When the trafficker rushed to the wooden fence, he didn’t care about the dirt . He pulled the slave’s hair with one hand and patted his face and shouted a few barbaric words . He saw the slave slowly open his eyes . It was indeed green . Under the cover of the bleak eyes due to injury and illness, there was cold anger and despair . But after a glance at Bai Fu Ling and Bai Ping Zi not far away, they closed again .

She didn’t know why; Bai Fu Ling had a strange feeling in her heart . It seems that there was a voice constantly urging her to buy this person . She asked Bai Ping Zi in a low voice, “what do you think of this man? It’s not like six clashes, six evils, robber and murderer, is it?”

(六冲 & 六害 [ Liù chōng & liù hài] = feng shui terms, Liu Chong means the 6 clashes of the 12 branches, where everything opposes everything so nothing good is left . Liu Hai means the 12 branches harm each other, so it’s evil to each other branch, making it unlucky in any aspect of life . )

Bai Ping Zi was stunned when he saw the slave’s hair pulled up, revealing his true face, and did not notice her question at all . Bai Fu Ling had to reach out and poke him in the arm . Bai Ping Zi suddenly jumped up as if he had been electrocuted . Bai Fu Ling looked at him a little strangely . It was just a pair of green eyes .

When the human trafficker saw Bai Ping Zi staring at the slave in his hand; he thought he had a chance and was about to raise the price again, when suddenly there was a pain in his hand . He lowered his head, and it turned out that the green-eye slave had bitten his hand hard!

The trafficker cried out in pain, desperately trying to retrieve his hand . The green-eyed slave did not let go, he bit half to death as if he was willing to bite off a piece of him .

Two companions of the trafficker jumped up and punched and kicked the green-eyed slave, and finally made him let go .

“This man… It’s the face of a tyrannical monarch!” Bai Ping Zi regained consciousness and whispered to Bai Fu Ling .

“If you didn’t see him bite someone, you wouldn’t call him a b.a.s.t.a.r.d . If you were tied up here, you would be fiercer than him!” Bai Fu Ling glared at him and signaled that he should stop the traffickers’ atrocities quickly . The green-eyed slave had only half his life left, and he would surely die .

(王八 [wáng ba] = b.a.s.t.a.r.d/ tortoise; 王霸 [wáng bá] = tyrannical monarch/ overlord/lord king . Same sound, different pinyin . )

“Not tortoise… Forget it!” Bai Ping Zi smiles and laughs, but he feels a little awed . A slave… with a monarch’s face? How is that possible? He shook his head with a bitter smile, jumped over the wooden fence and pulled away several traffickers . He said, “Forget it, this man still has one breath left . You’ll have to find a place to bury him when he’s killed . I’ll buy him with two silvers and acc.u.mulate some virtue . ”

The head trafficker was bitten and was in great pain . Looking at the green-eyed slave on the ground, he really looked like he could die at any time . He spits bitterly and said, “Okay, money is money, bah! Cheap! you cheap slave, if it wasn’t for this man buying you… Humph! I wouldn’t care if lose money, I would kill you and drag you to feed the wild dogs!”

Bai Ping Zi stepped forward, looking down at the wounds of the green-eyed slave . While blocking the eyes of several traffickers with his body, he tapped at several acupuncture points on him quickly . The green-eyed slave only saw the darkness before his eyes and lost consciousness .

On the way back, Bai Fu Ling asked someone to bring him to the Fang Hai Medical Center . Because the green-eyed slave was seriously injured, Fang Hai treated his wounds and decided to return to the Bai Family Village with Bai Fu Ling .

“Hey, don’t tell me… you actually like men . ” Bai Fu Ling leaned out of the carriage and called Bai Ping Zi, who rode a horse by the side of the horse-drawn cart, with a strange expression on his face .

The green-eyed slave was sleeping on the cart . Bai Ping Zi kept staring at his face as if to see a flower on his face . Bai Fu Ling had to suspect this seemingly flirtatious fellow; who had not yet married a wife . Have you been concealing your ‘real’ self? Although the green-eye slave was dirty, he showed a standard ‘Knife Cutting Face’– a face with a sharp outline and strong lines .

This questioning about his ‘man’s nature’ prompted Bai Ping Zi to wake up from his trance and argue loudly, “What?! It’s only because he has a strange face that I look at him more often . ”

“What’s so strange?”  Bai Fu Ling was only impressed by those green eyes, and there was nothing special about other places at all .

“He … he clearly has the face of a monarch . Such a rare face could also be one of a tyrant . How did he end up here?” Bai Ping Zi looked at it for so long that he was sure he was right .

“You say he has a monarch’s face?”

Bai Ping Zi hesitated for a moment and finally nodded affirmatively .

“I’ve never asked you to read me, what do you think I look like?” Bai Fu Ling smiled but did not laugh .

Bai Ping Zi laughed happily and said, “Is that all right? My young lady is naturally a fairy who makes the fish sink and wild geese fall; covers the moon and makes the flowers shy!”

(沉鱼落雁 [chén yú luò yàn] =makes the fish sink and wild geese fall; so beautiful animals are stunned . )

(闭月羞花 [bì yuè xiū huā] = be so beautiful that the moon hides its face and the flowers blush from shame at the sight of her)

“There’s no need to emphasize things that everyone knows . I am so humble and low-key, how embarra.s.sed I am to hear that ah!” Bai Fu Ling was serious, without even half of an ashamed look on her face . Bai Family escorts around her carriage listened to their flattering and boastful remarks . Not even an inch of their expression or a beat of their hearts changed . Even the corners of their mouths and eyebrows did not tremble . They had obviously been tested for a long time .

Bai Fu Ling really wanted to try Bai Ping Zi’s skill . She retracted to the carriage and took the medicine prepared by Bai Shao for her . She carefully removed all the makeup on her face . Then she looked out of the window again and said to Bai Ping Zi, “Take a good look at it today, don’t make fun of it . ”

Bai Ping Zi looked at Bai Fu Ling and began to blush . He turned away from her face and coughed twice . After watching her for so many years, he still couldn’t focus his heart; even though the woman in front of him is really beautiful, she has yet to reach adulthood . What kind of craze for beauty did he grow up with? d.a.m.n it!

After a pause, Bai Ping Zi hardened his mentality . He turned his head again to look closely . His brows wrinkle slowly, and the more it wrinkled the tighter it got .

“How is it?” Bai Fu Ling was curious about her appearance… What can he see? 

Bai Ping Zi opened his mouth and finally said, “Nothing…”

Bai Fu Ling reached out and grabbed the jade pendant ta.s.sel hanging from his belt with one hand and pulled it toward her side . Bai Ping Zi was afraid of pulling her down to fall with him, and even more afraid that she would break his belt due to too much pulling . Then he would really be humiliated . He hurriedly took his horse to the side of the carriage and begged for mercy: “Young lady, stop it! The belt will break!”

He has a grandiose temperament and likes to dress up . The belt he uses is made of jade and jewelry . It is very beautiful, but it is not as stable and durable as ordinary leather belts . If Bai Fu Ling continues to pull, it will definitely make him make a fool of himself on the spot .

“I’ll talk! I’ll talk! Miss, let go first!”  Bai Ping Zi finally surrendered .

“Say it and I’d let go . If you dare to lie and skimp, humph!”  Bai Fu Ling stopped pulling the ta.s.sel but refused to let go .