The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Chapter 233 , Jiajia can't walk when she sees good-looking people.

They drove non-stop for a few days, and several people were exhausted. Fortunately, they could enter Xunyang territory in one day, and the number of refugees who could be seen everywhere gradually decreased.

This is not surprising. The Xiongnu have been besieging Xunyang for so long. It is time to run away from Xunyang. The further back, the fewer refugees.

Shen Yijia and the others stopped and simply used a few mouthfuls of dry food, and were about to continue on their way.

A dozen refugees suddenly came in front of them, they were chasing a child and shouting and killing.

After a few breaths, the child ran up to them.

Only then did Shen Yijia realize that the child's eyes were actually lake blue, as beautiful as two sapphires.

It's just that his face is blue and purple, his clothes are dirty, and there are many dark marks left after the blood has dried up. At first glance, it was clearly beaten.

The child was not unhappy when he saw Shen Yijia looking at him, but instead looked surprised, and suddenly fell down at Shen Yijia's feet as if he could not stand still.

"Save, save me." He raised his head and looked at Shen Yijia pitifully.

Shen Yijia was shocked, her eyes looked better when they were covered with water mist.

"Kill him, kill him..." The refugees rushed to them in a swarm, with sticks and stones, all shouting that they wanted to kill the child in front of them.

But the group on the side did not dare to approach.

Someone in the crowd threw a stone and smashed it on the boy's head. Shen Yijia subconsciously stretched out his foot and kicked the stone back.

This kick was incredible. The refugees thought that Shen Yijia and the children were in the same group, and they would start when they held the guy.

Yaoji and Mo Yuan rushed forward to protect Shen Yijia behind them.

An old man in the crowd suddenly stood up and stopped the refugees. He stared at Shen Yijia and the three of them with red eyes: "You are still not from Daxia, since you are protecting the scumbags of the barbarians."

"Hu people?" Shen Yijia asked Yaoji with a wink.

Yaoji: "Hu people are Huns."

They always said that the Huns were the Huns, and it was the first time Shen Yijia heard the name Hu people.

When she heard that the child was a Huns, Shen Yijia's face darkened. If these Huns were not fed up, she would still be living a peaceful life in Xiagou Village with her beautiful husband.

Where can we be separated for so long?

"I'm not." The child shouted, speaking in fluent Central Plains dialect.

The crowd was silent for a moment, and then the child continued to choked with red eyes and choked: "My mother is from Daxia, and she was snatched by the Huns. Later, my mother had me."

When talking about the Huns, his little face was full of resentment, no less than the hatred when these refugees talked about the Huns.

He wiped a tear with his dirty little hands and said through gritted teeth, "They bullied my mother and beat me, saying that my mother and I were both their slaves, not the Huns.

My mother told me that she is from Daxia, I was born to her, and I am also a citizen of Daxia.

My mother died, I managed to escape back to Daxia, but why do you say that I am not from Daxia, then who am I? "

After speaking, the child was already crying.

It is not uncommon for the Huns to abduct Daxia's women back to the vicinity of Xunyang. Some of the refugees even had their daughters or sisters taken away by the Huns.

This cry of the child immediately resonated with these refugees.

Thinking about how their relatives were so humiliated in the Xiongnu, even if they had a child, the child would be displeased.

They hated the Huns for causing them to be separated from each other and leave their homeland. But he couldn't deal with the child who had half of the Daxia bloodline in his body.

No one knows if there is another child of the same origin with them in other places, and they are shouted and killed like a mouse in the street wherever they go.

Looking at the injuries they made on the children, the refugees bowed their heads in shame, and the guys who lost their hands whimpered and cried.

Shen Yijia: This kid is so powerful that he still needs to ask her for help?

She didn't know that when the refugees saw the child, they didn't give him a chance to speak...

Watching the refugees leave one by one, the child's drooping blue eyes revealed a complex color, but no one saw it.

"Master, what should I do with this kid?" Yaoji is well-informed. Although this kid just cried and revealed his true feelings, he always felt disobedient.

The paragraph just now seemed to be explaining his life in a simple way, but it was coherent and not a single word was nonsense. First, say that your mother is from Daxia, and bring yourself closer to the relationship with Daxia;

Then he talked about how he and his mother were bullied by the Huns, expressing that he hated the Huns as much as these refugees.

The last sentence is very powerful. My mother is gone, I was bullied in the Xiongnu, and when I came to Daxia, I was yelled at and killed by you. The refugees are ordinary people, and they are the easiest to soft-hearted.

They felt that they were pitiful without a home, but they didn't expect this person to be more pitiful than them, and they thought about their kidnapped relatives, and this resonated immediately.

In just a few words, the refugees turned from disgust for him to sympathy. This kid is so good at seizing people's hearts and creating opportunities for himself at such a young age, Yaoji has to guard against it.

The most important thing is that Yaoji glanced at the dumplings. Since the boy was not afraid at all when he saw the dumplings, he wouldn't think that the person who could say that would be the kind of person who can think of a big bug as a cat and doesn't understand anything. Childhood.

Shen Yijia glanced at her child with a look of admiration, only to feel a toothache: "What else can I do, I can't take people to Xunyang."

She thought for a while, then bent over and grabbed the child's collar, lifted him up and stood up. She couldn't help but glanced at his blue eyes twice before asking, "We're leaving, where are you going?"

"I, can I follow you?" When he said this, he held his fingers timidly, and looked at Shen Yijia with hope.

Shen Yijia supported her forehead, she always felt that things were going a bit wrong, she came out to find people, not to pick them up.

At the beginning, it was only her, Yaoji and Tuanzi.

Mo Yuan's skill is good, but she might be able to help, this is different, so she shook her head decisively: "No, you fled from the Xiongnu to Daxia, you should know that Xunyang is fighting, and it is very dangerous there. "

And even if this kid goes together, it is impossible to guarantee that he will not be torn apart by the people in Xunyang City as soon as he enters the city. In order not to make him sad, Shen Yijia did not say this.

The child pursed his lips, and pulled out a red rope from his neck, with a purse hanging on it.

He held the purse in his hand, and his eyes were red: "But my mother's family is in Xunyang. When she died, her biggest wish was to go back to her hometown to see, brother, can you bring me, I promise to enter. Xunyang will never follow you again.

I. I don't want to leave any regrets for my mother. "

My darling, this is too beautiful to cry.

Shen Yijia agreed unprincipally, not giving Yaoji a chance to speak.

Three shifts today, try to get them together as soon as possible.

Thank you Tiansheng, Mo, Xiaolin invincible in the world, Wanjie for the reward,

There should be an update on the fourth of next month.

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