The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

The middle-aged man holding the whip looked Lu Jiuqing up and down, and immediately recognized that Lu Jiuqing was wearing Shu brocade. This thing is not something ordinary people can wear.

He immediately withdrew his gaze and his tone became cautious: "This slave has no good discipline and let this bastard bump into the noble man. Please forgive me."

Today the prince is hosting a banquet in the plum forest. The guests are either rich or noble, and he cannot afford to offend.

He glanced at the woman covered in scars and tentatively said to Lu Jiuqing: "My lord, please hand this person over to your slave."

Lu Jiuqing was silent for a moment. After all, he didn't want to meddle in other people's business. He let go of the woman's hand and tried to step back.

Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly grabbed Lu Jiuqing's sleeve, raised her head and looked at Lu Jiuqing, her eyes full of pleading, and said in a very small voice: "Help me."

"Don't give me to him, I will be tortured to death by him."

Lu Jiuqing: "..."

Lu Jiuqing looked at this face and was stunned for a moment.

She always felt like she had seen this face before somewhere, and it looked very familiar. But she thought about all the people she knew in her mind, but she couldn't find anyone she was similar to.

The middle-aged man was a little anxious. He stepped forward to pull the woman and scolded: "Bitch, you dare to run away. Let me break your legs. If you don't let go quickly, I'll chop off your clothes if you tear them apart." hand."

But the woman desperately grabbed the hem of Lu Jiuqing's skirt, looked up at Lu Jiuqing pleadingly, and shouted silently: Help me.

Lu Jiuqing looked at this face that was inexplicably familiar to her. After all, she couldn't ignore the feeling in her heart and said in a deep voice: "Let go."

The middle-aged man was stunned and hesitated for a moment before letting go of the woman's hand.

"My lord, this is a runaway slave. She is very bad. You must not be deceived by her."

Lu Jiuqing ignored his words and squatted down in front of the woman.

She looked at this familiar face and asked, "What's your name?"

The woman's pupils shrank, her head dropped sharply, and she kept shaking her head.

Lu Jiuqing frowned: "Is it because I can't say it, or because I don't have a name?"

The woman still didn't say anything, but kept shaking her head.

Lu Jiuqing thought, how could a person have no name? She raised her eyes and looked at the middle-aged man opposite.

The man scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "My lord, I don't know what her name is. She is a slave sent from His Highness the Crown Prince's house. It is said that she made a mistake and angered the master. She only said to discipline her well, and nothing else. Didn’t say anything.”

Lu Jiuqing was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "I'm just a runaway slave. It's useless to stay here with you. How about selling it to me?"

She took out a thick stack of banknotes from her arms and handed them to the middle-aged man. She smiled and said, "I think she looks good, so I bought her back and gave it to my silly grandson from a distant relative."

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly widened when he saw so many banknotes, and he clenched his hands subconsciously, but he said hesitantly: "But this is a sin slave sent from the prince's palace. If it is known..."

"Don't worry, we won't know. It's just a sin slave. If the superiors ask, just say that the sin slave couldn't bear the torture and died."

As she spoke, she put another stack of banknotes into the man's hand.

The middle-aged man had probably never seen so many banknotes in his life, and he couldn't take his eyes away from them.

There was a war between heaven and man in his heart.

This woman has been sent to the Prince's Mansion for several years, and no one has ever seen her. She is not an important person, right?