The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

Gu Jinchu got off the carriage and walked to the sobbing woman, with a whip in his hand.

With a slight hook of her wrist, she lifted the woman's face.

"Miss, please wake up and help me."

Seeing someone coming, the woman burst into tears, which made many people look reluctant.

Gu Jinchu let go of her face, walked to the torn straw mat, and kicked it open.

"It's too much and too disrespectful."

"Even if she is a lady from an official family, she shouldn't humiliate others like this."

"It's insulting, it's insulting."

...

"Miss, my father has passed away. Please let him go."

The woman climbed up and grabbed the hem of Gu Jinchu's skirt, leaving several black fingerprints on it.

Seeing this, Bai Wei pushed her aside and said, "Do you know how much silver this dress of my lady's cost? Even if I broke you into pieces, I still can't afford it!"

The passers-by were already fed up with the master and servant, and after hearing Bai Wei's words, they became even more outraged.

Gu Jinchu whipped the ground with his whip, raising a cloud of dust, and pointed at the most indignant man and asked:

"Are you going to help this young lady pay my silver?"

The man shook his head. Fifty taels. All his belongings were less than fifty taels.

Gu Jinchu was wearing a red dress, with bright eyes and white teeth. When she first got off the carriage, everyone was amazed at her beauty. No one expected that she was a rude, unreasonable and femme fatale.

Seeing that no one dared to come forward, she whipped them away.

Snapped--

The woman in mourning clothes had a bloody mark on her body. She lay on the ground without saying a word. When she raised her head, a fierce light flashed in her eyes, and then she wailed.

"God, have mercy on me, an orphan. Is there any fairness and justice in this world?"

As she cried, she was whipped a few more times, leaving several whip marks on the woman's back and blood was flowing out.

Passersby were all frightened by Gu Jinchu's brutality. For a moment, apart from the wailing of women, even the mouths of passing children were covered.

"The city patrol master is here, the city patrol master is here."

Someone shouted and the crowd made way.

"Who is causing trouble here?"

The man was big and strong with a beard. He walked quickly through the crowd and bowed respectfully to the two young men.

"Meet the Marquis, meet the Fifth Master Jiang."

When Gu Jinchu heard "Master Jiang Wu", he turned around and met the man's gaze.

This man was tall and straight, with a handsome face, dignified yet gentle. He was in his early twenties and looked like a young master from an aristocratic family who was not contaminated by the world.

She just felt her scalp tingling, and the despair and sadness of her previous life continued to hit her.

Gu Jinchu lowered his eyes and dared not look at him. His hand holding the whip was shaking slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the woman who was begging for mercy on the ground.

When the woman heard the words of the city patrol officer, she crawled over and fell at the feet of the two men.

"Sir, please save me. If you can bury my father, I am willing to serve you as a slave."

The woman had tears in her eyes, her clothes were torn and bloodstained, she looked so pitiful, especially her wet eyes.

Zhou Boyan walked around Gu Jinchu twice and said with a click of the tongue:

"Miss Gu really opened my eyes. A little girl went from being brutal and bloody to being as quiet as a quail. It was like she changed her face."

Looking at Jiang Nansheng who was a few steps away, "I really don't know which side is the true face of the Gu family girl! Some people should open their eyes and not be fooled."

Jiang Nansheng frowned slightly and asked, "What's the reason?"

Bai Wei ran over and bent down beside Jiang Nansheng, "Mr. Jiang, it was this woman who blocked our young lady's way. The young lady only whipped her a few times, and her life is not in danger."

Zhou Boyan stood there with his hands on his waist. He had seen women being jealous of each other, but he had never seen one admit to violence in public.

"Patrol the city and take away all the troublemakers. A prince who breaks the law is subject to the same punishment as a commoner, let alone the family of a mere sixth-rank official."

Gu Jinchu looked at the man who was speaking. She remembered him.

He is Jiang Nansheng's good friend and the youngest marquis of the dynasty, Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery Zhou Boyan, whose status is second only to that of princes and nobles.

Jiang Nansheng looked at him disapprovingly, and Zhou Boyan whispered, "I'm still helping you. You should get rid of this kind of woman when you get the chance."

There was no fear on Gu Jinchu's face, and he bowed to the two men.

"Why not find someone to send us to the Dali Temple? The jurisdiction of the Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion and the Hanlin Academy does not seem to include causing trouble in the street."

Jiang Nansheng took a close look at Gu Jinchu. Although she was a little willful and eccentric, she became more sensible as she grew older and was not a person who would harm others or do evil.

The city patrol officer doesn't even have a rank. Although Zhou Boyan said so, Gu Jinchu is after all the legitimate daughter of a sixth-rank official, and he wouldn't dare to arrest her even if he had a hundred guts.

The woman on the ground shuddered when she heard Dali Temple, and watched Jiang Nansheng, who had a face as white as jade and a gentle temperament, crawl over to her.

"Sir, I don't want to cause trouble. It's my fault for blocking the lady's way. I dare not make a fuss."

She lowered her head, revealing her lotus-like white neck, and stared at him pitifully.

There was the sound of horse hooves, and a burly man in military armor jumped off his horse.

"Gu Jinchu, Chuchu?" The voice was deep and loud enough to be heard halfway down the street.

Gu Jinchu raised his head, a look of surprise and relief on his face, "Qin Lang!"

The man stood out in the crowd, much taller than ordinary men. The girl standing in front of him just reached his chest.

"Silly girl, call me uncle!" The man was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a tanned face and a row of white teeth showing when he smiled.

"What kind of uncle are you? You are not related by blood, and you are not listed in my maternal grandfather's family tree."

The girl's voice was brisk, completely different from what she had just said. She pulled up the man's cloak and led him over.

He came to Jiang Nansheng and kicked the begging woman to the ground.

"Hey, Gu Jinchu, you're going too far!"

Gu Jinchu ignored others, and didn't even look at Jiang Nansheng. He squatted on the ground and tried to pull off the woman's shoes and socks regardless of her struggle.

"Ah, what are you doing, stop hitting me..."

The woman rolled on the ground, dodging the grabbing hands.

Gu Jinchu sneered, "Bai Wei, come and help!"

Jiang Nansheng discovered the clue at this time. How could a person who was so seriously injured have such agile skills?

Gu Jinchu threw away the things in his hand and patted the dust off his hands, "Qin Lang, look at her feet!"

Qin Lang lowered his eyes, looking horrified. He drew out the curved knife from his waist and put it on the woman's neck, shouting, "It's the Japanese slaves!"

Everyone was shocked that the weak and pitiful woman who sold herself to bury her father was actually a Japanese slave!