to fall on Pei Shuo's tongue, the slave owner laughed happily, his eyes full of cruelty and excitement.

At the critical moment, an arrow pierced the slave owner's throat.

The slave owner was stunned for a moment and wanted to say something, but no sound came out of his throat. Finally, he fell straight to the ground and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

The thugs looked over in horror, and a man wearing a bamboo hat walked out from the darkness. The man said in a cold and hard voice, "If you don't want to die, get out of here."

Those thugs are only doing their jobs for money. They can beat people up, but they dare not fight with their lives.

What's more, the slave owner is already dead, so what's the point of fighting?

They immediately let go of Pei Shuo and fled in all directions.

Xu Yao walked up to Pei Shuo and asked him coldly, "Can you still stand up?"

Pei Shuo was tired and hungry, his whole body ached, his face was bruised and swollen, and he looked extremely miserable.

He endured the pain and slowly got up from the ground.

He was very tall, about 1.8 meters. Xu Yao was obviously much shorter than him, but when Pei Shuo stood in front of Xu Yao, he felt very weak.

Xu Yao nodded, "Since you are here, follow me."

After saying this, Xu Yao picked the man up and mounted him on the horse.

She rode her horse to the gate of South City and someone asked her who she was.

Xu Yao got a token from somewhere and showed it to the man. "I'm here to do my job, get out of the way."

When the people guarding the city heard the token from the Palace Front Office, they were so frightened that they dared not speak. They immediately opened the gate and let her leave the city.

Xu Yao rode away on her horse, and Pei Shuo held her waist so that he did not fall off the horse.

After riding for an unknown amount of time, the two men arrived at a river.

Xu Yao got off the horse and threw a set of clothes to Pei Shuo. "Go wash in the river and come over for dinner later."

Pei Shuo smelled the unpleasant odor on himself and nodded awkwardly.

Xu Yao found some firewood by the river and started a fire. Sparks started to burn, and she grilled some dried meat on the fire and baked some hard cakes.

After baking, the pancake finally became softer.

Pei Shuo took a long time to wash before coming over. He was so dirty, covered in mud.

The river is calm and peaceful under the moonlight.

After he washed it, except for the tattoo on his face, looking from the left side, he was still the unrestrained and carefree Prince Pei in the capital.

Xu Yao threw him a piece of dried meat and asked him to eat first.

After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he was given a small package.

The package contained maps, money, and household registration passes.

"You can take these things to Beichen, and then go find a man named Wang Muzhi in Beicheng. He can help you find information about your father."

"Is my father really still alive?"

Xu Yao nodded, this was really not a lie to him.

When she was interrogating He Hufa, she learned from him that Yuan Qingzong's people also participated in this battle.

They were the ones who kidnapped the Duke of Zhenguo, but they did not kill him. Instead, they secretly took him to Beichen.

As for where exactly they were going, He Hufa didn't know either. He only knew that this matter was handled by a man named Wang Muzhi.

Wang Muzhi is an official appointed by the imperial court of Beichen. Xu Yao does not intend to get involved in this muddy water, but this does not prevent her from selling this news to Pei Shuo, giving him the motivation to survive.

After Xu Yao finished saying this, he lay down on his side to rest.

She plans to take a rest and set off again tomorrow.

Pei Shuo looked at her back, clenched the map in his hand, and remained speechless for a long time.

The clothes he was wearing were the cleanest he had worn in a long time, and he was almost forgetting what it felt like to be clean.

"Why are you helping me?"

Pei Shuo finally asked this question. The two of them were not related at all. What reason did the other party have to take the risk to help a wanted criminal of the imperial court?

Xu Yao lay there with his eyes closed, and asked him, "Why did you set up a longevity tablet for me?"

Pei Shuo thought for a moment and said, "It's just to repay you for the wealth you gave me that day."

"Then do you regret setting up this tablet for me? If it weren't for this tablet, you wouldn't have been reported and the Third Prince wouldn't have caught you."

Unexpectedly, Pei Shuo paused and said, "You misunderstood. This matter is not a handle. After all, no one can prove that those two words are for you. Qing Mo is just a servant, and what he said can't prove anything. I know very well that the Third Prince wants to take action against me, and this matter is just one of his excuses."

Even if the person on the tablet is not Zhang Yao, I am afraid that the Third Prince can make Qing Mo call a horse a zebra.