Chapter 1406 The little girl who sold her body to bury her father


Chapter 1406 The little girl who sells the burial father


Tan Xingjian sipped tea and glanced at her sideways.

"You are the princess of Xizhao after all. Can you speak more appropriately? How can you get mad at a good-looking man?"

"Let mother see it and she will definitely teach you a lesson."

Tan Yingying curled her lips in dissatisfaction: "My mother is gentle and reluctant to talk about me, but my brother is always strict."

She stood up: "I won't tell you anymore. There are many novel things in the market in North Vietnam. I want to go there again."

After that, regardless of Tan Xingjian's shouts, Tan Yingying left with her maid.

Looking at the younger sister who did not return, Tan Xingjian pressed the eyebrows distressedly.


His sister is the most difficult to deal with.

She has been pampered by the prince and princess since she was a child, and she is the most beloved niece of the Emperor of Xizhao Kingdom.

He has been pampered since he was a child.

I'm really afraid that she will cause trouble in the capital.

Tan Xingjian thought for a while and arranged something for Zhu Sanniang.

Let her send someone to stare at Tan Yingying, to protect her safety, and don't let her have trouble.


Zhu Sanniang has a charming face, with thick rouge painted on the ends of her eyes.

Hearing this, she couldn't help but laugh and narrowed her eyes: "Hey, the Great Protector Tan didn't pursue the original poster. Has he changed his mind?"

Tan Xingjian frowned: "Don't talk nonsense, the original poster and I have a pure relationship where I help her and she benefits me. The person I asked you to pay attention to is my biological sister."

Zhu Sanniang was older than them all and had met many men. Upon hearing this, she just snorted coldly.

"A young boy with a tough mouth will make you cry when the girl you like is abducted by others!"

After saying that, she slowly swayed her waist and walked away slowly.

Tan Xingjian fell into deep thought.

He didn't see Xia Baoer for several days.


I wonder how she is doing? Have you lost weight?

……

The wedding banquet of Gu Xueyu and the sixth prince is coming soon.

Xia Baoer wanted to give a unique gift.

On this day, she took a carriage alone on the street, planning to have a good pick. She walked aimlessly down the street.

Suddenly I saw a group of people forming a circle in front of me, chattering and wondering what they were talking about.

The little girl approached curiously.

Then I heard a man say: "Oh, you sold your body to bury your father at such a young age, and you look so handsome. If you meet a bad family, it will be over!"

"That's right," the person next to him agreed: "With this look, he looks only eleven or twelve years old, right?"

Xia Baoer walked into the crowd involuntarily.

He saw a thin little girl wearing sackcloth and mourning kneeling on the ground.

She cried so hard that her face was stained with tears and stained with some dust.

But it's hard to hide her small round face with almond eyes, thin eyebrows and dark eyebrows. Although her hair is a little dirty, it can still be seen that it is smooth and beautiful.

If washed clean, it will look like silk.

Next to the little girl, a man covered by a straw mat lay.

She cried and sobbed, holding a sign in her hand that read: Sell yourself to bury your father.

I don’t know how long I have been kneeling here. In early summer, there is some unpleasant smell in the air.

The little girl pleads helplessly to those around her.

"My uncles, aunts and mothers, please do me a favor and give me a few cents so that I can bury my father!"

"Summer has arrived. If people don't rest in peace, I'm afraid they will stink. I beg you."

She was crying with tears streaming down her face, which made everyone feel pity for her.

At this moment, a brutal voice broke in.

"You can buy it, but I have to check the goods, don't give you money, but you are a sick seedling!"


Xia Baoer turned his eyes and looked.

A slovenly man in his fifties walked out of the crowd casually.

There was evil intention written in his small eyes.

(End of chapter)

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