Chapter 161: Is She a Subordinate?
"Ahhh
Immediately after, a scream of pain came out, stinging everyone's ears.
The woman took two steps back uncontrollably, trembling with pain, and stared at Song Huaijin through gritted teeth:
"Song Huaijin, you dare to do this to me as a subordinate?"
"Inferior?" Song Huaijin's eyes rolled slightly, casually skimmed over the women, and said in a slow voice:
"But I think a subordinate is at least a little better than a slave, isn't it?"
Her tone was soft, but she became a majesty of the Superior, and said casually:
"Huai Jin said that it sounds good, you are now counted in the mansion of the Sixth Highness.
To put it mildly, you are just slaves who have come up as tribute,
Since everyone is down, it is better to make it convenient for each other, so why bother each other? β
Song Huaijin said and slowly walked forward, and every step seemed to reveal an indifferent coolness.
This feeling is not cold, it is cold.
It seems to put people in the early autumn night, although it can be tolerated at first, but after a long time, the chill will go straight to the bottom of the heart, freezing people from head to toe half to death.
The woman who dislocated one arm was even more behind, retreated to the table, and finally had no choice but to reply:
"Song Huaijin, don't come here! If you lean over again, I'll tell Your Highness that you're deliberately insulting me!" β
"Indecent assault? Hehe. Song Huaijin chuckled twice, reached out and gently held the woman's broken arm:
"I've always liked men, and His Royal Highness the Sixth doesn't know, if he sees us pulling together, do you think he believes who he seduced whom?"
The woman's expression was shocked, her whole face was "brushed" white, like falling into an ice cave, and her hands were instantly soaked in cold sweat.
She trembled and stretched out her hand that was not dislocated, and she was able to hold Song Huaijin's sleeve, and tears floated out of her eyes the next moment:
"Mr. Huai Jin, sir, I am just a small person in Hanyan City, and the Third Highness said that he would send a few women to the Sixth Highness to enjoy the blessings, and the family is counting on me to soar.
Sir, I'm sorry that I was disrespectful just now, and I apologize to you, ahhh β
Before the woman could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a sharp pain, she gritted her teeth, and took a few quick breaths before finally relieving herself, and sat down on the ground with some sloppiness.
Song Huaijin stood up lightly, bowed his head and said, "Your arm is connected, try to move it." β
The woman looked at her in disbelief, and when she saw that her expression was firm, she moved her arm suspiciously, although the pain was still there, but she was really able to move.
"Thank you, Mr. Huaijin, thank you, Mr. Huaijin." When the woman reacted to thank her, Song Huaijin had already slowly paced to the door.
As she walked, she thought about what had just happenedβ
The woman's frightened reaction when her arm was dislocated did not seem to be fake, if it was really according to what she said, these women sent by the third prince were all temporarily selected by the people, wouldn't it be useless at all?
The three princes are in charge of the trade routes with the West, have been in business for many years, and have always plucked the feathers of geese, when will they do this kind of thing that benefits others and harms themselves?
Could it be that there is really a desire for peace?
Song Huaijin became more and more puzzled, and just as she was about to step out of the tent, a gentle female voice suddenly stopped her.
"Mr. Huaijin, slow down." Yao Yao lowered his head and picked up the cloak on the ground, ran over in two steps and draped it on Song Huaijin:
"It's cold on the ground, Mr. is recovering from a serious injury, so you should pay attention to your body."
It was the woman in pink who was in the lead. Song Huaijin thought, this woman looks much calmer, is this the hole card of the three princes?
She took the cloak and habitually said "thank you", and when she looked up again, she suddenly bumped into a pair of gentle and focused eyes.
Those eyes are like a pool of spring water, and people can't help but want to abandon the disgusting world and plunge into this gentle country that they will never return.
Song Huaijin has seen too many such eyes, warm, pleading, in the final analysis, it is all because of love.
This woman... Like her?
Song Huaijin was in a trance for a moment, and suddenly thought that if she was a man, she should also be favored by women.
It's a pity that she is not, will she be disappointed if she knows?
It wasn't until Yao Yao shyly turned her head away that Song Huaijin reacted in hindsight:
"Girl, what's your name?"
"Yao Yao."
Song Huaijin was stunned, she had heard this name, it seemed to be the daughter of the former governor of the East China Sea, Lord Yao, but it was a pity that Lord Yao rebelled and was escorted back to Beijing by the three princes, and the first emperor was furious and ordered to raid the house......
It is said that no one in the Yao family should survive, but what is going on?
Don't......
Song Huaijin suddenly realized something, and whispered in her ear, "Are you the concubine of the Third Highness?" β
Only by marrying someone else can the family be spared from danger.
Yao Yao's expression was stunned, and her body subconsciously retreated, opening a distance from Song Huaijin, her eyes dodging, her hands clasped, and she didn't dare to look at her.
The reaction - probably guessed correctly.
Song Huaijin reached out and grabbed her hand to prevent her from leaning and falling, and then smiled gently:
"Miss Yao, don't be nervous, I'm talking nonsense, I'll send you food later, Huaijin, retire first."
Yao Yao looked at the back of the distant figure, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
How could there be a person like Song Huaijin who inadvertently provoked people's hearts, as if to make people's minds unconsciously follow her.
Song Huaijin went all the way back to his camp, immediately took off his hat, lowered his head and poured himself a cup of herbal tea, and after a long time, he looked up a little bitterly and said:
"I have been deposed, prepare a suit for me, and from today onwards, I will serve the ten beauties sent by the third prince."
"Yes." A muffled male voice answered, and in a few moments a gray coarse linen robe was placed in front of her desk.
Hey, that's a pretty neat promise!
She has been with the army for half a month, why don't these soldiers have any intention of complaining about her?
Song Huaijin turned his head unhappily, wanting to see who was so "ungrateful", but in the next moment, he saw Lu Jinchen's beautiful face full of flattering smiles.
Lu Jinchen carefully pinched her shoulders and said tentatively:
"What does Mr. Huai Jin think of this?"
"Let's get some work." Song Huaijin saw that the more careful he was, the more he wanted to threaten a few words, so he adjusted his half-smiling expression and said:
"His Royal Highness the Sixth plays an ungrateful scumbag, it's quite like that."
"You can't say that, can you? Isn't this Mr. Huai Jin going to play with me? β
"Oh, then if I am really a man, will you really hide me and want me to be a nameless strategist for the rest of my life?" Song Huaijin turned his head to look at him and narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"How so?" Lu Jinchen simply "said that there was suffering", so he had to say: "If you are a man, I will bend myself." β
Song Huaijin couldn't help but smile and continued to ask, "Then what if I'm a woman?" β
"Then I'll go straight back?"
"Haha, then you won't 'break'?"
"If this king breaks off, what will he teach you to teach?" Lu Jinchen suddenly stopped what he was doing, leaned on Song Huaijin's ear and chuckled ambiguously.