Chapter 241: Grandmaster Dad 5
"Oh? Are you a good citizen? Then take out your certificate of good citizenship and take a look! I can warn you in advance, if you are caught by the government without a certificate of good citizenship, you will be a fugitive slave!
Do you know how we deal with fugitives in the Western Regions? First branded on the face, and then sent directly to the front-line army as a military prostitute, even if you are young, at most you will work as an embroiderer in the fugitive slave workshop for a few years, and once you reach the age of fourteen, you will be sent to be a military prostitute. ”
Chi Tian's eyes were full of malicious smiles, and Mo Qianhong couldn't help but shiver when she saw it, and the five flowers in her arms, "This piece of the young master's split soul is fake, right?" Obviously not polluted by demonic energy, why Mao would be so vicious? ”
Mo Qianhong was extremely depressed, not to mention that she didn't have this damn certificate of good citizenship in her hand, even if she had, this bastard would definitely snatch it away from her.
The hero didn't eat the immediate loss, she decided not to fight against this wicked person first, took a deep breath, and then changed to a soft and glutinous smile, "Brother Chitian, let's have a discussion, okay?" I'll cook a lot of food, or you hire me to be your cook? ”
"There are two kinds of women around my son, the slave girl who works and the slave girl who warms the bed, you can choose one at will." Chitian looked at her playfully, and he felt extremely happy when he saw that the little slave girl was so angry, but he still looked like he had nothing to do.
Mo Qianhong didn't plan to continue to communicate with him, this person was obviously making fun of her, and she was going to send Mao to the door to humiliate him?
Seeing that the little slave girl was angry and ignored him, Chitian stretched out his arm, grabbed her from the retinue's mount, put her on the lizardmonster's back facing him, and then pinched her face with both hands.
His hands were very rough, and after only two pinchs, Mo Qianhong's face was torn apart, and bright red blood beads came out, which shocked him.
"O gods! Why is the skin of your little girl in the Eastern Regions thinner than paper? I didn't even have to force it to break. ”
Then he took out a porcelain bottle, and used his little thumb to pull out a little green ointment and apply it to her wound, and there was a coolness from the wound, and it healed in a short time.
The entourage behind him muttered in a small voice, "The fourth son is too generous to this little slave girl, right?" This green jade paste is worth a thousand first-class Douqi stones. ”
"That's it, this small opening, at least fifty first-grade Dou Qi stones have been wasted."
"My son is willing, no matter how many mouths and tongues there are, beware of cutting your tongues!" Chitian scolded his entourage, and the two of them hurriedly lowered their heads in fright, not daring to say a word again.
Mo Qianhong's eyes were red by Chi Tian, and he pinched both of his cheeks with his backhand and dragged it out, but after a few pulls, he found that the bastard was deliberately puffing out his cheeks, and the flesh on his cheeks was so tight that he couldn't pull it at all.
"Poof, hahaha! Laugh to death! Chitian smiled so much that he leaned back and closed without an image, and the entourage who followed was so shocked that his eyes were about to fall, and the fourth prince laughed more times than usual in a month in such a short half an hour today.
Chitian's action was strong, and an hour later, he had already taken him to the official office of Roland City, found Master Kutulu, the chief bookkeeper in charge of household registration, and registered her with a household register.
Mo Qianhong's household registration falls on the mansion of the great grandmaster Bo Rige, who is Chitian's father, and she is a personal slave belonging to Chitian.
When the household registration officer asked Mo Qianhong's name, Chi Tian thought about it seriously and said, "Her skin is as white as snowflakes, so let's call Xue Qianhong." ”