My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 904 2.340 Beg Forgiveness

"Arbor, Arbor!" A black skinny woman screamed and rushed to the door, pulled back by the jailer's two whip.

Crimson eyes, staring at Qiaomu across a wooden pillar, "Qiaomu! Do you still have a conscience! Is there a little blood relationship? Is it not enough for you to make us look like this? Send us to the northwestern desert? You, you !!! "

Across the cage, Qiaomu looked at the black skinny woman with cold eyes. This person was her little sister Xu Jiao, whom she hadn't seen for a long time. At this time, she was darker and thinner than when she met last time, her jaw had been sunken. .

Looking at such a tree, Xu Jiao suddenly turned her head and burst into tears, crying with tears, a sad look of remorse, "Qiaomu, eldest daughter! Forgive your uncle and your cousin! You let us go out! Don't rush us to the Northwest! Oh oh, there is no place where people can stay! Qiao Qiao, it was wrong to be Er Er, Er Er is sorry for you. You must blame me for complaining, I will follow you. Please For our family, for your father and mother's sake, let us have a way of life! "

"Yeah! Qiao Qiao, let us go alive." Qiao Zhongheng was really scared at this time.

I thought Qiao Dongbo would be able to live a good life when he returned to Qiao's family. Unexpectedly, Qiao Dongbo was a hypocrite. After finding a house and placing them first, the family still had enough food and clothes.

It ’s just that the place to live is better than the ruined temple. The decorations in the house are also exquisite, but these are useful, but ca n’t eat or drink. They just look at the scenery. In fact, they are hungry and going crazy every day. Status.

Moreover, this time they didn't do anything, it was completely pitted by Qiao Dongbo, and he got into the jail.

They didn't want to be rushed to the Northwest just like that, so no matter how uncomfortable Xu Jiao was, she couldn't help but bow her head at this moment!

It was just as if she had burned a fire in her heart, burning fiercely, always feeling that the anger in her heart was about to engulf her.

Since when have the people in the big house been so high above the ground, can't afford to climb high?

Wei Ziqin, whom she has been unable to look down upon, wanted to use her as an excuse to ask for forgiveness in order to survive, climbing on the person she most despised?

Xu Jiao was not thinking with interest, looking up, staring at the niece with an expression of hope for her forgiveness.

Qiaomu looked at Xu Jiao's eyes, as if he had gone through the long river of history, his long eyes were rippling, as if after a century and so long, the black lacquered eyes did not have half a wave of eyes. No one has landed.

Xu Jiao felt that her niece's eyes were as scary as withered.

It seems that when the niece was seven years old, he accidentally rolled off the hillside of Xuetang and woke up from a coma. Xu Jiao's life began to worsen and gradually declined.

Quite unwilling, but even today, Xu Jiao has to admit that the niece's current status may be too late for her to shoot a horse in her life.

Perhaps only by begging for mercy can we get the first-line vigor.

Qiaomu gave Xu Jiao an indifferent glance, took out a silver money bag from his sleeve, and threw it at Xu Jiao's feet.

Xu Jiao just felt a little stunned.

(End of this chapter)