Ahaya was stunned, staring blankly at the man in front of her. Her dark eyes could not see the bottom, like a ferocious beast that chose people to devour.
This gesture was too familiar. For some reason, it reminded her of him in her memory. He was also pressing forward step by step, making her almost breathless.
She lowered her eyes, thinking of the coarse linen clothes she was wearing, and the money she was having a hard time living with. She felt at a loss for a moment, and embarrassment gradually appeared in her eyes.
Before she could come up with a decent answer, Xie Jie moved again.
He stretched out his hand, slowly along her jade cheek, caressed her black hair, accurately found the branches of the red plum blossoms, and pulled them out bit by bit.
The hair was scattered, making Ahaya's beautiful and fair face look increasingly thin and sickly, like a pear blossom in the rain, which was particularly endearing.
Xie Jie did not cast his eyes on her, but played with the red plum in his hand, his voice was low and could not be ignored.
"It's mine."
Just three words, but with great momentum, Ahaya's heart skipped a beat, her pupils shrank, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether he was talking about the red plum or her.
Xie Jie had already turned around and entered the government office. Zhou Zhong then bent forward and helped Aheya stand up, with a flattering smile on his face: "Girl, your blessing has arrived. Come in with our master quickly."
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Ahaya bit her lower lip fiercely, took a deep breath, then slowly stood up and followed him.
When she entered the main hall of the official government office, what she saw was the usually majestic prefect wearing official robes, but he was kneeling in the hall, trembling, kowtowing, not even daring to raise his head.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I made this big mistake because I was confused for a moment. Please forgive me this time for the sake of my loyal service to the country for many years -"
The prefect's hair was already gray, and he cried bitterly and begged for mercy. It was so sad that even Ahaya couldn't help but frown slightly.
Xie Jie turned a deaf ear and didn't even raise his eyelids. He sat upright, his aura no longer restrained, and the hall was filled with dead silence. Even his breathing was very light.
The smile on Zhou Zhong's face did not change. He stepped forward and bowed to salute: "Your Majesty, the girl is here."
"People's daughter Ahya, please see your majesty."
Ahaya reacted, bowed her head and knelt down, saluted respectfully, feeling secretly shocked in her heart.
She didn't expect that Xie Jie would directly reveal his identity and put everything on the surface.
As a result, she must be more careful with her subsequent actions to avoid being suspected of flattery.
Xie Jie paused while turning the red sandalwood rosary beads with his fingertips, raised his eyes slightly, his face was frosty, and his tone was cold, as if he had a murderous intention: "A Rong tribe member?"
"Now that we have arrived in Daxu's land, we are Daxu's people." Aheya did not rush to explain, but bowed his head obediently, revealing his slender and white neck, and spoke as if to show weakness, "Your Majesty once ordered that all Daxu people
In the city, you must abide by the laws and disciplines, no matter what your race is, right?"
It is said that the king of Daxu was violent and murderous, but no one dared to deny his achievements on the battlefield.
He single-handedly captured the eighteen cities of Beiguan. After the city was broken, he ordered a strict ban on killing and plundering civilians, and incorporated the Beirong tribe in the city into Daxu's ancestral home. There were Rong tribesmen in Wancheng, which was really nothing new.
Xie Jie didn't answer, just looked at her quietly.
Ahaya lowered her eyes, and the oppressive gaze made her back slightly shiver, but she still stubbornly straightened her spine.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly turned cold, and it was so quiet that it was suffocating.
After an unknown amount of time, Xie Jie finally looked away, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the magistrate who was still howling like a ghost, and sneered, with a hint of anger in his tone.
"I haven't killed him yet. Let me cry for myself first."
"Zhou Zhong, let him get in."
"Yes." Zhou Zhong responded quickly and waved, and two armored guards dragged the magistrate in and pinned him to the ground, not caring that his face was covered with snot and tears, and he was embarrassed.
Ahaya turned away and listened to Xie Jie's voice, which was cool and had the unique aura of a superior person.
"If you have any grievances before the prefect, please tell me."
Ahaya closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, only clarity remained. She slowly recounted the story of Liu Nu. By the end, her eyes were red and misty.
"Your Majesty! I really don't know anything about this and have no intention of protecting you!" The magistrate was frightened and begged for mercy. "I have never seen this woman. If I had heard about it earlier..."
Ahaya was so angry that he gritted his teeth at his words of shirking responsibility, his eyes burned with anger, and he almost sneered.
It turned out that it was a misunderstanding that she was turned away three days ago. When the drum was sounded, no one dared to answer, which was also a misunderstanding.
Xie Jie was noncommittal, turning the red sandalwood rosary beads in his hand, his eyes dim, and after a long while, he spoke, his tone unpredictable.
"Did you hear that?"
"If you file a complaint, you will die." He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ahaya condescendingly, without concealing his interest. "But beauty is hard to find. If you withdraw the complaint now..."
"There may be one more Zhaoyi in the palace."
Should I die for a slave, or should I enjoy all the glory and wealth? It seems self-evident how I should choose.
Ahya took a deep breath, without hesitation, and kowtowed heavily with a firm voice.
"I am willing to die in order to seek justice!" This chapter has been completed!