Can't be wrong a little, you are definitely her

Qian Miao and the two stood on the stone road in the city, stopped, looked at the flat avenue in front of them, and at a glance, there was no end in sight. The whole street seems to be a commercial street, with shops on both sides of the road and scattered stalls scattered on the street. The flow of people is not small, and the sound of buying things and bargaining is endless. Except for this central avenue. After entering the city gate, there are two auxiliary streets, one left and one right, and the streets are lined with residential buildings, and if you walk along these streets to the end, you will come to another city gate, but this gate is connected to the city lord's palace.

While observing the layout of the town, he walked along the main street. The city was no different from the city he had ever seen, it was a circular city, surrounded by high walls, and at the end of this city, that is, behind the other gate directly opposite the gate that Qianmiao and the two had entered, it was not an official road, but the location of the city lord's mansion, so I will not mention it here.

"I don't know how the law and order is." Qian Miao walked along the avenue while thinking, and the shouts of the vendors around her came into her ears. His gaze swept over the signs on the roadside shops until he saw a clothing store.

There were all kinds of costumes hanging in the huge glass vitrine, which looked quite expensive, Qianmiao looked at the shabby clothes on her body, turned her head to look at the female slave girl who followed behind her, and walked into the door of the clothing store with her feet up.

Seeing Qian Miao walk in, several clerks greeted him with a smile on their faces, but when they saw the beast-eared slave girl following behind him, several people showed disgust on their faces, but they still stepped forward: "Sir, do you need anything?" "

Qianmiao looked around, there were quite a few types of clothes, but it seemed that there was no one she liked... Huh, wait a minute, this is?

Qian Miao stepped forward and pointed to a set of clothes on the wall: "This, just this, take it down and give it to me to try." His eyes lit up, this dress, he wanted it when he was a child, but his father never bought it for him, and said that it was not suitable to wear, and now that he has been outside for so many years, he can't control himself.

"Is it this dark red flying fish suit, sir?" The clerk looked a little surprised, after all, this set of clothes is not popular in this city, and it does not sell very well, but the price is not cheap, it costs five silver coins, you know, one silver coin can buy a decent set of clothes, which is a fivefold increase. I really didn't expect that there would be such a homeless person to buy it today.

"Yes," Chimiao nodded, affirming her choice, and then pointed to the slave girl standing behind him, obediently holding the long sword, and gestured, "Design a dress for her, huh." He muttered, "Do you know how to make a horse face skirt?" "

"Yes, of course." The clerk quickly nodded: "What color?" "

"Dark blue," he pointed to the slave girl's hair, "to match the color of her hair, just make a white shirt on the upper body, and tie the hem in a skirt with a belt." "

"Yes and yes, sir." Unlike before, who wanted to write disgust on his face, the clerk was almost full of smiles, where is this still a homeless man, it is clearly the God of Wealth. These clothes add up to eleven silver coins, and ordinary families may not be able to earn eleven silver coins even for a month.

The clerk suppressed the joy in his heart, did not ask more, led Qianmiao to the sofa on the side and sat down, and made tea for Qianmiao and the two. As for why he poured tea for a female slave, it was probably Qian Miao who was too generous and made him misunderstand something.

"We'll come back and pick it up later." Qian Miao drank the tea and said, "Is there any good hotel around here?" Also, this is the deposit, and the remaining five silver coins, I will pay you after I get the clothes. "

"Yes, probably after you go out, turn right, and then walk towards the city center, there is a safe hotel in front of the fountain to the left of the central square, which has a very good reputation among foreign travelers." The clerk replied enthusiastically: "If you live there, we can deliver the clothes directly to the door." "

Qianmiao nodded, watched the clerk take the slave girl to measure, raised her head again, looked at the flying fish suit, and motioned for the other clerk to take the flying fish suit down. After getting the flying fish suit, he got up and walked into the dressing room.

The clothes fit very well, Qian Miao took off a piece of jade pendant around her neck and hung it around her waist, she hadn't worn a flying fish suit for a long time, the last time she wore it, it was when she was in the royal city, she secretly saved money to buy it.

After Qianmiao came out, she found that the slave girl was already standing there again holding her sword, looking at her dumbfounded appearance, she couldn't help but walk over and rub her head.

"Gone."

With that, he walked out the door, but what he didn't notice was that the slave girl's steps were vain, perhaps they should have reached the limit a long time ago, and after she walked out the door, her eyes turned black and she fainted on the ground after a few steps.

[A suite at Heian Hotel]

Qian Miao sitting on the chair looked at the unconscious slave girl on the bed worriedly, on the hanger on one side hung the clothes just sent by the clothing store, the "Autobiography of the Emperor" in his hand has not turned a page since he got it in his hand, he is anxious enough to see her faint, where is the mood to read? On the table next to him was a bowl of porridge, which he had just bought, and the doctor said that there was no big problem, just a coma of hypoglycemia caused by malnutrition.

He didn't know the reason why she didn't remember herself, but Chimiao believed that he would definitely not recognize her. From the princess whom everyone admires, the future heir to the throne of the beast-eared people, to the current slave, what happened in between? I don't know if it's fun or not, but it must be troublesome. Qian Miao was entangled, thinking about whether to lie in this muddy water.

"However, it should be much simpler than going home to listen to the advice of those old guys to maintain 'order'" Chimiao considered the feasibility of this matter, "It is easier to cure her body than this, and she can also abduct the person she likes into her wife." "

That's right, Qianmiao had a showdown, he just liked the slave girl in front of him, he liked it a long time ago, as for the reason, that side is what will be mentioned later.

Thinking of this, Qianmiao came back to her senses, raised her head, and found that the slave girl had sat up, and was trying to get out of bed at this time, he walked over, helped her up, brought her to the table, pressed her, sat on the chair, and pointed to the bowl of porridge: "Quick, drink while it's hot." Then he sat down in another chair: "I have something to ask you." "

The slave girl nodded obediently and took a sip, while Qianmiao was on the side, gently tapping the table with his knuckles, which was an unconscious move when he thought about things, he was thinking, it was better for him to ask from that side, and it would not seem abrupt.

Watching the slave girl put the spoon down and the porridge clean, Qianmiao asked, "Can you write?" "

The slave girl nodded and gestured with her hand: "A little." "

Qian Miao was amazed, took out a pen and a piece of paper from the bag on the side, and pushed it in front of her: "I ask, you write." Tell me first, what is your name. "

"Zhai Shusheng." The font is beautiful and clean.

"Your background?"

"The village was a commoner before it was occupied, and now it is a slave."

"How are your eyes blind?"

"I don't know, it's like I've been like this since I was a kid."

Qian Miao frowned, this thing is a little strange, slaves cannot deceive their masters, this is one of the laws of this continent, so she really doesn't know, this is a bit outrageous.

"So are your parents still there?"

"Died while the village was occupied."

This is completely different from the name and appearance of Zhai Wusheng in his memory, and Qianmiao can basically be sure that her memory has been tampered with, it may be done by the royal family, and the purpose may be to preserve the fire of the royal family.

Qianmiao hesitated and asked the question he had the least hope for: "You, remember me?" My name is Qianmiao. "

"You are my master, sir."

After hearing it, Qianmiao let out a long sigh, sure enough, she didn't remember anything, he looked at Zhai Wusheng, didn't know how to ask, so he waved his hand and signaled her to come over: "Go take a shower and change your clothes." He took off the clothes hanging on the hanger: "There are other things I want to verify later." "

Sai Wusheng nodded, picked up his clothes and groped into the bathroom of the room, if nothing else, this perception ability is really strong.

While she was taking a bath, Qianmiao had a little headache and sighed. Then, it is important to cure her throat and eyes, if you have a voice, the black market may have the vocal cords of the beast to sell, the money should be enough, these few expenses in these years, plus the money brought out of the house and the money from selling the loot, there is a total ... A hundred gold coins, hundreds of silver coins, plus a god coin brought from home, and some banknotes of tens of copper. So how to treat the eyes... Wait, eyes?

Qian Miao suddenly remembered that he had not seen her eyes, her eyes were different from other beast-eared races, they were gradients of two colors, this kind of eyes, only she would have. Because her mother was a true demon, her eyes were inherited from her mother.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of water and the sound of Qianmiao knocking on the table. The clock is ticking, the sky outside the window is even more overcast, and it seems that the next moment there will be a downpour.

The sound of water stopped, and there was another sound of not knowing what was being touched, indeed, bathing and wearing a set of clothes that he had never worn, even if he could perceive the appearance of objects, was still a little reluctant for a blind person.

She wiped her hair hard with a towel, and she had already changed into that outfit. The black cloth that was blindfolded before was also put aside, the clothes were very decent and fitting, the gray fluttering skin showed its original color after this careful bathing, there was a morbid paleness, the dark blue horse face skirt on the lower body had intricate and gorgeous lines, the shirt on the upper body was clean and decent, the hem was tucked into the horse face skirt, and it was tied up with a calfskin belt. It's just that she is too thin, and her waist is full of grips, and it seems that she can be bent by the wind.

After her hair was half dry, she covered her eyes with the black cloth again, pushed open the bathroom door, and walked out, standing beside Qianmiao.

Qian Miao beckoned her to sit beside him: "Come, take off your blindfold and open your eyes." "

Zhai Weisheng did so, and her facial features were still as delicate as before after washing. Qian Miao stared at her slowly opened eyes, almost daring not breathe.

After seeing those eyes, Qian Miao even dispelled the last doubt before, except her, no one would have such eyes, but now, these eyes that once gathered thousands of stars and rivers have been covered with haze, but when facing her eyes, Qian Miao was still stunned for a moment. Although she is thin, after washing the dust, she still can't hide her beauty, if it weren't for this black cloth strip and the dust on her body, she might have become a forbidden for others, right?

"It can't be wrong," Chimiao muttered, "This is her." "

The two looked at each other, in this extremely quiet room, Qianmiao only felt that her heartbeat was speeding up, and the smell of soap mixed with unknown fragrance came from her body, which made Qianmiao a little addicted and approached her unconsciously. The sound of her breathing was getting louder, and the breath was already blowing through her hair.

Sensing that Qianmiao was getting closer and closer to him, Zhai Wusheng was a little panicked, he, what is this for? And what did he mean by what he just said? Who am I?

In this atmosphere, Zhai Weisheng sensed that Qian Miao was getting closer and closer, and the air he exhaled had blown into his face, and out of fear, he unconsciously closed his eyes-