From an old woman back to a young girl, she vowed never to marry into a marquisate

The Shanrong people were also our clan enemies.

Isn’t that Emperor Zhou?

So they understood the great hatred that Tang Yue'er mentioned.

But what they are more concerned about now is the woman she is talking about.

So the leader of the Shanrong people asked, "Wait, the woman you are talking about is not a prisoner of the Zhou people in Chengmo? She is being watched so closely, how can we catch her?"

Even if they want it, there's nothing we can do.

Tang Yue'er had already thought about this, so she said, "We can catch them. Brothers, I've been there before, and I know that at midnight every night, the officers and soldiers supervising the east side usually fall asleep, so you can go in from there in the dark. They often drink, so as long as you go at the right time, they won't wake up even if there's a little noise."

"Also, I know that her husband is dead, and her mother-in-law doesn't care about her. Even if she disappears, no one will look for her. You can have a good time."

When several Shanrong people heard this, they became interested.

A few of them looked at each other and then let go of Tang Yue'er. One of the leaders reminded: "Then let's give it a try and see if we can catch her."

"Don't even think about running away. Come back after you've taken your revenge. Your status as a slave has not changed. Do you hear me?"

"Of course." Tang Yue'er nodded quickly and watched them leave.

As soon as they left, Tang Yueer sat on the ground, feeling weak all over. But soon the fear on her face disappeared and turned into laughter.

She actually escaped Shanrong's capture!

It seems that God really gave her the opportunity to take revenge on Tang Wanru.

She took a long breath.

There was hatred in his eyes.

*

Northwest, urban desert.

"what!"

It was dark. When Jiang Qin was lighting a candle for Mrs. Du, she pushed her. The hot wax dripped onto her arm, burning her and causing her to scream.

Mrs. Du angrily scolded, "I told you to move a little further away, no matter how many times I told you, you didn't listen. You have such a stupid brain."

Mrs. Du was in a bad mood these days. Zhou Ziyue had said that he would find a way to save them after faking his death and escaping. Mrs. Du was quite happy at the time, and she felt that there was finally hope for these days that seemed to have no end. But within two days of his departure, she couldn't stand it anymore.

After all, there is one less person by my side.

It turned out that Zhou Ziyue could still lend a hand to Jiang Qin when he was taking care of the old marquis. Now that he is gone, she has to lend a hand, and she must be reluctant to do so.

She was used to a life of luxury, how could she have ever suffered such hardship?

So she was very angry these days, and naturally took it all out on Jiang Qin.

Jiang Qin's face was swollen from the beating she gave her this morning, and now her hands were blistered from the burns she caused. She stood there, looking at Du with hatred in her eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Mrs. Du sat on the bed, her mouth was not forgiving at all. She said, "If you look at me again, I will poke your eyes out!"

"Don't forget, your eyes were bought by Zi Yue with silver when you were on the road of exile. They were given to you by our Zhou family." Madam Du said sternly, "You should serve me well. This is what you should do. If you are not satisfied at all, I will take your eyes out and you can't complain at all."

"What are you still standing there for? Why don't you light the candle for me?"

Hatred echoed in Jiang Qin's heart. She tightly grasped the candle in her hand. She didn't care even when more wax dripped onto the back of her hand.

Looking at Mrs. Du with such an evil face in front of her, Jiang Qin had an impulse. She wanted to throw the candle in her hand directly into the tent.

Let this fire instantly burn this old witch in front of you to death!

Burn this hellish place to ashes!

She would be happy even if she was buried here.

However, she finally suppressed the anger in her heart, closed her eyes, calmed herself down, listened to Mrs. Du's words, and lit the candle.

Returning to her tent, Jiang Qin walked to the bed and took out a broken box from the shabby cabinet. She slowly opened it and saw a flower hairpin inside.

It turned out to be a real flower, but due to its age, the flower had become withered and shriveled, and very ugly. But Zhou Ziyue still kept it here very well.

Not bad.

This is Zhou Ziyue’s thing.

She also knew where it came from. During the three years in the desert, she had heard Zhou Ziyue sitting here holding this flower hairpin and talking to himself many times.

This was the summer before they were exiled. Zhou Ziyue went out and saw Tang Wanru trying on the hairpin, and then the flowers on it were blown off.

fell at his feet.

He then glued the flower back onto the hairpin and bought it from the vendor.

He loves her very much.

Because it has the flavor of Tang Wanru.

Jiang Qin looked at the flower hairpin in front of her and couldn't help but laugh at herself. Then tears welled up in her eyes.

In fact, she thought she was not such a bad person. Human nature is selfish, and she did not come to the Marquis's Mansion for the sake of wealth and glory.

What's more, she really has Zhou Ziyue in her heart.

He was her first love after all.

So in a sense, if Zhou Ziyue could treat her well when they arrived in the desert, she would be willing to take good care of their entire family.

She also has a sense of responsibility as a wife.

Unfortunately--

The truth was not as good as she imagined.

In the past three years, Zhou Ziyue had never touched her. In his eyes, she was just a servant, nothing else. Even so, she had to endure Du's bullying.

She felt so tired.

The defeated flower in her hand seemed like a winner smiling at her sarcastically.

Some people can get into other people's hearts without doing anything.

And she did so much but was nothing.

She felt her body go limp, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string, and she felt extremely desperate.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Several Shanrong people rushed in from outside. They looked Jiang Qin up and down without any hesitation and asked, "Are you Jiang Qin?"

Jiang Qin stood up, looked around at the people in front of her, and asked calmly, "What are you going to do?"

Seeing her tearful appearance, the man thought she was a really good woman, so he smiled and said, "Someone has sold you to us as a slave, come with us."

When Jiang Qin heard this, her pupils shrank slightly.

She immediately knew who it was.

Zhou Ziyue had told her long ago that Tang Yue'er was a poisonous snake and that bringing her back would be a disaster, and it turned out to be true.

"Come here, tie her up and take her away." the Shanrong man ordered.

Unexpectedly, before they even made a move, Jiang Qin said, "Don't tie me up. I'll go with you."