The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1365

Chapter 1365: 664 Fierce Milk Steamed Bun! (Four updates)

Gu Jiao doubted her own eyes. How could she possibly see Gu Chengfeng here?

Mu Qingchen, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at Gu Jiao in confusion.

However, the group of people had already turned a corner and headed in the opposite direction.

Mu Qingchen asked, "What are you looking at?"

Gu Jiao sat back down, "I thought I saw someone I know."

Mu Qingchen leaned out of the window to look, and then turned to Gu Jiao with a deep gaze, "Do you know someone from the Han Family or those bonded laborers?"

Gu Jiao was slightly startled, "Bonded laborers?"

Mu Qingchen said, "You must be mistaken, right?" From any perspective, it was impossible for her to know any of those types of people.

Gu Jiao closed the window, "Maybe I really did see wrong."

It was impossible for Gu Chengfeng to come to Yan Country, and even less likely for him to become a slave.

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At the foot of Dongshan Ridge outside Shengdu, there was a vein of ore that the Han Family was responsible for mining.

Recently, there had been a small accident in the mine, resulting in the death of some laborers, and the Han Family had hurriedly purchased a new batch of laborers to come over.

These laborers were mostly servants branded as slaves; there were impoverished people from Yan Country, prisoners who had committed serious offenses, and strong men trafficked from the black market.

The team stopped at the checkpoint of the mine, and the guard on watch glanced at the laborers tied with ropes, clicking his tongue in disdain, "This batch of laborers doesn’t look very useful, there’s hardly any strong ones."

An official riding on a horse said, "The current market is not good; it’s already not bad to have any at all, make do with what we have."

The guard said, "Alright, go and start work, they are waiting!"

The official smiled, "Starting work this late, aren’t you afraid of another accident?"

The guard smiled helplessly, "What can I do? These were the orders from above."

Though he spoke as if he had no other choice, his expression was clearly indifferent.

Indeed, who would care about the life and death of a group of lowly laborers?

The group entered the mine area, and a few officials found an open space for them to rest on the spot.

It wasn’t out of consideration for them; it was because they were already very tired from the long journey, and they needed to rest and eat something to regain strength for the work.

The people simply sat down on the ground.

Gu Chengfeng sat at the very back, looking inconspicuous.

After being exposed to the elements all this time, he bore no resemblance to the young master from a noble family back in Zhan Country.