However, Yun Qixi was not a prisoner waiting to be interrogated, her patience was limited, and begging for mercy with soft words was not her style.
Thus, she was angry.
"Hey, I said, the person who saved you just now was me, not anyone else. If I wasn't here, you would have been discovered already. I saved you at any rate, you wouldn't have forgotten so quickly, right?"
Shan Liancheng raised his brows, and stared at her with eyes that had an indescribable amount of interest. Just as he wanted to say something, he suddenly heard a few bird cries from not far away.
So he stopped what he was about to say, put his hand to his lips, and blew a whistle. Immediately afterwards, footsteps ran in the direction of the mausoleum.
When the man with the sword rushed in and saw the scene in the tomb chamber, he was stunned for a moment before asking, "Master, are you alright?"
"Not bad." Shan Liancheng played it down.
"What should we do now?" the man asked again.
"Take her back to camp."
Shan Liancheng announced her fate with a few words.
She was thrown over her shoulder by the man as ungently as if he were a sack. Her flank bumped into his strong shoulder, and she grimaced in pain.
"Hey, do you know how to treat women with mercy? I... "Ugh …"
Indeed, there was a master, and there was a servant. Yun Qixi had just opened her mouth to shout, but that person had already lost his patience. She felt a pain in the back of her neck and her vision went black.
In the moment she lost consciousness, she only had one thought.
In this world, you can't be a good person!
Twenty miles outside the capital, a troop of soldiers was stationed at the foot of the mountain. A few teams of soldiers dressed in military uniforms were patrolling back and forth in an orderly fashion. The night was dark and the wind was strong. A few bonfires were blown to and fro by the wind.
The commander's tent was brightly lit.
There were people busily going in and out, and the tense air was filled with the thick smell of blood.
"Master, has your injury been treated?"
An old man that was over a hundred years old sat at the head of the bed and examined Shan Liancheng's wounds.
"Yes." Shan Liancheng responded briefly, and did not say much.
Not far away, in another tent, Yun Qixi was already leisurely waking up. When she moved, he discovered that her hands and feet had already been bound.
Her surroundings were very dark. Borrowing the light from the outside, her eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, allowing her to clearly see her surroundings.
From time to time, the sound of orderly footsteps and the clashing of swords could be heard outside.
This was the camp he was talking about? It sounded like an army encampment.
After thinking about it carefully, that person did indeed have the tenacity of a soldier, and his rank was probably not low at all. Soldiers were not that much fun. They were used to seeing bloody battles. They would not even blink when killing people, as if they were radishes.
No, for the sake of her family's little life, she had to leave this place as soon as possible.
As he touched the table, Yun Qixi's back leaned against the table leg, using his body to rub the rope on his wrist.
This was a stupid method, but it was the only one she could think of right now.
A moment later, his undershirt was wet with sweat and his hands were so soft they didn't seem like his own. At this moment, her intestines had already turned black from regret.
Yun Qixi, oh Yun Qixi, are you a kind person? What the heck was she doing?
After greeting someone's eighteen generations of ancestors over and over again, the ancestor probably wouldn't be able to continue listening. Finally, her wrist loosened and the rope tied to her hand snapped.
Without any hesitation, she quickly untied the rope on her legs and tiptoed to the entrance of the tent.
Gently, he opened the door to reveal a slit.
Yo, there's no guard at the door?
Hehe, you aren't even arranging a guard for her, you sure are confident! Was he sure she wouldn't be able to escape?
Hearing the uniform footsteps getting closer and closer, she put down the curtain and quickly returned to her original position. She then sat back down on the ground, pretending to be tied up.
However, the sound of the footsteps only passed outside of the tent, and it grew further and further away.
She stood up again.
In the darkness, she stretched her numb limbs, and her eyes narrowed a little.
Imagine the charred face when that guy found out she'd run away. She threw her head back and opened her mouth and laughed silently.
Hmph, you ungrateful man, I won't play with you anymore.
When she reached the door, she jerked back the curtain and froze.
There was a figure standing outside the door, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
Therefore, Yun Qixi abruptly retracted her leg that was lifted up.
When the man turned around, Yun Qixi recognized him. Wasn't he that rude bastard who knocked her out with a single palm?
"Miss, please come with me." Ge Feng said expressionlessly.
Why? Yun Qixi retorted instinctively in her heart, but her expression did not change at all.
From the looks of it, it didn't seem like he was going to immediately end her life. He even wanted to buy her a cup of tea and chat nonchalantly with her?
"And if I don't?" Yun Qixi smiled as she raised her hand.
Ge Feng stared at her coldly, "If Miss … "If you don't want to die."
Hey, is she scared?
Who was afraid of whom? Could it be worse than being silenced?
The corner of her lips curled up. She smiled and followed him.
Yun Qixi followed him into another tent. Seeing the person lying on the bed, Yun Qixi was startled.
At first, when they were in the tomb chamber, the light was dim and she could not see it clearly. But now, under the bright light, this fellow really looked like a genius.
Not only does he look jealous, but... He