Chapter 8 Chapter 8 "I'll just call you Ergou"

The next night, Ye Wanwan went to the black market. The black market is not an ordinary market, but a secret city hidden deep underground.

The black market sells rare and exotic items. Perhaps it is a treasure that is hard to come by in a thousand years, or a long-lost secret technique.

Ye Wanwan walked through the narrow alleys with ease and went straight to the auction house deep in the black market.

The auction house is located in the center of the underground city, surrounded by thick stone walls, isolated from the outside world. The lights in the venue are dim and swaying. Every buyer wears a mask, dresses modestly, and hides in the darkness.

In the center of the auction house is a high platform, on which are placed today's auction items. However, the finale of today is not a rare treasure, but a row of dishevelled people.

"The last item of today's auction is a slave." The voice of the vendor is low and hoarse. Two big men pushed a row of ragged people onto the platform, their faces full of fear and despair.

"I know that you, the distinguished guests, are not short of slaves." The vendor walked slowly, with a meaningful smile on his lips. "Therefore, before the sale begins, we have another good show." He waved his hand, and several of his men threw a sharp dagger onto the stage. "Only one person on the stage can survive. Only the one who survives is eligible to be bought."

Before he finished speaking, the stage was dead silent. Those disheveled people looked at each other, their eyes full of fear and struggle. Suddenly, a thin man grabbed the dagger and stabbed the person next to him without hesitation. Blood gushed out, dyeing the platform red, and also ignited the prelude to this life-and-death struggle.

The stage suddenly fell into chaos, with swords and shadows, and screams one after another. Blood flowed along the edge of the platform and dripped onto the ground, making a slight "tick-tock" sound.

Ye Wanwan narrowed her eyes slightly, frowned, and looked at the bloody scene and thought to herself: The taste of this mortal is too unique, it's simply unbearable to watch.

Finally, there was only one person left on the stage. He was covered in blood, stepped on piles of corpses, and slowly stood up. His eyes were empty and numb, as if he had already lost his soul. The vendor nodded with satisfaction and signaled his men to take him off the platform.

"Congratulations on proving your ability to all buyers. Now the auction begins."

"Twenty taels." "Fifty taels." "One hundred taels."... The voices came one after another, and the bidding gradually rose.

"One thousand taels!" A crisp female voice suddenly sounded in the corner. She knew that the person on the stage was Qi Youan, and she was bound to buy him.

The young lady successfully bought Qi Youan, but the slave she bought was not worthy of riding in the same carriage with her.

Qi Youan's hands were tied rudely to the back of the carriage, and as the wheels rolled, he was forced to stagger and run behind.

The carriage slowly drove out of the auction house. Qi Youan's steps became heavier and his breathing became more rapid. His physical strength had long been overdrawn, and he was almost dragged forward by the carriage. In the dust, his figure looked particularly thin, as if he would fall down at any time.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Ye Wanwan felt a little distressed, but she had to do so for the sake of character setting. If she had known earlier, she would not have written the legitimate daughter so arrogant and ruthless.

But this grievance was nothing to Qi Youan. He looked at the gorgeous carriage in front of him, and hope rekindled in his eyes. As long as he could enter the noble mansion, he would definitely be able to return to Qi State.

"Oh, my sister has been going out early and coming back late these days. Why did you bring a homeless person back today?" They happened to meet Ye Liyu when they entered the mansion.

"Why do you have the time to stare at me all day? You might as well change your shabby appearance of a concubine's daughter to avoid being embarrassed."

Ye Liyu's face froze, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. "You!" Without waiting for a reply, Ye Wanwan rolled her eyes at her and left. She had no time to discipline this third sister these days. After she settled Qi Youan, she would definitely teach her a lesson.

"Take him to wash up first, and come to see me in a clean state."

While the servant was taking Qi Youan to wash up, Ye Wanwan recalled the course of their love affair.

Next, she should arrange him to be a personal servant, humiliate and torture him, and make Qi Youan hate her.

The so-called sadomasochism must have abuse, hate first and then love, love without knowing it, and suffer in the heart.

After a while, Qi Youan had changed into a coarse cloth servant's clothes, and his hair was neatly tied up high. He knelt on the ground with his head bowed, his hands respectfully placed on his knees, and his back straight.

"Raise your head."

Qi Youan raised his head, his eyes calm and obedient. The face that was exactly the same as Li He came into Ye Wanwan's eyes. However, at this moment, he was even thinner than Li He, with sunken cheeks, a look of fatigue and forbearance in his eyes, and as thin as a willow branch.

Ye Wanwan's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of teasing flashed in her eyes. She crossed her legs and gently lifted Qi Youan's chin with the tip of her shoe.

The pair of shoes embroidered with gold and jade pendants shone faintly in the candlelight, forming a sharp contrast with Qi Youan's coarse cloth clothes.

"You are quite pretty." She said slowly, with a bit of sarcasm in her voice, "Young master's spring clothes are fragrant with osmanthus water, and the snow is far away from the study hall. Then I will give you a name, let's call you-Ergou."

Qi Youan's eyes flashed with a trace of astonishment, and then he kowtowed happily and said: "Thank you for the name, Miss. Ergou will swear to protect you until his death."

"I see that you are good at fighting. From now on, you will be my bodyguard and protect me. Do you understand?"

"Ergou understands." Qi Youan responded in a low voice, without a trace of ripples in his voice.

Ye Wanwan looked at the submissive look of the person in front of her and thought to herself: When immortals and gods descend to the earth and become mortals, they will stimulate the most unknown background in their hearts. Could it be that Li He is actually a submissive character?

"Fourth Miss, the master asked you to go to the lobby for a family banquet." The maid reminded softly, with a bit of caution in her tone.

Ye Wanwan was slightly stunned when she heard it. She almost forgot that today's family banquet was to practice for her brother's imperial examination. She took a deep breath and stood up.

After she left, the eyes of the people on the ground instantly became cold and dim. Qi Youan gritted his teeth and clenched the corners of his clothes with both hands. He didn't expect that this young lady was actually from the Prime Minister's Mansion, which was even more beneficial to him. What

Qi Youan has to do now is to please this young lady and let her use him. He wants to climb up to the royal family of Qi through this young lady, find the person who colluded with Qi Li to commit treason, and make them pay the price they deserve.

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In the lobby, everyone has taken their seats. As soon as Ye Wanwan stepped into the door, she heard a gentle voice: "Fourth Miss is finally here, and we've been waiting for you." The one who spoke was the concubine, Aunt Gu, with a smile on her face and a sweet voice, as if it was as sticky as honey. Ye Wanwan couldn't stand the coquettish look of this mother and daughter.

"I'll testify for the fourth sister, she definitely didn't mean to be late." Ye Liyu said with pretended concern, "Today, the fourth sister went out to play, and she was so kind that she brought a beggar back home. She must be exhausted." "

Beggar?" The wife of the Prime Minister frowned slightly, turned her eyes to Ye Wanwan, and her tone was a little unhappy.

Ye Wanwan was startled and hurriedly explained: "He's not a beggar, but just a servant. My daughter saw that he was good at fighting, so she bought him back to play with him and just to relieve her boredom."

"Okay." A low and majestic voice sounded in the hall. The Prime Minister sat in the main seat, and said with the unquestionable authority of a powerful official: "Today is a banquet for Heng'er. You must go all out in the imperial examination and don't lose the face of the Prime Minister's Office."

"Yes, father." Ye Heng stood up and bowed respectfully. As the son of the Prime Minister, he could have risen to prominence with the power of his family, but he insisted on taking the imperial examination, not wanting to be criticized for relying on his family.

After the banquet, it was already dark. Ye Liyu was planning to go back to her room, but when she passed the rockery, she suddenly heard a whisper coming from behind it.

"Did you really see the fourth lady by the Golden Lake..." A maid's voice was very low, and the following words were unclear, as if deliberately avoiding people's eyes.

"Yes, hey, don't tell anyone." Another maid responded softly, with a bit of nervousness in her tone.

Ye Liyu paused, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes. When she heard this conversation at this moment, she suddenly became interested. The corners of her lips curled slightly, and she thought to herself: Ye Wanwan, what the hell are you doing?

She changed direction and walked quietly towards the Golden Lake. The night was as dark as ink, and only the cicadas echoed in her ears, which seemed particularly quiet. Ye Liyu walked carefully in the faint moonlight, and unknowingly approached the lake, looking around, trying to find Ye Wanwan's trace.

However, before she could see the scene by the lake, she suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind. She was caught off guard and her body suddenly leaned forward, followed by a huge splash of water. Ye Liyu and her maid fell into the lake, and the cold water instantly drowned her screams.

"Ah! Help! Help!" Ye Liyu struggled desperately in the water, her voice full of fear. Her maid also called for help in panic, and the two of them floundered in the water, in a mess.

At the same time, a black shadow flashed quickly from the lakeside and disappeared quietly in the night. The man's footsteps were light, and he was obviously very familiar with the terrain of the mansion.

Ye Wanwan hurried back to her courtyard, and heard the cry for help from the direction of Jinhu from afar. The corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up a smug smile. She murmured in a low voice: "Do unto others as you would have done unto them. Ye Liyu, you have reaped what you sowed this time."

She laughed so hard that she could hardly straighten her waist, completely forgetting her usual dignified image, and even couldn't help jumping a few times in the courtyard.

Suddenly, he met the figure guarding the door. The moonlight sprinkled on Qi Youan's body, reflecting his thin outline. He saw Ye Wanwan lowered his head slightly, with a well-behaved smile on his face, his eyebrows and eyes curved, as gentle as a crescent moon. Ye Wanwan

's heart trembled, and quickly restrained her smile, put on her airs, and walked towards the door coldly.

"It's late at night and the dew is heavy, why are you so happy, young lady?" Qi You asked with concern and a silly smile on his face.

Ye Wanwan paused, glanced at him coldly, with a bit of impatience in her tone: "Do you need to ask more about this young lady's affairs? Just look at your door, don't talk too much."

Qi Youan still smiled, bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "Yes, young lady."

Ye Wanwan ignored him and pushed the door open.

Outside the door, the smile on Qi Youan's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a gloomy expression, his eyes were as deep as a pool, with a strong calculation.