King Wuerjin Karapu became impatient and said, "I heard that even her appearance has changed."

"Oh, I don't know who you heard this from. Da Gege's appearance has not changed at all, but the rouge and powder used in Beijing are better, and the master has gained a lot of weight, and his skin is fairer."

"Oh, Prince Dun treats her well."

"Excellent... Ever since I was born as a slave, I have never seen anyone more considerate and attentive than Prince Dun..."

…

Gesanghua bowed her head and bowed to exit, and was forcefully pulled into another tent.

Sitting inside was a young noble man and woman.

The girl is the third sister of the original owner, Mantagiri, which means small round face in Mongolian.

The man is the sweetheart of the original owner, Yidribuhe, which means solid and powerful in Mongolian.

Mantageri was famous for her beauty, and to attract the attention of the original owner, Abahai Borzigit, Idrizbhe was naturally tall and handsome, full of the strength and majesty of a young man.

This pair is sitting together, their style is really harmonious.

"Are you my eldest sister's personal slave?"

"yes."

"Look up, let's see... Tsk, tsk, how did you get out of the house with a look like this? By the way, brother Yidribuhe, didn't you say you had something to do with this slave girl?"

Twenty-year-old Idrizbuhe is far from an adult, with sharp eyes and a serious expression.

"You are her personal slave."

"yes."

"I have a letter for you to bring to her."

Gesanghua took a step back, raised her head, and said stupidly: "Sir, are you mistaken?"

"Why, you don't want to deliver a message for me!" Idrizbuhe's words were very calm, but no one could ignore the threat hidden in them.

"Not at all."

"Then what do you mean?" Mantagiri [with a small round face] pressed the whip against Gesanghua's throat. She gritted her teeth. If this idiot wasn't still useful, she would really give her elder sister a good gift.

gift.

Gesanghua didn't dare to move, her eyes were wide open and she was helpless: "My lord asked me to deliver a message, but, but, our mistress can't read!"

Mantagri: "..."

Idrizbuhe suppressed the smile on his lips and said, "Then just give me a message."

"Scum."

"After two days of hunting, I will wait for her on the east side of the wild boar forest. I have something to say to her."

"Slag." Gesanghua looked respectful and showed no sign of disobedience or struggle.

Mantage asked a little worriedly: "You won't say nothing after you go back, will you?"

"I don't dare!" Gesanghua shook his head, looking very timid.

Mantagri's round face said arrogantly, "I tell you, if your master doesn't come, just tell her that I have several sachets embroidered by her own hands. I will give them to Ide when the time comes."

Ribuhe, haha..."

Gesanghua said extremely honestly: "No one believes this. Our mistress can't even embroider a piece of grass. Sister Cao'er did all the embroidery."

The proud smile on the little round face stopped: "Then tell me, is she afraid that her bellyband is in my hand? Even if it is embroidered by Cao'er, it is embroidered specifically for her."

Gesanghua expressed pity for the other party's intelligence and gently shook her head, "Sister Cao'er helped embroider Dafujin, Er Gege, and Xiao Gege. For a while, she also embroidered for many noble ladies who came here.
Chapter completed!