With Liu Ting's deliberate efforts, the contradiction between Wangmu and Wumei rose to the level of competing for force at every opportunity. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Compared with Wangmu, who only knows how to solve problems by force, Ume is more reserved. In the case of equal strength, Wangmu, who was getting more and more angry, not only "gave" Liu Ting with more fire, but also prepared a wooden stick. As Wangmu tied a wooden stick around his waist and prepared to go to war with Ume, Liu Ting felt that the days of being forced to eat saffron were coming to an end.

The third time, when Wangmu was beaten with a wooden stick and couldn't get up, and could only lie on his stomach to make an account for Tashi, Ouzhu warned Wangmu in front of Liu Ting.

"She's a sheep that Tashi hasn't eaten yet, and you can't beat Tashi to death before he eats her." The woman who had married since the Uighurs and gave birth to Tashi's third son did not even glance at Liu Ting, nor did she shy away from Liu Ting being by her side. She used the Tiele language, which Liu Ting could fully understand, that is, to warn Wangmu and as if she was deliberately saying to Tashi's other wife: "When Tashi has appreciated her, you will vent at will." ”

Liu Ting heard the danger in her words. She smiled wryly and slandered: vent at will? Yes, killing a slave is less expensive than killing an animal. In other words, if Tashi thinks that I am no longer of any use, Wangmu will not be punished for beating me to death?

Namel didn't hear Liu Ting's inner slander, but she had a different opinion.

Holding her son, who was not yet ten years old, Nammel glanced at Ouzhu. "I'm not mistaken, Sister Ozhu is a Uighur, right? Then you must have heard of the fact that the Han Nu bewitched the Uighur king, and the son he gave birth to was almost raised to become the prince. ”

Pretending to exaggerate and pushing her son in the air, Namel smiled: "This Han Nu is good. What if Tashi is also confused and not only gives birth to a son, but also squeezes your son's position? You know, Tashi still hasn't asked Dr. Hu to treat her like a sheep that can't conceive. You were the first Tashi to marry, and your son is the future head of the family, unlike my son, who has to share some livestock to build a new home. If you want me to say, if we join forces, we can take care of her now, so that my sister will not be at risk in the future? ”

"A slave, worse than our livestock. You're looking too highly of her. Ou Zhu was unmoved and left in a hurry.

Compared with Ou Zhu, who didn't look at Liu Ting from beginning to end, Namel, who left last, did have a high opinion of Liu Ting's demeanor. Changing her son to her left shoulder, Nameel said to Liu Ting, who had been lying on the ground and didn't dare to get up: "I'm different from Ouzhu. Even if you have the slightest chance of threatening me, I will make your life worse than death! ”

Liu Ting didn't choose to raise her head and look at Namel. Hiding all the bravery in her heart, Liu Ting played a slave with no status on the surface. She struggled to her knees and bid farewell to Namel with a gesture that she did not dare to look up.

Liu Ting was not afraid of Namel's threat.

Is life better than death? She felt that she was worse off than dead, and that there could be no worse than now. In the foreseeable end of adulthood, which is about to fall into the clutches of the devil, every day that passes is a step closer to death. She believes that she has only two endings - suicide by being defiled by Tashi, or being executed by Ouzhu. Liu Ting didn't want either of these endings.

But can I find another way out? Liu Ting kept asking herself, until she was beaten by Wangmu again and had difficulty holding a pen, and she was shocked to find that the most important problem that should be solved at present was not three years later, but in front of her.

Since the Tiele tribe had no production capacity, Liu Ting tried many ways but did not get the iron nails. Looking at Jian Zhongxi, who was picking up cow dung, and his whole face had dried up and cracked under the remnants of the foreign climate, Liu Ting did not ask him for help. When Tashi was called to check the tent, she deliberately cut a gap in the rope around her waist. As he left, the notched rope was torn off by the stride, and the leather pants fell from his waist.

Tashi looked at Liu Ting's snow-white thighs exposed in the air and laughed, and told the people around him to get a hook.

Made of iron, the pointed and curved waist hook was common among Han Chinese civilians. But in Tiele, it is difficult for slaves to get this kind of thing that only the Han people have, except when they are taken out to show off. Not hesitating to show embarrassment in front of everyone is Liu Ting's bet. She bet that Poxy would reward herself for hooking, because she felt that men all over the world were the same. No man wants anyone else to get their hands on something that hasn't been touched yet, even if it's just a glance.

Liu Ting won the bet.

I knew that I would soon be able to get a waist buckle like Wangmuume and all the Tiele maids. Looking at Tashi with expectant eyes, Liu Ting found that the latter's eyes made her feel sick for the first time. Even if Tashi's eyes stayed on her lap, even if Tashi showed the same greedy expression as before, as if he was looking at his prey.

Perhaps satisfied with Liu Ting's submission, Tashi threw the almost nibbled pear in his hand on Liu Ting's face. When she was hit in the face by the juicy pear core, Liu Ting scolded herself in her heart: You are a young sheep that has not been eaten in your mouth. Everything you get now is something that the hunter has to do in order to improve the taste. The reason why you haven't been eaten yet is because of the divine decree that a sheep that has not grown up cannot be killed and eaten, and that a horse that has not grown up cannot ride too hard.

picked up the pear core that bounced off her face and fell to the ground, Liu Ting put it in her mouth without hesitation and bit it carefully. The fruit that is expensive in Tiele and has not been touched for several months not only allowed Liu Ting to taste the sweetness that she had not seen for a long time, but also allowed her to get the waist buckle smoothly. And the nibbled fruit couldn't wait, which made Tashi even more satisfied.

"Be obedient." Touching his beard, Tashi's greasy mouth lifted his chin and said, "I might reward you with more." ”

When reminding herself that "obedience will only become a real slave", Liu Ting nodded, where can there be any dissatisfaction in the obedient appearance? She managed to get the rusty buckle and was slapped on the ass by Tashi as she left. This palm made both of Tashi's wives raise their eyebrows, and Ou Zhu's warning eyes were not able to get rid of Liu Ting until she exited the tent.

In the cold wind of winter, Liu Ting, who was holding the waist buckle, shivered. Suddenly walking from the warm tent to the cold, the huge contrast made her mind stagnate for a moment. Confused, he strafed the camp area where there was only one caretaker, and after his eyes touched the sheepfold, Liu Ting felt that the waist buckle in his hand also became warm. Under the urging of the guard, she clenched her fists and ran to the sheepfold, and quickly picked up the dried cow dung beside Jian Zhongxi.

"I'm looking for your help." While holding the cow dung in her arms, she smiled brightly: "I'll tell you what happened when I found an opportunity." ”

Jian Zhongxi nodded in agreement as always, not caring at all about what he wanted to do.