Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

He lay sideways on the horse, looking at the ox cart behind her which had turned into a small black dot. Tears suddenly rolled down her eyes. They had finally escaped from the two evil spirits!

The horse's hooves were flying and it was galloping non-stop. He felt dizzy and her chest was aching.

After enduring for a long time, she finally raised her head slightly and summoned up the courage to say, "Hero, can you let me change my position? This is very uncomfortable."

The bearded man glanced at her sideways and thought to himself, I heard that you abused the young lady like that. I really want to hang you by the horse's tail and drag you away, and I don't care whether you are comfortable or not!

That’s right, the bearded man was Han Jue in disguise. He really enjoyed this mission and was very satisfied with his outfit. It was much better than being an ugly-faced shopkeeper in a shop!

Han Jue's eyes were too sharp, and He shrank her neck in fear. She rolled her eyes and begged, "Thank you, hero, for saving my life. We won't trouble you any further. Just drop us off on the side of the road!"

Han Jue asked in a hoarse voice, "Your two lives are only worth a word of thanks? There is no such good thing in the world!"

He's expression froze upon hearing this, and hesitantly asked, "Because you are a chivalrous and brave hero who stands up for justice?"

Han Jue rolled his eyes and said coldly: "Heroes also need to eat and sleep, and they won't do business without capital."

He's face paled instantly. She and Tianbao had lost everything except their lives. Who knew where that damned Song Zhaoxing had gone, enjoying himself, and he hadn't come looking for them yet.

She was silent for a moment, then stammered, "But my son and I are penniless. How about I become your maid?" Her tone paused, her face flushed, and she said softly, "I'll warm your bed, if only you could spare my son."

Han Jue was so frightened that he almost fell off his horse. What kind of beautiful thing was this damn old woman thinking? He was obviously about the same age as Song Tianbao! He remembered the beard on his face, but even with a beard, he couldn't be that old! How disgusting!

The more Han Jue thought about it, the more disgusted he felt. He could no longer bear it and kicked He off the horse.

He flew along a parabola, landing in a roadside field. Suddenly, she felt her internal organs shift, a gash on her face spilling warm blood. Pain surged through her limbs like a tide, like countless tiny insects gnawing at her flesh.

"Ouch~ Ouch~" He couldn't help but groan in pain.

Han Jue rode his horse forward a few steps and suddenly realized that if he failed in this mission, Uncle Ping would never assign him another mission, so he grabbed the reins and turned his horse around.

He looked at He's miserable appearance coldly and laughed out loud. It was so satisfying!

He looked at Han Jue with fear on her face and had forgotten to groan. If the two people on the ox cart were evil ghosts, then this man was undoubtedly the King of Hell!

Han Jue finally laughed enough, and he dismounted, sauntering towards He. He stepped back in fear, but Han Jue picked her up like a chicken and threw her sideways onto the horse.

He jumped on his horse and quickly chased after the horse in front.

Two hours later, it was getting dark and the group stayed in a small inn for the night.

Before dismounting, Han Jue warned coldly: "You'd better not play any tricks, otherwise your son will die immediately." He nodded tremblingly.

The plain-looking young man who was escorting Song Tianbao was called Zou Yi. He was one of the children selected by Zou Ping from the pawnbroking agency. Zou Ping gathered these children and trained them in a farm outside the capital.

Zou Yi was the oldest and the most clever, hence his name, and he became the eldest of all the children. This was the first time Zou Ping had assigned Zou Yi a formal task, and Zou Yi was overjoyed and extremely serious about it, but his partner, Han Jue, was giving him a lot of headaches.

Walking into the inn room, Zou Yi could no longer hold back and pointed at He's bloodstained face, saying coldly, "What's going on?"

Han Jue scolded lightly: "You have no respect for your elders, call me Big Brother!" Han Jue liked the title Big Brother, so he forced all the children to call him Big Brother, because no one could beat him, so he became Big Brother and Zou Yi became Second Brother.

Han Jue raised his fist, and Zou sat down on the chair angrily.

Han Jue disliked Zou Yi because of his face. His unremarkable face was real and was specially selected by Uncle Ping. Whenever Han Jue saw Zou Yi's face, he would think of his own human skin mask.

Song Tianbao was still unaware of Han Jue's horror, nor did he care why He's face was covered in blood. He slumped down in the chair, reached out to pour himself a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

The hot and fragrant tea flowed along his mouth, soothing his senses, and finally warming his stomach. Song Tianbao couldn't help but let out a long sigh. This is how people should live!

He swallowed unconsciously. Seeing that Han Jue did not scold Song Tianbao, she sat down carefully. She also poured herself a cup of tea, held the cup with both hands and sipped it in small sips, as if it was nectar from heaven, and she was reluctant to drink it all in one gulp.

After the two of them finished drinking the pot of tea, Han Jue called the waiter and ordered a table of food.

Song Tianbao couldn't help but drool at the mere mention of the dishes. Two months ago, these dishes would have been a nuisance to him, but now they seemed like delicacies only found in Heaven. He rubbed his palms together, feeling a bit excited, regretting the half-empty pot of coarse tea he'd just drunk.

Soon, plates of delicious food were placed on the table. Just as Song Tianbao was about to start eating, Han Jue stopped him.

Han Jue pointed to the dry biscuits beside him and said coldly, "Those are what you should eat."

Song Tianbao was so greedy for the delicious food in front of him that he shouted, "Why can't you let us eat it?"

Han Jue sneered, "Grandpa, I saved your lives, and I still want to treat you to good food and drink? You wish!" He pointed at the table full of delicious food and said coldly, "You can eat it if you want, but give me the money!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Jue picked up his chopsticks and started to eat heartily. Zou Yi was not to be outdone and started to grab the food.

Song Tianbao tugged at He's sleeve and complained, "Mother, I want to eat those dishes!" Seeing that the dishes on the table were getting less and less, he urged, "Mother, hurry up, think of a way!"

He said helplessly: "But we don't have any money!"

Han Jue suddenly interrupted, "We're already outside Shengjing City. Shengjing City is so big, who doesn't have a few relatives? Don't you know how to borrow some?"

He hesitated and said, "My family does have relatives in Shengjing City. I have a daughter, but she doesn't know me. I also have a mother-in-law, and I don't know if she is still alive."

Han Jue was delighted and said in a cold voice: "Then go find your mother-in-law and ask for your and your son's lives!" He stretched out a palm.

He was startled and asked in surprise, "Fifty taels?"

Han Jue snorted coldly: "Why? Your two lives are not worth this much?"

Song Tianbao said first: "It's worth it, of course it's worth it. Mother, just agree to this small amount of money!" When they were in Jiazhou, although fifty taels was not a small amount that the Song family would casually take out, Song Tianbao's food and clothing expenses for a year were enough for three or four fifty taels.

Song Tianbao said anxiously: "Hero, my mother agreed, can I eat this dish?" His eyes were fixed on the dishes, and in a short while, most of them had been eaten.

Han Jue was full. When he saw Zou Yi put down his chopsticks, he nodded.

Song Tianbao ate quickly as if he had been pardoned. He swallowed her saliva, but her expression was a little worried...