Xiaoqing lay down again, then pulled the quilt open, and couldn't help but put her hand on the back of her head, and there was still a vague pain here.

I really don’t know what kind of temperament she used to be?

Early the next morning, they were already shouted, and of course there was also a terrible March inside.

Xiaoqing, Xiaohuang, and another one is called March.

So they add up and it’s not like the green and yellow months.

There were no less than dozens of people squeezed out from a carriage, and they were taken out of the city gate.

"Why are you crying?"

Xiaoqing asked Xiao Huang, who was crying, why did she cry? She had always been thinking very openly. It wasn't that if she was in the village, in the present years, Qinghuang might really be starved to death. So even if she was sold, it would be better than starving to death at home. What's more, if she was not sold, her parents, younger brothers and sisters would be starved to death.

Xiao Huang's tears were falling more and more, even the same was true for other people.

Xiaoqing is really not brave. What are they crying? Could it be that they are going to send them to do hard work? But just like that, the weak and the small, can they carry a few bricks or carry stones?

Of course, it is impossible to let them die. If they really want them to die, what would they do to keep them for so long? Was it was a waste of food or a disease?

So, this is neither for them to do hard work nor for them to die. It’s all right, and they are crying?

"Xiaoqing..."

Xiao Huang was crying so hard that he was out of breath, "Do you really don't know?"

Xiaoqing shook her head, she didn't know, she didn't even remember what she knew.

"Xiaoqing, aren't you worried?"

"What are you worried about?"

Xiaoqing really doesn’t know what she is worried about?

"We have left the Great Zhou territory."

Xiao Huang almost cried loudly, and the others couldn't help but feel sad, and they cried bitterly with their voices.

"Why are you crying?"

The man on the side yelled at him with a word.

"Everyone is crying, and I'm not going to send you to death. I'll smile. If you make the master unhappy, I'll see if I won't peel you off!"

As soon as Ren Jiazi finished his words, no one dared to cry loudly anymore, but each of them had red eyes and tears silently.

They left the Great Zhou and left their homes. They may not be allowed to go home in the future. It doesn’t matter if they are sold in other places. At least, they still have a thought in their hearts, but even if they leave the Great Zhou and go to other countries, even if they die in the future, they will become the souls of other countries and their souls are helpless.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Xiao Huang asked Xiaoqing uncomfortablely, why are everyone crying? Only she doesn’t even have a little expression. How big is this person’s heart?

"It's all Qinghuang who doesn't accept it anymore," Xiaoqing leaned back, "I shouldn't live to die, I shouldn't live. I feel that my luck is not so bad, right?"

"And..." She stretched out her hand and patted Xiao Huang on the shoulder, "It's not something you can solve all problems in this world just by crying."

"How to solve it?"

Xiao Huang sniffed again, and she sniffed. If she had known that she would have left the Great Zhou territory, I would rather find a crooked tree and hang my own. At least, I was a native of the Great Zhou Dynasty during my lifetime and a native of the Great Zhou Dynasty after my death.

Xiaoqing shook her head,

I don’t know, I can only take one step at a time, and I can count it.

"God should always give us a way out."

She raised her hand and put it in front of her, "Look at me, I can live so dark, but you are not dark yet?"

"You're pretty dark."

Xiao Huang moved aside and found a place for herself. She slept for a while. She didn't know whether to live or die, and now she didn't want to talk.

Shen Qingci knew that he was very dark.

She is not only dark in her skin color, but even her luck is also dark. Who like her, who forgot about the past? I won’t say that, and was sold by someone, and I don’t know where to sell it?

She also imitated Xiao Huang and shrank her body. The sky seemed to be getting dark. I don’t know if there was a storm coming.

Until she was sleeping in a daze, she was pushed by someone.

"Xiaoqing, wake up, wake up..."

Xiaoqing opened her eyes and sat up.

"What, what happened?"

She asked quickly.

Xiao Huang covered her mouth, "Don't talk, we have arrived in Baichu."

"How do you know it's Bai Chu's?"

Xiaoqing asked Xiaohuang, "Do you recognize the way?"

Xiao Huang put his fingers on his lips and shrewd, meaning that she would whisper more quietly, not so loud, what if someone heard it?

"I heard from them that we all bought it from the Great Zhou territory. What's wrong with the Northern Qi Cangtao?"

Bai Chu?

Xiaoqing shook her head, unable to remember at all.

Just when she was still thinking hard and was having a headache, she heard a sound of a stuck sound, as if the door was open and it was dark and they couldn't see anything until the carriage walked in.

These people were driven off the carriage, and then they were checked out like the goods to be sold, and then sold by the shellfish.

Those who are good-growing and young are picked out, and those who stay are crooked and cracked dates, or they are all without any characteristics.

Fortunately, the three months that are not suitable for the green and yellow are all relatively good-looking. Well, it is not good-looking, especially Xiaoqing, who is obviously older than the two of them, and of course they are the least good-looking. They look like village droughts from a distance, and look like jackals from a close distance. When you look closer, they look like village girls.

Even if he was sold into the noble man's mansion, he would probably have to be a fire-burning person. As for Xiao Huang, there were still three months left. Even if he was not a village girl, he would be stupid. According to Bai Chu's saying, he was not smart enough.

Those who are not bad at all were taken away first, while others like Xiaoqing were kept.

No matter who it is or the treacherous March, it is useless for them to have memories before or not. This is Bai Chu, not Da Zhou.

What they knew before might be useless here, and there are things that need to be forgotten, otherwise, what may be waiting for them is not something else, but the heads of people land.

And compared to the Great Zhou Dynasty, it has to be said that their lives are really a bit of a burden.

It’s not good to go anywhere, but someone is sold into Baichu.
Chapter completed!