The road was not very wide, and with Zhao Yis building standing in the middle of the road, the convoy had to stop about three zhang away from them.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one cried very hard. Seeing someone coming over, he immediately pounced on Zhao Yilous body and conveniently brushed open all his hair. With Zhao Yilous appearance, if it were really a troupe of actors, not recruiting him would be simply blind.

  After a while, someone rode over on horseback from the team of cars and looked down at Song Chuyi and Zhao Yilou with a rough voice, saying, "Hey, why are you blocking the road?"

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one early morning had already thought of an excuse and hastily said, "My master doesnt know how he fainted, please strong man rescue!"

  The man on horseback glanced at them lightly, seeing that they were only two weak children, and relaxed his vigilance. His gaze lingered on Zhao Yis face for a moment before he said, "You wait here, Ill go ask for you."

  He turned his horses head and muttered a sentence, "Tsk, someone has fainted on the road again!"

  Song Chu was taken aback in his heart, daring to wonder if someone had already used this trick before? And didnt know which predecessor it was!

  The man went back for a moment, and then led over a woman of about thirty years old. The woman was wearing dark brown skirts, walking with dignity and composure, obviously having undergone strict etiquette training.

  She walked up to Song Chu Yi, and before she even opened her mouth, her gaze was drawn to Zhao Yi Lou. She immediately squatted down, reached out to hold his chin and examined him carefully for a moment, then reached out to touch his limbs. Her eyes were filled with joy. But just for an instant, she covered up her expression and asked Song Chu Yi, "What is the identity of your familys master?"

  Song Chuayi pondered for a moment before lowering her eyes and saying weakly, "Our family has fallen on hard times, and weve fled to this place."

  Ordinary slaves generally have no insight, and some have even regressed in their language abilities due to prolonged silence. Song Chuyis level of expression is already considered high for a slave.

  "This time we are going to Chu State, would you like to follow me?" asked the woman.

  Song Chu was busy nodding his head in a flurry, completely like someone drowning and grabbing onto a lifeline.

  The woman nodded in satisfaction, not paying attention to the unremarkable female slave in front of her. Song Chu was dressed in tattered clothes, and others might not be able to tell her gender, but the woman had seen many people and could tell at a glance that she was a girl. A lowly and humble girl, what was there to guard against? Her life was in the womans hands, and whether she lived or died was just a thought away.

  "Put them in that carriage as well." The woman stood up, her eyes involuntarily sweeping over Zhao Yilous face once again.

  "Ah!" The strong man stretched out his hand and picked up Zhao Yilou, carrying him towards the vehicle team.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, a man followed closely behind a woman, and when they brushed shoulders, he caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye. He knew that Zhao Yi Lou was not pretending to be unconscious, but the woman still took them in, apparently valuing Zhaos beauty for some special purpose.

  Song Chuer carefully recalled which noble of the Chu State was known for his good looks?

  She thought, and had already followed the man to a horse-drawn carriage. He put Zhao Yilou inside, turned his head to Song Chuyi and said, "You get in too."

  Song Chuanyi responded with a "yes" and quickly climbed onto the horse carriage.

  This was a large cart that could hold over ten people, and it was very clean inside. The floor of the cart was covered with a grass mat, and on one side of the wall lay a young man. He was covered with a thin quilt, his face pale, but he looked quite handsome. His features were not particularly striking, but they were clean-cut, as if chiseled from fine jade. Even with his eyes closed, it was clear that he had a refined and elegant air about him, and he must be a scholar.

  "Have you had enough?!" The man suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at Song Chuyi.

  Song Chuoyi gave him a once-over, this persons gaze was sharp and didnt seem gentle at all when his eyes were closed. Song Chuoyi ignored him and turned to kick Zhao Yilou with one foot, "Alright, no need to pretend anymore."

  Zhao Yilou rubbed his waist and didnt even bother to put on a show of anger towards Song Chu, stretching out his hand to touch the grass mat under him, praising, "This grass mat is really well-made."

  The young man lying in the quilt looked at Zhao Yilou with a glance, frowned and said coldly, "A dignified husband, would you be willing to be a plaything under others?"

  These words were extremely severe, male favorites and slaves were all without any status. Zhao Yilou glared at him, seemingly wanting to refute, but tightly pursed his lips for a long time, and ultimately didnt say anything.

  Song Chuayi pulled out two quilts from the corner and gave one to Zhao Yilou.

  "What a shameless thing!" The young man, however, was relentless and continued to target Zhao Yilou.

  Zhao Yilou was really angry this time, and even the soft quilt couldnt attract his attention. Just as he was about to rush over, Song Chuyi grabbed his arm and was pulled forward by his strength, heavily pressing on the young mans body, causing the young man to groan in pain.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one suddenly felt something was amiss under his hand, stretched out his hand to pull open the quilt, saw the situation inside, and couldnt help but laugh dumbly.

  In the quilt, the young mans body was tied up with five big ropes, like a silkworm cocoon, and almost couldnt see the color of his clothes, all were grass ropes.

  "Whats the difference between being tied up to be a gigolo and doing it voluntarily? If you really had shame, you would have bitten your tongue off long ago, and no one is covering your mouth." Song Chu said with a gloating smile.

  The young man seemed to have never thought that a slave would dare to be so arrogant, and he stared at her for half a moment, "Who is the master and who is the servant among you?"

  The young man had been in the convoy for a long time, so he also knew a little bit that the people carried in this convoy were not beauties or actors, but handsome men, all of whom were used to be presented to the nobles.

  "Youre here to swindle food and drink, arent you!" the young man said.

  Song Chuoyi lowered his voice and whispered in his ear, "If you want to deceive us, use your brain, dont use such a clumsy method."

  The young man was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing and said, "Wonderful!"

  "In the lower courtyard, I dont know how to address you, little brother?" The young man asked Song Chuyi, apparently not noticing that she was actually a woman.

  Song Chu looked at him for a moment, then sat down on the grass mat with a thud and said softly, "One month."

  She wasnt lying, her original name was Yin Yue, which means January. Song Chu Yi was born on the first day of January, so her self-proclaimed talented father changed her name to a date record and was proud of it for a long time.

  Zhang Yi also saw that Song Chuyi and Zhao Yilou were just mixed up in eating and drinking, he wanted to escape but couldnt avoid relying on others power, so when he saw Song Chuyi being quite cold, he started to actively talk about his experiences, planning to get closer.

  Zhang Yi was indeed very unlucky. He was originally from the state of Wei, and his family was poor. With no way to enter officialdom in Wei, he wandered to the state of Chu and became one of the hundreds of retainers under the patronage of Prime Minister Zuo of Chu, but he didnt get along well either.

  Half a year ago, Zhao Yang led the army to defeat Wei State and Chu King gave him a piece of He Shi Bi. One day when he was touring with his guests, he got drunk and took out the He Shi Bi to show off, but it disappeared after being passed around.

  Because of Zhang Yis humble origins and poor family background, everyone suspected that he had stolen the He Shi Bi. Under severe torture from Zhao Yang, Zhang Yi was beaten all over his body and escaped from Chu State. After traveling through mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, he finally arrived near the border of his hometown, Wei State. However, due to serious injuries and exhaustion, he fainted and when he woke up, he found himself lying in a carriage.

  "Ive been with this caravan for half a month, and I found out that not only are they all male concubines, but theyre also headed to the state of Chu!" Zhang Yis face was full of helplessness. "I tried to escape along the way, and thats how I ended up like this."

  Its really a case of when it rains, it pours! Theres no worst luck, only worse luck! Song Chuoyi couldnt help but burst out laughing after hearing his account. As she laughed, she saw Zhang Yi staring at her with an expressionless face and couldnt help but clear her throat awkwardly.