Chapter 4416 If You Don’t Like a Man

Qian'er stepped forward, handed over a steamed bun, and said in broken Uzbek language: "Eat it."

Zhaohui came back to her senses with a slight shock and glanced at her with a complicated expression.

Qian'er said: "You are the only one who suffers from hunger, and no one else can be punished."

After hanging out with Xiniang and Lianhua mother and daughter for a while, she could barely understand and speak some Uzbek dialect, but she was not proficient in it, and it was intermittently, and Zhaohui didn't seem to care.

Outsiders come to this village every now and then, and they have long been used to it.

But there has never been a woman with such bright eyes, white teeth, beauty and elegance.

Zhaohui said: "Rimu punished me to fast for three days. If you give me something to eat, aren't you afraid that she will punish you too?"

"I'm not a real maidservant, so Higurashi won't care about me. During the morning class, I didn't read or write anything. Higurashi didn't say anything."

Zhaohui was silent for a moment, then reached out to take the steamed bun and started eating it in small bites.

Qian'er sat next to her and looked at the misty green mountains in the distance with her.

Zhaohui seemed to be in a better mood after eating the steamed buns. She looked at her and couldn't help but ask, "Did Xiniang bring you back from outside?"

"Yes. Aren't there many people like me in your village?"

"There are a lot of them. But they are all doing the most lowly and arduous things, and they will never be able to sit next to me wearing the clothes of a maidservant like you."

Qian'er smiled.

"I heard that the high priest wants you to be Long Bo's wife." Zhaohui asked again.

"Yes."

"Have you seen Luang Por?"

"No." Qian'er turned her head and asked her, "Have you seen it?"

"I've seen it before."

"Do you like Long Bo?" Qian'er asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Zhaohui's expression was flustered for a moment, but she soon calmed down, "Don't talk nonsense, my family has already arranged a marriage for me."

"This doesn't seem to be inconsistent with whether you like Luang Por or not."

"How did you know that I like Luang Por?"

"If you don't like a man, why do you care who marries him?"

"I...I'm just asking casually. After all, he is the son of the high priest and will be the next high priest. As a maidservant of the god, I should care about him."

Although Zhaohui thought she answered appropriately, Qian'er's eyes clearly saw a trace of disturbance beneath her calm appearance.

She doesn't care about Zhao Hui's duplicity. What interests her is that if Zhao Hui likes Long Bo and marries Long Bo, she can get away and leave.

At this time, Lotus also hurried out after eating.

She was afraid that Sister Qian'er was unfamiliar with this place and would be bullied.

When she saw Qian'er and Zhaohui sitting side by side and talking, she couldn't help but feel jealous. She came over and squeezed in between Qian'er and Zhaohui, and looked at Zhaohui with very provocative eyes.

Zhaohui rolled her eyes and gave way.

She already has girlish thoughts and doesn't want to be like a naughty girl like Lianhua.

"Sister Qian'er, what are you talking about?"

"I have trouble speaking Uzbek dialect, please help me translate for Zhaohui." Qian'er said.

"No problem, sister Qian'er, what do you want to say?"

Lianhua is very happy to be able to help sister Qian'er.

"Ask her for me, since you like her, why don't you go for it?" Qian'er leaned towards Lianhua, but looked at Zhaohui over there, and encouraged her in a devilish and seductive voice, "If you marry Long Bo, she will be the wife of the high priest in the future. From now on, she will have a group of servants and women, and she will have no worries about food and clothing."