Chapter 150: Let Me Check It Out

ages, it feels like years. Am I right Am I right" Chen Zixuan's eyes lit up as he prepared to embrace Twenty-Nine. "My dear Twenty-Nine, your appearance is so timely."“Sister, young lady, the carriag...A middle-aged man shoved Chen Zixuan's arm, pushing her into the yard...

You, you, what are you going to do Don't come here! Don't come here! If you come any closer, I'll scream!

Chen Zixuan looked at the middle-aged man approaching step by step with some panic and fear. The man had broad shoulders and a strong waist. In the dim outdoor light, he appeared terrifying...

What are you doing Don't come any closer, I'm not the kind of woman you think I am, don't mess with me... I, I have bodyguards protecting me... He, he will be here soon to find me, don't come any closer, don't!

Chen Zi Xuan wildly swung her fists, kicking the man in front of her with a frantic desperation. She opened her mouth to scream, but suddenly remembered she could no longer speak...

"Still a wild girl!" That middle-aged man just pushed Chen Zixuan lightly, and she lost her balance and fell into the haystack beside her.

Chen Zixuan swallowed nervously. The disparity in strength between male and female made her even more anxious. What should she do What should she do I can't even speak, I don't even have a chance to scream for help...What am I going to do! Oh my god! Are you trying to kill me

No, I can't lose my innocence. Yun Jie is still waiting for me in modern times, and I must marry him with a clean slate. I have to figure something out…

Chen Zixuan, quick-witted in the midst of chaos, looked around. In her panic, her hairpin and the haystack became entangled. With a single movement, the hairpin tugged at her hair, causing her to grimace in pain. "What a mess," she thought, "When things go wrong, nothing goes right. Even my hairpin seems determined to make things worse..." The hairpin...

Hairpin!!!

Chen Zixuan hurriedly pulled the hairpin out of her hair. Because she used too much force, she pulled out a lot of hair, and the bun that the maid had braided for her also came undone. But Chen Zixuan didn't care about any of that right now. She tightly gripped the hairpin in her palm, making the worst preparations... If you try to force me later, I will use this hairpin to disable you... If I fail, I will use this hairpin to end myself...

That middle-aged man kept eyeing Chen Zixuan, naturally noticing her small movements. He had one foot on the straw pile and the other on a nearby stone, his figure looming over Chen Zixuan...

Chen Zixuan narrowed his eyes, clenching the hairpin in his hand tighter.

"What do you have in your hand" the middle-aged man looked at her, her hands clutching tightly, and trembling slightly.

Chen Zixuan glared at him, his head held high.

"What is it, give it to me!" The middle-aged man said as he reached out to grab it.

Chen Zixuan dodged and kicked frantically at the uncle in front of him with his feet.

"Give me!" The middle-aged man's angry voice made Chen Zixuan's ears ring.

Chen Zixuan gritted his teeth and retaliated, using a hairpin to fiercely stab the hand that was pulling at her clothes.

“You little brat, you have no manners!” The middle-aged man, wounded by the hairpin on his hand, became even more furious. He kicked Chen Zixuan in the stomach and then stomped on her face with one foot, desperately trying to snatch the hairpin from her grasp with both hands.

Chen Zi Xuan struggled again, but she still couldn't overcome the strength of a grown man. The middle-aged man exerted his force, and the hairpin directly slashed her hand, finally ending up in the middle-aged man's hand.

The middle-aged man held the hairpin in his hand, twirled it twice, and examined it carefully. Then he took a bite with his teeth: "It's really gold!"

"You little rich girl!" The middle-aged man was very satisfied with this hairpin, and stuffed it into his collar.

"Is there anything else of value" The middle-aged man pressed down harder on Chen Zixuan's face with his foot.

"Will he let me go if I gave him something of value" Chen Zixuan raised his hand, gesturing for the old man to move his foot.

The old man moved his foot off Chen Zixuan's face, but kept his eyes on her, afraid she would make any sudden moves.

Chen Zixuan knew she didn't have any silver taels on her, so she couldn't give it to this old man. Luckily, she was still wearing earrings and some hair ornaments. She wasn't sure if these were valuable or not, but they were better than nothing. She gave him these things, hoping he would let her go...

If only they robbed money and not people, Amitabha Buddha, Amitabha Buddha, Buddha protect me!

Chen Zixuan took off his earring from his ear and placed it in the middle-aged man's hand while observing the surroundings.

This courtyard is very small, and the living conditions don't look good. There's only a small hut on the left and two large houses on the right. It looks like only two families live here. At this time, candles are lit in all the houses, and there are shadows moving, but how can we ask for help

Chen Zixuan knew that the haystack she was in happened to be a blind spot from the people inside the house. It seemed like she had to make some noise, get the people inside to come out, so she could escape...

"Hurry up!" Seeing Chen Zixuan dawdle, his eyes darting around, the middle-aged man urged him impatiently.

Chen Zixuan was carefully taking apart a small decorative piece from her fixed updo. Because she didn't know much about ancient hairstyles, all these buns were styled by the maids in the prince's manor. She didn't know how to do them herself, so it was quite difficult to take them apart. Moreover, with straw always getting tangled with her hair and pulling at her scalp, it made the process even more frustrating.

"Hurry up, you old man!" the middle-aged man urged again.

Chen Zixuan placed the two newly removed ornaments in his hand and then proceeded to undo the ornament at the back of his head.

Then Chen Zixuan fumbled for half a day before finally pulling out two. The middle-aged man was getting impatient, he grabbed Chen Zixuan's hair directly, his fingers roughly rummaging through Chen Zixuan's hair, seeing or touching an ornament, he would just yank it down without caring about Chen Zixuan's life or death.

Chen Zixuan didn't dare to speak at this time, he could only bear it...

"How come you only have this" The middle-aged man weighed the ornament he pulled from Chen Zixuan's head, pocketed his spoils, and his wolf-like eyes began sizing up Chen Zixuan once more...

Chen Zixuan bowed her hands and pleaded, "Sir, please spare me. I'm not the kind of woman you think I am. Please, spare me...""I've already taken everything valuable off myself. I have nothing left of value. Please, sir, show mercy and spare me. For your children, for your family, accumulate some good karma..."

Chen Zixuan's mouth was moving, but there was no sound. The middle-aged man looked at her: "She's a mute! Haha! Let me check if she has anything valuable left!"

The deaf are a disadvantaged group in society, shouldn't they be taken care of Why do you have to pressure me like this I don't really have anything valuable left...

Chen Zixuan shook her head and gestured to her messy hair, indicating that she had given him all the hairpin ornaments on her head...

"No head, but maybe something hidden on his body! I'm going to check if you have anything valuable!" The middle-aged man’s eyes were like a wolf staring at Chen Zixuan's chest…ched his paw toward the curtain...The poisoned arrows on the roof were aimed at the carriage curtains. The cold phoenix eyes stared intently at the movements inside the carriage. The phoenix eyes narr...