Beiming Shuangxue paced back and forth, pouting and complaining: "Sister Qingmei really asked people to drive us up. My husband, aren't you worried?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and said, "What are you worried about? We will be leaving soon, so there is nothing to worry about."
"But those women, when I walked in, their eyes were so cannibalistic~ It made me a little scared~"
"Haha, it's normal for them to look at you that way. If I were a woman and someone tried to compete with me for a man, I would behave that way."
Beiming Shuangxue smiled and took Ma Xiaoquan's arm: "So, my husband also wants to be a woman?"
"Haha, I don't. It's great to be a man. With you by my side, I will have no regrets in this life~"
"I hate you, you are so good at talking~" Beiming Shuangxue nudged Ma Xiaoquan cutely.
Ma Xiaoquan dragged Bei Ming Shuangxue's chin and said with a smile: "Madam, isn't this just a matter of course? How about we do something serious?"
Beiming Shuangxue's face instantly turned red: "It's right here. What if Sister Qingmei comes in?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Come in? Come in and let her watch. At worst, if she wants to join, I have no objection~"
"How dare you~" Beiming Shuangxue hugged Ma Xiaoquan's neck, "I'm going to make you crawl right now to see if you still dare to have ideas for other women..."
...
In the evening, the gathering of the Eight Great Fortunes was coming to an end. Someone suggested looking for Ma Xiaoquan and Beiming Shuangxue. Gu Qingmei nodded and said to look for them herself.
Arriving at the door of the room that had been arranged for the two of them in advance, Gu Qingmei heard some unharmonious sounds. She leaned against the door to listen, and then realized her embarrassment.
Gu Qingmei has experienced sex between men and women before, and she knows very well what is going on.
Gu Qingmei lowered her head and cursed secretly, then turned and left.
Gu Qingmei had just left, and the door opened. Ma Xiaoquan stuck his head out, smiled and said to Beiming Shuangxue inside: "Xiaomei, don't tell me, Gu Qingmei is really confused by the two of us, hehe~"
Beside the table, Beiming Shuangxue, who was wearing Ma Xiaoquan's clothes, said with a blushing face: "It's not just you, why are you practicing, how embarrassing... If Sister Qingmei peeks, then...
Revealed?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "That's not possible~"
"Ms. sir, I don't understand, why do you do this?"
Ma Xiaoquan grinned: "You will understand then~"
...
Gu Qingmei went back to report to the eight Fujins, saying that Ma Xiaoquan and Beiming Shuangxue were doing that in a room upstairs. When the Fujins heard this, some cursed them, while others were curious.
Zhezhe coughed twice, straightened the atmosphere, and said: "It's getting late, so let's disperse. Everyone, Fujin, please remember to go back and do things quickly, don't delay~"
"Yes~"
...
The seven Fujins left first, but Zhezhe stayed behind, sitting in a certain room and drinking good tea from Guan Nei.
The door opened, and Ma Xiaoquan and Beiming Shuangxue walked in with smiles.
"Zhezhe Dafujin, thank you for your hard work today~" Ma Xiaoquan said with cupped hands.
Zhezhe raised his head and glanced at Ma Xiaoquan, then shifted his gaze to Beiming Shuangxue's face.
We are all women. Zhezhe could tell at a glance whether or not that had happened.
"Ma Xiaoquan...Beiming Shuangxue, you two are such a scourge~" Zhezhe frowned and put down the tea cup, stood up and said lightly.
Ma Xiaoquan and Beiming Shuangxue looked at each other, and they just smiled slightly without talking to each other.
"Okay, I have already ordered you to take care of the matter of running away. In the evening, customs clearance documents from each tribe will be delivered. You can ask Gu Qingmei to get it."
"Thank you Zhezhe Dafujin~"
Zhezhe shook his head, turned and left.
...
In the evening, the various Fujin officials actually asked people to deliver the customs clearance documents for each level. When Gu Qingmei delivered the seven documents to Ma Xiaoquan, Ma Xiaoquan was surprised and praised them.
"Okay, without further ado, I think you should leave now~"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "Not tonight~"
"What? Huang Taiji didn't come to check on you, and martial law will only start tomorrow afternoon. If you don't leave tonight, it will be too late tomorrow."
"No, if I leave tonight, I won't be able to leave~ I don't believe you are watching~"
Sure enough, not long after Ma Xiaoquan put down this judgment, Huang Taiji sent someone to Hanxuan Building to "check the post." When he saw Ma Xiaoquan and his wife having supper with Gu Qingmei in the room, the soldiers who came to check the post did not bother them and left directly.
.
In the palace, after hearing the soldiers' report, Huang Taiji finally felt at ease. During the meeting during the day, he had been worried that Ma Xiaoquan would leave without saying goodbye. Although martial law would not start until tomorrow afternoon, he had actually arranged for someone to secretly keep an eye on Ma Xiaoquan and Ma Xiaoquan.
It's frosty and snowy in Beiming.
Zhezhe reported to Huang Taiji that he had a good chat with the seven Fujins. Everyone agreed that they should go back and persuade their men not to engage in internal competition all the time, but to unite and unite.
Huang Taiji nodded, very happy. Seeing Zhezhe worrying about him, Huang Taiji agreed to spend the night at Zhezhe's place later.
Before that, Huang Taiji called the injured Cato over, firstly to ask how his injury was, and secondly to ask him why he was injured.
At that time, in Huang Taiji's view, Gato clearly had the absolute advantage, but why did Cato's knee hit him and cause him to be injured?
After the doctor's examination, Cato's kneecaps were completely shattered. Now he doesn't know if he can recover. Even if Cato can stand up again one day, he may not be able to become a qualified wrestler.
This means that Cato is useless.
Cato pursed his lips and cried profusely while lying on the stretcher. Huang Taiji couldn't comfort him, so he could only let him cry.
After a while, Cato calmed down.
Huang Taiji asked: "Cato, how did you do it? Why is it so baffling?"
Cato said: "Khan, I was going to win, but when I lifted Ma Xiaoquan, I found that he was getting heavier and heavier. Really, I couldn't hold it on anymore in the end, and he fell down. Moreover,
He was very tough, so my kneecap was smashed by him."
"It's getting heavier? Still very hard?" Huang Taiji squinted his eyes, and immediately thought of the strange behavior when he was carrying the wine bottle that day, and the situation when Ma Xiaoquan was unable to be shot to death by a bow and arrow during the Ningyuan defense battle.
"It seems you feel strange too."
Cato was stunned: "Khan, you also know?"
"Hmph, it must be Ma Xiaoquan's fault~" Huang Taiji snorted coldly, "Well... I'm holding a military meeting these two days. As for you, send someone to keep an eye on Ma Xiaoquan for me. You
Although you can't move, you can at least open your mouth, so if anything happens, you can ask someone to carry you to me, and when I see you, I will naturally stop the meeting and come to see you~"
"Thank you, Khan, thank you, Khan~"
"Besides, I don't want to wait any longer. I have already told Urtu that I want to get the girl next to Ma Xiaoquan right away. So, if you can kill Ma Xiaoquan, you can do it~"
Cato was stunned for a moment, then he flattened his lips and cried: "Khan, you are so wise~"
"Okay, go down and get ready~"
"Yes~~"
...
The next day, Ma Xiaoquan and Bei Mingshuangxue got up early. They simply packed some soft goods and waited quietly in the house.
Last night, Gu Qingmei was asked to send the accompanying people out of Shenyang City. At this time, the only people who came to Shenyang together were Ma Xiaoquan and Beiming Shuangxue.
The door opened and Gu Qingmei walked in. She looked at Ma Xiaoquan and Beiming Shuangxue and sighed, "Are you leaving?"
"Yes~" Ma Xiaoquan stood up and bowed to Gu Qingmei, "Thank you for the hospitality these days~"
"No~ We just benefit from each other, so there is no need to thank me, Ma Xiaoquan, do you really know how to go to the secret realm?"
"Yes, if you are interested, you can come to Jinzhou City to find me in a few months. We can go together then~"
Gu Qingmei was stunned, shook her head and said with a bitter smile: "I'd better go back by myself~ Okay, it's getting late, it's time for you to go out~ By the way, Huang Taiji actually sent someone to follow you a long time ago, but don't worry, it's already I've taken care of everything, you can just leave with peace of mind~"
...
Ma Xiaoquan and Beiming Shuangxue changed their appearances. The latter wore a turban because his head was blood red.
There was still some time before complete martial law. At this time, the two of them came to Shenyang City with tokens.
The guard general named Shalu looked at the token handed over by Ma Xiaoquan and asked: "What kind of dealers are you?".
Ma Xiaoquan deliberately pretended to speak blunt Chinese and said: "Sir, I am a sheepskin maker. I heard that the harvest has been bad recently and it is difficult to make sheepskins. But I can't go back empty-handed, otherwise I will suffer a big loss, so I bought some. Clothes, take them back and throw them away~"
Shalu raised his eyebrows and used a spear to open Ma Xiaoquan's baggage belt. At a glance, he saw the leather jacket worn by the gorgeous woman at the top.
Shahru recently accepted a woman, whom he liked very much. The woman said a few days ago that she was interested in a leather jacket. Today, Shahlu took a look at it, and it turned out to be this one.
"This leather jacket...keep it~" Shalu said as he picked up the leather jacket.
"Well...well, the little one is for the uncle~" Ma Xiaoquan was in a dilemma.
"Hmph, you Han people, get out of here~" Shalu took advantage and threw Ma Xiaoquan's baggage to him with a smile, and then looked at Beiming Shuangxue standing next to Ma Xiaoquan.
After the disguise, Beiming Shuangxue not only looked ugly, but also had a huge black spot on her face, which looked like a scar.
"Take off your headscarf," Shalu said, pointing at Beiming Shuangxue.
Ma Xiaoquan was a little nervous and said quickly: "Sir, that's my little sister who has smallpox. If you... don't believe me, please take a look~" As he said that, Ma Xiaoquan was about to roll up Beiming Shuangxue's sleeves.
