When Hanyue woke up again, she found herself in a simple room.

She looked down at her wrists, and the ropes on her hands and feet were untied, leaving only deep strangulation marks that were the color of bruises.

When she saw that there was no one in the house, she sought a basin of water and looked at her face.

OK...... Her face was covered with a lot of dust, so she couldn't see her for what she was.

She couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

In this era, it is also a disaster for women to be too charming, and if they can't protect themselves, they will become the playthings of those men sooner or later.

At this moment, she heard the voice of a strange man outside the door: "The girl is awake?" The master wants to see you......"

Han Yue came to the door, only to see two men dressed as businessmen guarding the door, seeing her come out and bow slightly, one of them bowed his hand and said politely: "My master is invited." ”

When Hanyue followed them past the corner, she quietly wiped the dust with her hands, and applied it to her face as she walked, covering the natural cinnabar tear mole between her eyebrows.

They brought her to the door of a house, and she stood still.

Hanyue had to push the door and go in by herself.

Sikong Yan sat cross-legged on the seat, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, and the bamboo slips on the table next to him were piled up like a hill.

Han Yue raised her eyes and glanced at the other party very quickly.

Sikong Yan is the emperor's uncle, but he is only thirty years old, his face is handsome, but there is a seven-point evil spirit hidden between his eyebrows.

She glanced at it and bowed her head deeply.

With the identity of the other party, it is not something she can look at.

"What's the name?"

There was a slightly arrogant question over his head, as if he didn't even owe one more word.

"Hanyue." Taking a deep breath, she suppressed the pounding heartbeat in her chest.

Sikong Yan looked at her scarletly, her slender lips pursed lightly, revealing seven points of slaughter: "According to what you say, I have gained, and what you said is true." ”

Hearing this, Han Yue's hanging heart fell.

In her previous life, she had only seen Sikong Yanfei a few times from afar, and she heard Qin Zhengjing occasionally talk about this imperial uncle, who was unlucky, and was framed again, and was forced to live a life of fugitive.

There had been an incident outside of their city where he had been seriously injured by an assassin who had been ambushed outside the city, and she ventured to link the matter with it, but she had guessed correctly.

"Who are you?" Sikong Yan stared at her intently.

"The little girl is the maid of the Yichang Marquis Mansion." She knew that he would find out her identity in private, so it was useless for her to lie at this time, so it was better to speak up.

"How did you learn about the ambush outside the city?"

Hanyue secretly took a breath and slowly raised her head, "Jun gave a helping hand, the little girl knew how to repay the kindness, and once she repaid it, Jun's kindness and the little girl have already repaid it, and the little girl can't say anything else." ”

As soon as the words fell, Sikong Yanfei suddenly stood up and pinched her throat before she could react.

"Can't tell? You don't have a lot of guts......" His fingers were forced, and Han Yue only felt that her breath was not smooth, but she knew that even if she struggled at this time, it would be useless, so she tried her best to stay calm, her hands hanging down to her side and not moving, letting him pinch the vital point, and her face gradually turned purple.

"Don't say it?" Sikong Yanfei added two more points of force to his hand.

Han Yue's eyes darkened.

It's not that she doesn't want to say it, but she can't justify herself at all, she just relies on the memories of her past life, how can she say it?

Seeing her head hanging down weakly, Sikong Yan seemed to suddenly wake up and hurriedly let go of her fingers.

Han Yue's body collapsed to the ground, coughing violently.

Sikong Yanfei looked at her dirty little face, and snorted coldly: "Since you don't want to talk about it, forget it, if you have nowhere to go for the time being, stay in our caravan first......"

In his opinion, she was just a lowly woman, and staying in the caravan was just one more mouth.

But when Hanyue heard this, it was no less than a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

How dare she stay by his side, this man will die sooner or later in royal strife, and he will die the worst, she doesn't want to be affected by it.

She still wants to live peacefully in this life until she grows old.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly knelt up straight, lowered her head and said, "Since the kindness is clear, please let the little girl leave by herself." ”

Sikong Yan was stunned, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Is there such a fool in the world, she can be regarded as a favor to him, just by virtue of this, if she stays in the caravan, she will definitely be treated better than elsewhere, why is she so impatient and desperate to return?

Who sent this woman? Is it to gain his trust and want to get away with it?

Thinking of this, Sikong Yan's scarlet face couldn't help but turn cold.