Chapter Seventy-Five: Find the Pomegranate

In the house, she knelt on the ground and was tied to the left and right circles of pomegranates, her mouth had been gagged before, and she could not speak until this time, the first sentence was to help, and the second sentence was to see the girl.

Hearing what the bustard's mother said, Pomegranate's heart cooled a lot, and she knew that she might not be able to get out alive this time.

"If you want me to get from, I'm going to kill me if you have the ability!"

Pomegranate wants to die more than to die in humiliation, and it is best to provoke them to solve their own problems with their hands. She thinks she's not a smart person, she's not a hard bone, she has no bones and no temper, but for this kind of thing, she would rather die than succumb.

But the bustard's mother's words made her heart, which was already half cold, sink completely.

"There are a lot of girls who can't say anything when they come here, and the result? As far as those people downstairs who are accepting kindness, they are basically as hard as you, is it useful? I can't let you die easily, and when the time comes, I won't have a single piece of cloth left on your body, and let the men outside prostitute you for nothing, even if your bones are hard? Listen to my advice, don't be full of food and make yourself unhappy. ”

These words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, shaking the pomegranate and even ringing in the ears.

The door was suddenly kicked open, and the bustard's mother let out an exclamation, and the two thugs in the house were also startled, and Pomegranate's legs were even weaker in fright. Yuan Cha kicked open the door, pulled out his sword and pointed at the bustard's mother, and said in a very cold tone: "You want to die if you make such an idea, don't you?"

What fell into his eyes was a very pitiful face, the sound of the pomegranate breaking mixed with tears, like a delicate flower swaying in the wind and rain, as if it would be torn apart by the storm in the next moment.

"I, me, I..." The bustard's mother was bluffed for a moment, and then she was not afraid, after all, there are thugs here, and they have a backer in this painting boat, what is there to be afraid of? So she became angry: "Yo, are you her good friend?" I tell you, she was sent for a crime, I don't care if you want to be a hero to save the beauty, but you have to think clearly, you take care of the nobles' affairs, and in the end, your little life may not be saved, and besides, with your small body, this girl is enough to send you out. ”

"You is a lot of nonsense. Yuan Cha looked down at the window on one side, and saw Zen Jin passing by, and Yuan Cha shouted: "Jin, the person has found it." ”

Chan Jin got the words, turned around and jumped off the painting boat, ran to the rouge alley next to him, and met Gu Xiangyi and Yi Jingxiao who walked out of it, and said anxiously: "The person has been found." ”

"Where?" Gu Xiangyi's feet were soft, but fortunately, Yi Jingxiao helped her in time.

According to the impression, Zen Jin took the two of them all the way to the painting boat.

What makes Gu Xiangyi feel a little funny is that this painting boat is called Gong Xiangfang, which is the 'mural boat' that Gu Xiangyi casually pulled out when he killed Meng Shaoyuan last time.

At that time, Qin's mother said that Gong Xiangfang's mother Xiu was not a good person, and now she dared to take over Fu's business and stretched out her claws to pomegranates, which is not something that Gu Xiangyi can be soft-hearted!

A few steps up the stairs, all the way to the third floor, Yucha did not move, blocked the door to prevent the three people in the house from leaving, and cut the rope tied to the pomegranate with a sword, so that she could escape.

Pomegranate's hands were numb, and she lifted her sleeve and wiped a handful of tears with a little difficulty, and this feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe made her heart jump up and down, as if in a dream.

"Where's my girl?"

Without waiting for Yuan Cha to answer, Gu Xiangyi's voice came from the stairs: "Your girl is also here." ”

Pomegranate was overjoyed, and turned her face to her eyes as if they were shining: "Girl!"

Chan Jin walked in the front, Gu Xiangyi was in the middle, and behind her was Yi Jingxiao, and the two men firmly protected her in the middle. After entering the room, Gu Xiangyi reached out and helped the pomegranate up, but the pomegranate was tied for too long, his hands and feet were numb and weak, and it was difficult to stand up, so he had to sit down on a chair.

"Who are you!" Xiu's mother cried out.

Look at this look, look at this dress, the temperament is not good, it is definitely not a small family, no matter how bold Mother Xiu is, she does not dare to act rashly now, for fear of provoking a noble person to find herself unhappy.

"This girl is my maid. Gu Xiangyi's tone was extremely cold, and she looked at Xiu's mother coldly and asked, "Who is the person who sold her here, I don't know if you remember?"

"Then who remembers, there are several girls who run from me every day. The bustard's mother looked away with a weak heart, and said with a sloppy eye: "Whoever goes to the street to buy eggs will not be full to ask the hen that lays eggs, right?"

Gu Xiangyi nodded: "It's this reason." She asked again, "Are you Xiu's mother?"

Xiu's mother was stunned, a little surprised that she, a lady, knew her name.

But if you think about it, you can understand that since she can come here in a hurry, she naturally has the ability and connections, and it is not a matter of two sentences to ask what her name is?

So she replied, "It's the slave family." ”

Yuan Cha said angrily: "Shicai, you still keep saying that she committed a crime and was sold here, saying that I would provoke the nobles, and now I can't tell who sold her here, you don't have a long brain?"

"Oh, this little brother's words are not right!" Xiu's mother changed to a flattering smile: "Although our Gong Xiangfang is not famous, but the people who can come here are not ordinary people, almost all of them are nobles' business, and now up to the prince's mansion, down to the brother of the sixth or seventh rank of official positions, which slave family wants to be called a nobleman, and the two cannot be generalized." ”

Gu Xiangyi interrupted her: "She is my maid, but the deed is not in my hand, now only the underground black market will sell people without the deed, but as far as I know, there is no deed and paperwork on her, and there are very few people who dare to buy it, I think Mother Xiu is a smart person, she won't do such a brainless thing, right?"

There were knives hidden in every word of her words, which made Xiu's mother full of cold sweat.

"That's what the girl said. ”

Gu Xiangyi said again: "The person who can hold her deed and keep you silent, but Mrs. Zhongyi?"

Mother Xiu's head couldn't be lowered, and she couldn't even raise her head to look directly at Gu Xiangyi.

She wasn't afraid of what the girl in front of her would do to Mrs. Zhongyibo, she was just afraid of whether her little Gong Xiangfang would be implicated in this matter.

Gu Xiangyi stopped being polite with her, her expression became cold, a touch of frost appeared on her beautiful face, she looked at Xiu's mother and asked, "Now I only want to ask, what have you done to my maid, and who touched her." ”

In fact, asking Pomegranate can also be answered, but Gu Xiangyi doesn't want to ask her.

"Heaven and earth conscience, girl, we have done nothing to your maid!" Xiu's mother had to swear poison.