The villain female supporting role will never admit defeat

Zhou Qiyue only realized that a few strong and strong women suddenly appeared from nowhere behind them, all of them were holding big knives, and they looked fierce.

He shivered uncontrollably.

Zhou Qiyue tried hard to control her emotions, raised her eyes, and took a peek at the woman holding the knife, but was startled by the long scar on her face.

"What are you looking at?" The woman with the scar patted Zhou Qiyue's face with the back of the knife across the fence.

Zhou Qiyue shook her head quickly: "No, nothing."

His voice was delicate and timid.

The woman with the scar narrowed her eyes and smiled, "He's still a delicate and frail young master."

I don't know what kind of joke this sentence hit the group of people, and the thieves burst out laughing.

"Take away everything in the carriage and in the saddlebag." The scarred woman's knife was still aimed at Zhou Qiyue's slender neck.

"Understood, master."

Several women echoed and began to search for things on the carriage.

Cages containing clothes, shoes, silver, jewelry boxes, and some powder boxes...

The women searched very quickly, and they searched everything in less than a stick of incense.

Someone approached the woman with the scar, and said with a smile: "Master, do you want to take these horses away?"

The woman with the scar shook her head: "If you don't hold it, it will be troublesome to raise."

She glanced at the cages found by her subordinates, and smiled slightly: "After the search is over, search these people as well."

The few people agreed, smiled and went to search the groom and the nurse.

These guards are all soldiers, how can they bear the humiliation of body search, even if there is a lot of friction.

The scarred woman clamped Zhou Qiyue's knife tightly, and there was a bloodstain on his neck: "Whoever moves again, don't blame me for cutting off your son's noble head."

Zhou Qiyue's identity instantly frightened several soldiers, and they could only reluctantly let the bandits search them.

A few pieces of silver were found from the soldiers, and the women withdrew them.

"My lord, please honestly hand over your valuables to me." The woman with the scar finally shifted her gaze to Zhou Qiyue and said calmly.

Zhou Qiyue didn't have any silver on her body, so she took off the jade bracelet on her wrist and the sachet hanging from her waist, and handed it to the scarred woman.

The woman with the scar took it, and then reminded: "On the head."

Zhou Qiyue hesitated for a moment, and took off the golden step shaker and two hairpin flowers on her head.

As soon as he picked it off, his hair became loose, but he himself didn't care about it, and only handed the things to the scarred woman.

The scarred woman glanced at him, casually broke a small stick from a dead tree nearby, and threw it to Zhou Qiyue: "Put your hair back."

Zhou Qiyue caught it in a hurry: "...OK."

Just as she finished her hair, Zhou Qiyue heard the deep voice of the scarred woman: "Is there anything else?"

Zhou Qiyue shook her head: "No more."

The woman with the scar suddenly smiled: "Then what is that thin chain around your neck? Or am I blind?"

The blade came closer again.

Beads of blood dripped down the snow-white neck.

Around the neck is a pendant given by Chu Mingyu.

Zhou Qiyue's face paled instantly, but he still insisted: "This is, this is very important, no, it cannot be given."

The woman with the scar didn't take it seriously: "Is it more important than your life?"

Zhou Qiyue trembled slightly, but she still didn't let go.

In normal times, the woman with the scar would choose to snatch people who are not good at oil and salt.

But this time, looking at the man whose neck was shaking to the edge of the knife but refused to give in, she sighed softly, and her tone softened a little: "Mother gave it to you?"

Zhou Qiyue said: "...Yes."

"let it go."

"Let's go." The woman with the scar didn't look at these people anymore, and waved her hand, signaling her subordinates to pack up and go back to the village.

Why? ? !

Zhou Qiyue was stunned.

"Master, this man is a beauty at first glance, do you want to take him back with him?" A bandit approached the scarred woman and whispered.

The woman with the scar pushed her impatiently: "He is a rich man, if you take him back, can you afford to support him? Then there may be some sisters and mothers who will come to make trouble, and you will solve it?"

The thieves fell silent.

Zhou Qiyue didn't expect that these thieves were very different from what she had imagined. She wanted to say something to keep them, but she had no position.

How can a person who has been robbed retain the thief?

Zhou Qiyue didn't expect that she would fold here, sighed softly, and waved her hands: "Let's go."

There is no way.

He took off his fence without hesitation, and his black hair spread out.

The woman with the scar turned her head inadvertently, and saw a beautiful and eye-catching face.

Snow-coloured skin, watery eyes, and plump lips, every inch of it is on the heart of a person. His brows are slightly frowned, with a little sadness, but it is even more touching.

"Wait," the woman with the scar stared at this extremely desirable face, whispered, "I've changed my mind."

The subordinates followed her gaze, their eyes flashed with astonishment, and instantly understood what it meant for the boss to change his mind.

She laughed and said, "Can't afford it?"

"I can afford it," said the scarred woman.

The subordinates laughed again: "Worried that your relatives will cause trouble for Honglian Village?"

"That's you, I'm not afraid." The scarred woman said.

Subordinate: ...OK.

After Zhou Qiyue took off the fence, she smoothed her hair with her hands and tied it up again with a wooden stick.

He didn't dare to move too much in front of the head of the house just now, his hair was messed up and had to be trimmed again.

As for Zhengli, a figure stood in front of him, making him tremble with fright, and his hair fell out again.

Zhou Qiyue looked at the woman with the scar: "What, what's wrong?"

The woman with the scar grabbed his wrist: "I've changed my mind, your servant can go, you have to stay."

Surprised by Zhou July

He didn't expect things to turn around.

"Go away." The scarred woman glanced at the soldiers leading the horses.

The soldiers reprimanded the scar woman in shock and anger, and exited the scene gracefully before the scar woman got angry.

"Young master, my name is Nie Honglian, and I am your future wife." The scarred woman named Nie Honglian introduced herself seriously.

There was no need to perform at all, and Zhou Qiyue really felt a little bit of shame and anger: "You thief, don't talk nonsense!"

"Hahahahahahaha what kind of thief should be called wife master."

"This rich man looks so good-looking when he's ashamed."

"Master Yazhai should find someone who looks good."

"..."

A few thieves surrounded Zhou Qiyue and made a fuss. He was angry and annoyed, but also mixed with fear.

He hated this scene.

"Okay, what are you coaxing, go away." Nie Honglian kicked the woman closest to her with a sullen face.

Several people saw that the head of the house was in a bad mood, so they quickly retreated to the side, and made a gesture of please respectfully.

"Whether you like it or not, you have to follow me." Nie Honglian tugged at Zhou Qiyue and walked forward.

Zhou Qiyue's hands trembled, and she maintained a reluctant expression on her face.

A box of incense powder slipped silently from the sleeve pocket into the palm.