A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

"This is my food, you can't steal it!"

The village chief and Wen Meijiu knew what these people were doing, but the villagers were not very clear. When they saw the men in black coming, they thought they were going to rob them and were all scared.

This is the journey to escape famine. Without food, let alone escape, we will starve to death on the road within three days.

Even if every household is afraid, they will try their best to protect their own food, which is the family's livelihood in the future.

"Go away!"

The more the men in black acted, the tighter the villagers held on, and physical contact was inevitable.

Some women who suffered losses were fierce, such as Liu Kerong. When the family had no food left and the remaining bags containing clothes were snatched away and searched, she became angry.

While holding it tightly in his arms, he angrily cursed at Wen Meijiu:

"You useless little girl, aren't you looking for someone to protect us?

Where are you when we need you?"

The guards dared not act rashly, because the men in black were looking for them. If they were discovered, everyone here would be buried with them.

Wen Meijiu didn't want to move at first, but the villagers were kept in the dark, and it was natural for them to be afraid and worried. If this continued, things would only get worse. It would be better to let them check it out quickly. If they couldn't find any problems, the matter would be over.

Just then, Liu Kerong was cursing, so she instructed her mother, jumped off the carriage and headed towards Liu Kerong.

A slap landed on Liu Kerong's face, and Wen Meijiu angrily said to her:

“Who are you scolding?

The gentleman just wants to see what's inside, why are you covering it up?

This is just a piece of junk. Don't say you won't give it to them. Even if you give it away for free, they still won't appreciate it. Take it out now."

He suddenly snatched the bundle from Liu Kerong's arms and stuffed the warm wine into the black-clad man's arms.

"Look, look carefully."

"This girl is a good person. Why are you yelling?"

The man in black was very satisfied with Wen Meijiu's behavior. He opened the bag happily and shook out everything inside.

Finding nothing, the man in black turned to check the next person.

This incident attracted the attention of the leader in black. When Wen Meijiu was about to turn around, he was stopped by the leader in black.

"Wait a minute."

Wen Meijiu was not in a hurry. He slowly turned around and faced the leader in black, neither humble nor arrogant.

The black-clothed leader looked at Wen Meijiu, walked around her, and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"How do you know, as a little girl, that we are inspecting and not stealing things?"

Since Wen Meijiu dared to stand up, he must have thought about how to answer his questions.

Wen Meijiu pointed to the grain in front of him that was pierced by the knife and said:

"If you really want to rob something, just take it away directly. Why waste food? Isn't this unnecessary?"

The black-clothed leader looked in the direction Wen Meijiu pointed. There, grain was scattered all over the ground. A fellow villager was squatting on the ground, crying and gathering the grain together.

This did not seem to convince the black-clad leader, so he turned around and asked:

"Little girl, I heard that there are fierce bandits in the nearby mountains. You have brought so much food, but you haven't encountered them?"

What's the point of having so much food? The villagers only have this much food left, and they're still being tortured like this. He definitely wasn't asking this out of concern for them.

Looking at this group of people, they are all wearing the same uniform clothes, and even the swords in their hands are forged very well. They must be officials' family.

This coincides with the person that the little bandit wanted to inform, so it should be them.

Wen Meijiu fired at the men in black, but did not find anyone dressed as a bandit. He thought that the little bandit must have been left behind. Even if he was brought here, there would be no need and no time for him to change into uniform clothes.

The officials and the bandits were in collusion, so they must have known that the bandits had been wiped out by them.

There is no village in front and no shop behind, and there is no other living resistance force. The men in black suspect that they will be the first to bear the brunt of the attack.

They check not only to see if there are any suspicious people, but also to see if there are any bandits' belongings among the villagers, so as to determine whether they are innocent or enemies.

The food was easy to deal with. When Young Master Wang had someone deliver it, she asked the village chief to send people to move it away. The key was the money and valuables taken from the bandit's lair. She couldn't be sure which one the man in black might recognize.

Fortunately, she put it into the space in advance when no one was paying attention.

“Never met.”

Wen Meijiu had thought of what to say and answered naturally.

The leader in black had a look of disbelief on his face. All the people were dead. If it wasn’t them, who else would have this ability?

Suddenly, the black-clad leader grabbed Wen Meijiu's wrist, flipped it up, and pulled it towards his face.

"Don't be rude!"

At this time, a black shadow flew to Wen Meijiu and put the sword on the neck of the leader in black.

Wen Meijiu and the black-clothed leader looked at the flying black shadow. It was Prince Wang.

With a "bang", all the men in black drew their swords. The cold light flashed, which was a bit scary. The villagers were all silent, and the dangerous atmosphere was about to break out.

"Let her go."

Prince Wang's voice was low and intimidating, which attracted the attention of the leader in black.

The black-clad leader did not let go of Wen Meijiu's wrist. He glanced sideways at Prince Wang with a strong suspicion in his eyes.

"who are you?"

Wen Meijiu felt that Prince Wang should not stand up, as things had not yet gotten out of control.

By doing this, he made everyone passive.

He came to her on his own initiative. Even if she and her fellow villagers immediately broke off relations with him, I'm afraid these men in black would not let them go.

Just when Wen Meijiu was ready to fight to the death with this group of black-clad mermaids, Art rushed up.

"Mind your own business, my woman doesn't need your concern."

Art came up and pushed aside Prince Wang, who had a knife on the neck of the black-clad leader.

"and who are you?"

The suspicion in the eyes of the black-clad leader deepened, and a dangerous signal was revealed in his slightly narrowed eyes.

"I am her husband."

Art was really bold in saying it, and he didn't care whether Wen Meijiu agreed or not. After he finished speaking, he looked at Wen Meijiu guiltily.

Wen Meijiu did frown at first, but he soon figured it out. Although Art was reckless, he was careful this time.

By saying this, he not only diverted the attention of the black-clad leader, but also allowed everyone to avoid the crisis.

"You are her husband, then who is he?"

The man in black was not so easy to fool. He shifted his attention back to Young Master Wang. He still held Wen Meijiu's wrist in his hand and had no intention of letting go.

Prince Wang looked at Art with disbelief in his eyes and frowned. Wen Meijiu was afraid that he would say something he shouldn't say, so he poked Art hard with his finger in private.

When Art received the signal from Wen Meijiu, he was overjoyed and spoke even more cleverly.

"He is a playboy who likes to have affairs with women. He has been coveting my wife recently. He is my enemy."

He just said she was his woman, and now he changed it to my wife. Art is really bold.

"You are presumptuous!"

Being used to being superior, Prince Wang found it hard to swallow the slander from Art, as he felt a lump in his throat.

Prince Wang's tone was so arrogant that the leader in black could hardly believe that he was an ordinary person. Suddenly, his eyes became cold and deep, like a vulture smelling rotten meat.