The maid was struggling with an internal conflict.
She realized that the prince seemed to have misunderstood.
That jade pendant isn't meant for human wear at all!
If they don't tell, the prince will have to go out and embarrass himself; if they do tell, they're afraid of incurring his wrath.
Her knee is still hurting!
In that brief moment of hesitation, Qu Nian had already strode out.
Maid: "..."
She quickly changed the bedding, then asked for leave, saying she had a stomachache and would stay away for a couple of days.
Qu Nian went out to look for Ren Yingying for a long time but couldn't find her. Instead, he received many envious glances.
However, given his noble status and the fact that he has always been surrounded by admirers and adored since childhood, Qu Nian says he is very used to it.
They searched everywhere but couldn't find Ren Yingying, which was really worrying.
Ren Yingying said that while she was strolling around, she came to a magical place—a slave market.
These Northern Yi are indeed uncivilized; they even treat people like livestock for buying and selling.
Although there were people buying and selling servants in the Central Plains, they at least maintained some decorum and wouldn't do things like this, driving people onto a stage and having them chosen like livestock, even checking their teeth and such...
This is too humiliating.
This scene caused her extreme discomfort.
"Dog Meat, let's go," she said, hugging Dog Meat.
The Dog Meat barked at the counter, "Woof woof woof--"
Mom, look at this handsome man!
Seeing that it didn't want to leave, Ren Yingying patted its head, glanced at the stage, and then her eyes widened.
What did she see?!
It turned out to be a blond, blue-eyed white guy!
Look at those bright blue eyes, look at that straight nose, look at those sharply sculpted features, look at those long, beautiful legs...
In particular, this young man seemed to have had a terrible experience. He was in the freezing cold, barely clothed, and covered in wounds, which was heartbreaking to see.
At the age of seventeen or eighteen, having experienced all this, her eyes are empty and numb, it's a tragic aesthetic!
Ren Yingying: Come here, little brother, let your big sister give you a hug!
She asked the people around her and learned that the slaves being bought and sold here were prisoners of war.
These Northern Yi barbarians are born warmongers.
They weren't targeting anyone in particular; they just attacked whoever they could, and if they couldn't win, they'd back down.
Moreover, there are many tribes, and they are not unified at all; small tribes are even more arbitrary, attacking whomever they want.
--Being their neighbor is truly the worst luck imaginable.
Ren Yingying immediately became skeptical of the peace talks.
This is clearly a sign that the Northern Yi have backed down; there's nothing they can do. Once they recover in a few years, they'll definitely tear up the contract.
I'll have a good talk with Qu Nian about this when I get back.
Even among prisoners of war, there are differences in appearance due to race, but this guy clearly still intruded.
The Northern Yi barbarians also looked at him as if he were a monster, and they whispered among themselves.
According to the slave broker, these were captured when the neighboring country used prisoners of war during their attack on another country.
This unfortunate young man had been a prisoner of war several times over, and had ended up here from who-knows-where.
How pitiful!
How could such a beautiful woman suffer such a fate?
Ren Yingying asked loudly, "How much silver?"
The broker saw that she was dressed in rich attire, wearing a fox fur coat, holding a dog in her arms, and followed by a group of guards, and knew that the God of Wealth had arrived.
One hundred sheepskins!
Upon hearing this, the crowd booed.
This guy must be made of silver; he's clearly asking for an exorbitant amount.
He might enjoy the spectacle, but no matter how special he is, he's still just a slave.
Ordinary slaves were given a maximum of ten sheepskins, but this one wanted a hundred?
Ren Yingying: "... Oh."
The broker scurried over, beaming, "Madam, where should I take this to? This slave is timid and obedient; he'll definitely be useful..."
"Does asking the price mean I have to buy it?" Ren Yingying scoffed.
Does she have the words "sucker" written on her forehead?
The broker was stunned, feeling annoyed but not daring to offend him, and said with a forced smile, "That's not what I meant..."
He went back and gave the slave a severe beating with a whip.
Ren Yingying: "..."
You bastard, what a terrible thing to do.
My poor little brother.
However, she had to hold back and not let herself be fleeced, otherwise she would be angry every time she thought about it.
Ren Yingying thought for a moment, then pretended to be uninterested and left with her entourage.
Turning around, she found someone else to help her buy it, and finally bought the person for the price of twelve sheepskins, and rewarded the middleman with three sheepskins of silver.
The handsome younger brother was brought before Ren Yingying.
Ren Yingying was tired from walking and was sitting at a milk tea stall drinking milk tea.
"Hey waiter, give him a cup of milk tea. And who among you can buy him some clothes, oh, and a pair of boots too?"
Fifteen minutes later, the younger brother had changed into new clothes and was nervously drinking milk tea from a large bowl, his light blue eyes occasionally glancing up at Ren Yingying.
Ren Yingying rested her chin on her hand and looked at him, a maternal smile on her lips.
Okay, here's the material.
The "Me and My Exotic Little Puppy Brother" series is ready to begin.
However, this thought was fleeting.
She had no choice in the matter!
There's a powerful demon king pressing down on us from above!
"May I have your name?"
The handsome little boy put down his bowl, traces of milk tea still lingering at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were clear and blank, making him look like a little kitten.
Oh dear, my heart has melted.
How can someone have such a beautiful and Lovely younger brother!
I just don't understand the Central Plains dialect.
Ren Yingying had people ask in the Northern Yi language, and even in the languages of several tribes, but her younger brother still couldn't understand.
Never mind, language shouldn't be a barrier.
Beauty can help bridge cultural barriers!
"Then I'll call you... never mind."
Why would she name someone who can't stay?
Yes.
Although her younger brother is wonderful, Ren Yingying isn't so heartless as to want to keep him here.
She is now, after all, the Crown Prince's wife.
Although he rejected Qu Nian's confession, they remained friends.
Giving someone a bright green hat during the Chinese New Year is really inconsiderate.
She spoke and gestured as she asked her brother where he was from, intending to have someone send him home.
Unexpectedly, her younger brother gestured that he had no family left and wanted to follow her, then knelt down on one knee in front of her and kissed the tip of her shoe.
Aaaaaaah!
Little brother, please don't do this!
My older sister's will isn't that strong.
But my younger brother just wouldn't leave, and I really didn't know where to take him.
If you cruelly drive him away, he'll just get arrested and sold again.
Ren Yingying was in a dilemma.
What should we do?!
Suddenly, she saw Qu Nian walking towards her from not far away.
Ren Yingying had a sudden inspiration!
"Your Highness, Your Highness, you've arrived! I've brought you a New Year's gift!"
Don't call her stingy; she even gave him her beloved younger brother.
The responsibility for judging whether someone is good or bad, and how to deal with them, was successfully shifted to Qu Nian.
She stood there with her hands on her hips, looking all cool.
She is truly a woman who combines beauty and talent!