The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

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

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

   This is not surprising. The Xiongnu had been besieging Xunyang for so long. It was 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 their journey.

   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 firm.

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

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

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

   But because the dumplings 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, and looked at Shen Yijia and the three with red eyes: "You are still not from Daxia, since you are protecting the scumbags of the Hu people."

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

   Yaoji: "Hu people are Huns."

   They always said that the Huns were the Huns. This was the first time Shen Yijia heard the term Hu people.

   Shen Yijia's face darkened when she heard that the child was a Xiongnu. 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 at the top of his voice, fluent in the 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 spoke of the Huns.

   He wiped a handful of tears with his dirty little hands, gritted his teeth and said, "They bullied my mother and beat me, saying that my mother and I are 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 kidnap Daxia's women and go back to the vicinity of Xunyang. Among the refugees, there were even daughters or sisters who were taken away by the Huns.

   This cry of the children immediately resonated with these refugees.

   Thinking about how their relatives were so humiliated in the Xiongnu, even if they had a child, that 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 also shouted and killed by people like mice crossing the street wherever they go.

   Looking at the wounds 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 so hard, he always felt disobedient.

   That paragraph just now looked like a simple explanation of his life experience, 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;

   went on to talk about how he and his mother were bullied by the Huns, expressing that he hated the Huns just like these refugees.

The last sentence of    is very powerful. The mother is gone, the Huns were bullied, and when they came to Daxia, they were yelled at and killed by you. The refugees are ordinary people, and they are the easiest to soften.

   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 the relatives who had been kidnapped.

   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 a young age, Yaoji has to guard against him.

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 by the collar, lifted him up and stood up. She couldn't help but glance at his blue eyes before asking, "We're leaving, where are you going?"

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

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

   It was only her, Yaoji and Danzi from the very beginning.

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 to my mother. "

  My darling, this is too beautiful to cry.

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

   Today is the third watch, try to get them together as soon as possible.

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

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

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Good night

   (end of this chapter)