Ugly Princess: The Second Marry of the Bloodthirsty Eighth Prince

Chapter 233

at that time.

On the street of a certain town in Dongcheng.

"Auntie, may I ask if you have seen this person before?"

"I haven't seen this before."

"Brother, have you ever seen this person in the painting?"

"No no!"

"Hey, may I ask—"

"no!"

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The two figures kept running on the street, asking everyone they met about the trace of Shangguan Chonglian in the painting.

Little sister Gongsun had a look of deep disappointment on her face.

Baozhu was also very disappointed, "Miss, don't be discouraged, maybe the little prince is not in these towns, maybe he is elsewhere."

Younger sister Gongsun looked around the streets around. There were few people on the streets, and their faces were in a hurry. What they saw most of the way was passing by coffins wearing white filial piety. More and more people died of the plague. It is not known how many people died in the isolated village.

The sky was covered with thick clouds, and the weather was unusually hot.

Doors and windows are closed everywhere.

There are very few vendors on the street.

In the corners all around, groups of refugees lying on the ground could be seen in groups of three.

From time to time, one or two fast horses of officers and soldiers rushed past, kicking on the bluestone brick road with a restless sound.

The two found a shady eaves to sit down, Gongsun Xiaomei looked at the painting carefully, brushed off some dust, put it away in the sleeve, took the dry food from Baozhu, and drank the water from the gourd.

"Miss, it's too hot today, it's only April, why is it so hot, it's really abnormal." Baozhu wiped the fine sweat from her face with a handkerchief while gnawing dry food.

Suddenly, I felt a few figures swooping up in front of my eyes, and I heard Gongsun Xiaomei screaming in my ears. I looked closely, and found that Gongsun Xiaomei was overthrown to the ground, with no water, no dry food, and the baggage was also robbed.

A group of hungry people robbed them of food and water and scattered on the ground.

"Miss, are you injured!" Baozhu was also pushed to the ground, and hurriedly got up to help Gongsun little sister.

"I'm fine." Gongsun Xiaomei felt the pain, and quickly put her scratched hand into the sleeve.

Baozhu's voice was trembling, and there was some fear in her pupils: "Miss, these people are getting more and more out of control. It's really not safe here. I think, let's, let's go back to Dongcheng prefect first?"

Little sister Gongsun was also a little scared, but she was unwilling to give up so easily. She wondered if Shangguan Chonglian had found Xue Yi. When the plague was prevalent in the imperial capital, without seeing him, she felt uneasy, and always felt that her cheeks and temples were throbbing violently.

"Baozhu, let's look for it again, maybe it's in a town ahead."

"Well, if you haven't found anyone in the previous town, then Miss will go back with me." Baozhu thought for a while and said.

"Yes." Younger Sister Gongsun agreed.

The master and servant rested for a while and continued to search for the previous town.

"Girl, girl, please give me some food for the old man. My two grandchildren haven't eaten for several days, please please, girl." Suddenly, a sloppy man with a wooden stick and a cane appeared in front of them. The old man stretched out his hands to grab the two of them, and Baozhu screamed in fright, "Hey, take your dirty hands away quickly, don't touch my young lady!"

"Girl, please do me a favor. My two grandchildren are starving to death. Please give me some food." The old man persisted, grabbing Gongsun Xiaomei's sleeves.

Baozhu looked around, she picked up a brick anywhere and was about to hit someone.

"Pearl, no!"

Younger Sister Gongsun quickly stopped Baozhu. Although she was a little frightened, she calmed down and said, "Baozhu, just give him some steamed buns and dry biscuits."

"Miss! We didn't bring much food from the barracks, and we didn't have much food left, and the money on us was taken away by someone." Baozhu held on tightly to the burden and refused to let go.

Seeing that the old man was crying pitifully, Miss Gongsun couldn't help but glared at Baozhu, "Baozhu, give some to this old man, we'll be fine with the remaining half."

Baozhu pouted, reluctantly took out two steamed buns and a dry biscuit from the bag, "Here, that's all there is."

Gongsun Xiaomei took the food and put it in the old man's hand, and said with a slight smile: "We really don't have much to eat, old man, take it well, but beware of being snatched away."

"Hey, hey, thank you for saving my life, thank you for saving my life!" The old man was about to thank Gongsun Xiaomei with the food in his hand. The little girl's arm, the little girl was startled, only to hear the old man say: "Don't be afraid, girl, the old man used to work in the yamen, he has some eyesight, an old man in the town has seen the girl before, and he met her again just now." Miss, the girl has a heart like a Bodhisattva, the old man has nothing to repay, he just tells the girl, be careful, there are two men staring at the two of you all the time, maybe something will happen to you."

Younger Sister Gongsun turned pale with shock.

Baozhu on the side was about to hit someone, but after hearing these weird words, her face turned pale with shock.

The old man straightened up, and thanked him with tears from his eyes, "Girl, be careful, go back wherever you came from. Alas, there is nothing I can do these days." The old man walked old but still straight The waist board left, and Gongsun Xiaomei and Baozhu stayed where they were.

"Little Miss, what, what should I do? Is what the old man said true or false?" Baozhu subconsciously turned her head to look, her limbs trembling.

"Bao Zhu, don't look back." Younger Sister Gongsun said in a low voice, her fingers trembling uncontrollably. "If someone is really following us, if we turn around, if they find out, maybe... Maybe they will jump over the wall in a hurry."

Baozhu trembled with fear.

Gongsun Xiaomei said: "Since they have been following, they must be waiting for an opportunity or...or have other purposes."

"Then, what do we do now?"

"I, I don't know either. Why don't we go on like this, let's keep going, and I'll think about it as we go. Don't worry, Baozhu."

Baozhu also panicked, after thinking about it, she felt that this would work.

The two continued to walk forward.

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