Chapter 4511 Come with Me

The entourage had always followed Prince Lian on his expeditions to the north and south, and was used to seeing life and death. He soon came to his senses and realized that it was a woman with a burned face.

No wonder he was bullied.

Half of this woman's face was covered in ferocious red scars, while the other half was fair and delicate.

It is conceivable that she was originally supposed to be a beautiful woman.

The attendant felt a little pity for her and said: "I drove them away, so you should leave quickly. Don't block the way of the nobles, or you will be punished later."

Noble person?

The woman subconsciously looked back, but soon thought of her own face and lowered her head again.

She got up, limped and hid under a tree on the side of the road, leaning against the tree with her head hanging down.

The attendant went back and reported back to the waiter.

The two sisters' carriages were behind them and they didn't notice it.

The waiter knew that the disfigured woman was Zhaohui, so he stopped the carriage when it passed the tree.

The child ran over to ask what was going on, and saw Zhaohui huddled under the tree.

Zhaohui's current appearance can be described as miserable.

After Qian'er heard about it, she also got out of the car and came over. She saw that Zhaohui's long hair was messy and she seemed to be trying to cover her face as much as possible. The clothes on her body were also dirty and torn.

It was already late autumn and it was cold in the mountains. She was wearing thin clothes and had a few cuts.

The most serious thing was naturally her face.

The ferocious scars on half of her face were not even completely scarred, and there were still bloodshot eyes in some places, making her look quite terrifying.

It was obvious at first glance that he had not received any medical treatment.

Thinking of her proud and beautiful appearance when she was a maid in the temple, Qian'er sighed secretly in her heart.

The most beautiful woman of the Wu tribe has fallen to this level in just a short time.

Qian'er turned around and fetched the child's cloak, put it on her body, and said softly: "Zhaohui, why don't you go home?"

Zhaohui shrank her head and shook her head without saying a word.

The child said: "I think the Uzbek people are all cold-hearted. Isn't she unwilling to go home? Her family must be dissatisfied with her and don't want her anymore. Besides, she was noisy for a while before."

In fact, Zhaohui had been abandoned before the fire and even lived in a tree.

Otherwise, Qian'er and Xiaoer wouldn't have been saved in such a timely manner.

Qian'er knelt down in front of her and said, "Zhaohui, if you can't live here anymore, why not come with me?"

Zhaohui remained motionless.

The child frowned: "Although this is your hometown, your tribe treats you like this, why do you still miss this place? You saved my sister and brother, I will not treat you badly."

This time, Zhaohui reacted.

She whispered: "I look like a human and a ghost. I am treated as a monster wherever I go. Rather than being laughed at by outsiders, it is better to stay here."

Qian'er smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll have your face healed."

Zhaohui shook her head and said nothing.

She didn't believe her face could be cured at all.

No matter what Qian'er said, she didn't respond. She only hugged herself and huddled under the tree, like a piece of wood.

The child became impatient: "I said it can be cured, why don't you believe it? What's the point of lying to you? If it weren't for the fact that you saved us, I really wouldn't bother to care about you!"

"Infant," Qian'er shook his head at her.

Zhaohui really didn't want to leave, so that was all.

Qian'er reached out to the child: "Give me the money."

"How can I have money?" the child snorted, "Before, you were in charge of the money. When you were away, it was the waiter who was in charge of the money. If you want money, you can only ask the waiter."