first class maid

Chapter 787 Gaining Trust (1)
At this time, she will never shrink back, she has enough confidence in Nana.

Both Hu Yanzan and Mo Taier frowned, they are going to die and still want to play so many tricks?Even if she delays the time, it is useless, sooner or later he will die.

Mo Taier's heart is the heaviest. She has heard what Fang Jin said. Once a female slave died and yelled to turn into a ghost and not let her grandmother go. She didn't sleep well for several months. Later, a wizard was invited to do the practice for seven days, and it took great effort to suppress the evil ghost. Thinking of this, she shuddered all over. "Prince, let her sacrifice at a distance. People in Huaguo value this."

Hu Yanbo's expression suddenly became serious, and his intuition told him that Fang Jin's request must have something behind, not as she said on the surface, but her coming to the royal court is only a matter of a day, how can she escape this? disaster?Although curious, he must not take the risk of leaving a spy in the royal court, so he said: "Third brother, that is just nonsense, there is no need to believe it, early death or late death is death, and it may not be possible to survive if it is delayed for a while." Finally It is already persuading Fang Jin to go to righteousness calmly.

However, Hu Yanzan hesitated. Fang Jin's request was not so difficult for him to accept. He glanced at Hu Yanbo who was determined to execute Fang Jin. He would not take him seriously for his brother with a problematic bloodline, but Fang Jin What are you thinking?Thinking of that time on horseback, she really wanted to die, not hypocritical, nor pretending.Thinking about it this way, that's all, since he snatched her, let her die a worthy death, then nodded and said: "Tai'er is right, Fifth Brother, it seems that I will disappoint you, I know Fifth Brother's starting point is For the good of the royal court, but she is just a dancer from the Hua Kingdom, and has no ability to shake the royal court."

Moali wanted to object, but he saw the worry on his younger sister's face, and his father glanced at him again, signaling him not to object anymore. Anyway, it was a fact that the slave girl couldn't leave, so he stood dissatisfied and heard his father He laughed and said, "The Chinese have so many rules and regulations, Tai'er's concerns are also right. It makes no difference whether this lowly female slave dies a moment earlier or later."

Hu Yanbo couldn't help but want to scold them for being confused. A woman like Fang Jin wouldn't just want to die. His right hand had already clenched the handle of the knife in his left sleeve. If he hadn't been in Huyanzan's dome, he would have killed this woman long ago. Dead, there is not so much nonsense to talk about.

Seeing this situation, Fang Jin immediately knew that she had made the right bet. She threw off the maid who was binding her behind her, rubbed her swollen wrist, and looked up at Huyanzan among the group of people. He nodded, then stood up tremblingly, trying to take a step, but his head felt dizzy for a while.

Her body was supported by a big hand, she turned her head to look, only saw his pair of clear blue eyes were deep and wide, did not let her see the emotion in it, the big hand was so powerful that it seemed to be crushed Her arm, brows and eyes smiled, "Thank you." She also knew his thoughts well, but one size fits the other.

Hu Yanbo saw that she was standing still, so he let go of his hand. Just now, it was just a subconscious action for a moment to help her. He attributed it to the fact that he was too close to her, so he did this, "You are going to die in Hu Guo Wang Ting, you don't need to thank me."

"I, Fang Jin, are a person who can distinguish between grievances and resentments." She smiled and walked outside the dome.

Her name is Fang Jin?It was only now that Hu Yanbo knew the woman's name, and he read it a few times in a low voice, and when Hu Yanzan looked at him, he had the usual expression on his face again.

Outside the dome, a woman in Hufu worshiped in the direction of the country of Hua, and then danced lightly. The dance was holy and soft, full of sacred flavor, and the eyes of the people around were attracted to it, and gradually people Onlookers, this dance is different from Hu Guo's rough taste.

Mo Ali, who was waiting by the side, looked at it with thick eyebrows, did this woman from Huaguo dance?Didn't you say a farewell worship?What kind of dance is there? There are many excuses. The longer he waits, the more impatient he is. This time, without saying a word, he stepped forward and grabbed Fang Jin's slender wrist, and said viciously: "Have you finished dancing? You are a person who is going to die, and you still mess with so many things." Patterns?" This skin is really beautiful, and it would be good to cut it off to make human skin clothes after death, his eyes lit up immediately.

Fang Jin watched the crowd quietly while dancing, so the dance was really procrastinating on purpose. Now that his hand is grabbed by Moali, his brows are frowned. Could it be that his life is really over?Meimou looked at Hu Yanzan pitifully, as long as he said a word, he could delay the time.

Hu Yanzan, however, don't stop looking at her at the beginning, Mo Taier on the side has long been impatient, this woman should die as soon as possible, if she really turns into a ghost, it would be great to invite a wizard to do it.

Hu Yanbo put away the dagger he was already holding, and originally wanted to secretly take the opportunity to execute her, but now that Moali had already shot, there was no need for him to get her blood on his hands.

Fang Jin saw Mo Ali holding up a knife and slashing at her with a ferocious smile. This time, it seemed that he was doomed. Unfortunately, she lost the last bet. The corner of her mouth made a self-deprecating hook. She was really not reconciled. Although it is not a person of great talent, it is not a problem for a person who has stayed in the palace for a long time, but he still lost the game at the end of his life.

Close your eyes, waiting for Moali's knife to cut your throat, the wrist that he grasped was already hurting, she, Fang Jin finally ended up dead in a foreign land, a tear ran down her face.

While the crowd was excitedly waiting to see the bloody scene, several gorgeously dressed maids arrogantly pushed away the crowd, and when they saw that the knife in Moali's hand was about to slash the throat of the Chinese slave girl, they shouted loudly. One voice, "Stop."

It's coming, Fang Jin opened her eyes instantly, and saw those arrogant maids, she didn't lose, she won the bet, when Moali was stunned when he heard the stop, she pushed him away, pulled out With his pinched wrist, he jumped a few feet away from this person, deliberately avoiding the Fifth Prince Hu Yanbo.

Hu Yanzan looked at the female servants with displeasure, but An Hu Yanshi actually took control of him, and said with a straight face: "This is my slave girl of Hu Yanzan, and Yanshi's management is too lenient."

"That's right, according to our covenant, the Yan family has no right to control the prince's female slaves. She is the prince's property and will naturally be disposed of by the prince." Mo Tai'er's father said indifferently, but the old eyes looked at these female slaves with dissatisfaction. serve.

(End of this chapter)