Madam Nan emerged from the eastern room, having just seen Gu Jiao prepare some medicine for Gu Yan, which Madam Nan herself had then administered to him.
Observing the uneasy looks on the two people’s faces, Madam Nan vaguely guessed what was happening and said, "Things didn’t go smoothly?"
"Madam Nan, is there any other way to go to Yan Country? What about smuggling?"
"Smuggling?" Madam Nan was taken aback, "What’s that?"
"It roughly means to sneak in secretly."
Without a second thought, Madan Nan shook her head, "That’s impossible, too dangerous. It’s hard enough for one person to smuggle across, let alone with Gu Yan who is seriously ill."
"Is there really no other way?"
Madam Nan opened her mouth to speak.
Just in time, Master Lu came over, took her hand, and shook his head at her, frowning.
Madam Nan said, "I want to save Yanyan."
Gu Jiao and Xiao Hen looked at them peculiarly, not understanding how this statement was related to Gu Jiao’s previous question.
Master Lu let out a helpless sigh and said, "But they have no passage documents. The only way to take them to Yan Country is to mark them with slave marks."
In Yan Country, slaves are not considered people, only objects.
"Madam Nan... Are you from Yan Country?" Gu Jiao asked.
She had long known Madam Nan was no ordinary person, but she hadn’t expected her to be quite this extraordinary.
Madam Nan said, "I am not from Yan Country, but I can go to Yan Country."
That meant she was either from Shang Country or from some powerful force outside the Six Kingdoms.
Since Madam Nan chose not to clarify, Gu Jiao and Xiao Hen did not press the issue any further.
After all, who doesn’t have their secrets?
Madam Nan sighed, "My husband is right; without passage documents, it’s impossible to enter Yan Country. If I were to forcefully take you with me, the only way would be... to turn you into slaves."
In Yan Country, slaves are seen as very lowly; if someone powerful and influential takes a fancy to them, they can seize them by force at any time.
So, Master Lu had a point in stopping her.
She had acted impulsively just before, solely focused on getting Gu Yan to Yan Country without considering that if Gu Yan became a slave, he would not be eligible to enter the Medical Hall for treatment.
"Jiaojiao, I’m scared."
Little Jingkong, clutching his small pillow, walked out from the western room in a drowsy state.
He had fallen asleep, only to be awakened by a nightmare.
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