Chapter 5 Punishment: "Will you run away again next time?"
Ruan Yang walked around for a while, but still couldn't find Zhou Ming, which made her feel that something was seriously wrong.
She held onto the handrail and walked to the corner of the stairs. There was no one around. A moment later, several men with sinister eyes gathered around her.
Her heart sank. She had unknowingly been cornered. She recognized all these people; they were all Zhou Ming's men.
Just as she was about to cry for help, the man closest to her rushed up and covered her mouth and nose tightly. After struggling for a while, Ruan Yang's vision went black, and she was then stuffed into a sack, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
In the moments before she fainted, Ruan Yang couldn't help but wonder, had Zhou Ming been lying to her all along? Had she wronged Ning Xian?
After Zhou Ming and his companions secretly sold Ruan Yang to the Shuobei people, they took a substantial reward and, under the watchful eyes of the Eastern Palace's secret guards, galloped out of the city gates...
The spy from Shuobei threw Ruan Yang onto the cart. She was hidden in the pile of grain, and no flaws could be seen. He then stuffed the jade pendant with the double fish pattern, which could verify Ruan Yang's identity, into his sleeve.
Upon learning that this woman was the second young lady of the Ruan family and Lu Wenjin's woman, these people treasured her dearly. Now that the two sides were locked in a fierce battle, if they could hand over the hostage, they would surely have made a great contribution.
After a long day of walking, hungry and thirsty, the group stopped at a teahouse. The leader swallowed his drink, glanced at the person in the sack, and said to his men, "Give her some water, don't let her die."
"yes!"
The man pushed the cart to a shady spot in the courtyard, took out a water bottle from his waist, untied the burlap sack, and a fresh-faced man was revealed.
The women of Sichuan and Chongqing are all beautiful and graceful, unlike the rough women of the north. The woman in front of me, in particular, has skin as white as porcelain and a slender figure. Her arms look like they could be pinched to release water!
And look at those little mouths, so red and pomegranate-like, they make you want to take a bite.
He slapped his thigh, his greasy hand reaching for Ruan Yang's waist, but then he thought that the best things should be given to the master first.
Upon hearing this, the leader put down the wine and meat he was holding, ran to the backyard, and sure enough, there was a very beautiful woman leaning against the rough, withered straw.
Seeing the person lying on the grass, he stirred slightly, coughed a few times, and slowly opened his eyes, looking at them with a blank expression.
She's so adorable.
What are you trying to do?
Even her voice was sweet and delicate, making one's mind wander. The leader gave a wink to the person next to him, and soon, the small courtyard was empty except for the two of them.
Amidst the filthy laughter and cheers, Ruan Yang lowered her eyes, rubbed them, and clenched her teeth.
After a moment, she raised her eyes and said sadly, "Brothers, I know my life is as insignificant as an ant's. Rebellion has only hurt our feelings. The journey north has been arduous. If I want to live a few more days, I will have to rely on your help..."
"But my health is weak, and I'm afraid I can't withstand all of you. I only need one of you; no one else is allowed today..."
Such a beautiful woman, even if she tries to outsmart them, can still make their hearts flutter. Besides, what can a woman who can't even kill a chicken do? No matter how ruthless she is, she can only tickle them.
The man carried her to the woodshed, and Ruan Yang began to play hard to get. She endured the churning in her stomach, and after some struggle, she finally found the hairpin that had been hidden in the gap of the haystack.
The man was so captivated by Ruan Yang's gentle words that he forgot himself and his heart softened.
Ruan Yang gripped the hairpin in her hand, climbed up to the other man's neck, her watery eyes fixed on the ceiling, and with a swift movement, she plunged the hairpin into the man's neck.
Her hands were stained with slippery blood, and Ruan Yang's hands quickly began to tremble. She took a deep breath and got up.
At this moment, the woman's gentleness became the best aphrodisiac.
Seeing the man in front of her bleeding profusely, yet unable to utter a sound, Ruan Yang kicked him away and immediately ran into the yard, cutting the horse's tether.
She then gripped the reins tightly, mounted the horse, pulled out the hairpin from her hair, and stabbed the horse in the process. The horse neighed in pain, kicked over the person blocking her way, knocked over a basket by the roadside, and charged out into the bustling crowd.
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With this commotion, the city gates have been sealed off. Anyone who tries to find lodging or food will be walking into a trap.
With the people of Shuobei ahead and Ningxian behind, in this vast world, where can she find her place of belonging?
If she stays in the bustling crowd, she will be arrested and thrown into jail in no time. Ordinary people pay for murder with their lives, and she may be on the guillotine tomorrow.
She turned her horse around and galloped into the deep mountains and forests.
Night gradually fell, soon engulfing the mountains. While there was still light, Ruan Yang squeezed through the narrow, thorny gaps in the bamboo and found a hiding place.
The foot of the cave was filled with the chirping of insects, and she had no tinder or anything on her. Nighttime was even more dangerous. She had been pampered at home since childhood and had never suffered any hardship. Now, with no time to adjust, Ruan Yang hugged her knees and huddled in a corner, tears streaming down her face silently.
Is she really going to turn herself in to the authorities? But it's clearly someone else who's in the wrong.
She didn't remember who she was or where she came from; the blankness of the world made her feel incredibly lonely.
This time, she didn't understand the situation and rashly ran away, which led her to mistakenly believe that her benefactor was behind her and get her back into trouble. It seems that she also accidentally hurt her husband, who had always been very good to her.
Husband...
Ruan Yang felt even more distressed when she thought of Ning Xian. He had lost so much blood, and she didn't know if Ning Xian was still alive. Was he in a lot of pain? In the days she was away, had Ning Xian had any new women by his side?
What if you find someone new and forget about her?
Ruan Yang felt a strange pang of sadness. Since losing her memory, her world had become very small, so small that only when Ning Xian appeared in her life did she feel the fact that she existed.
She would feel a little uneasy if he disappeared from her life.
It was as if she had been drifting on the sea, with nothing but a piece of driftwood in front of her and only a piece of driftwood in her hand. But now, she had pushed the driftwood away.
During the month or so that she and Ning Xian spent every day together, he didn't force her to do anything. Instead, he fattened her up and made her "fair and plump." Regardless of whether she liked it or not, Ning Xian would stuff her with whatever he thought was delicious. Over the past few months, she had visibly become much more well-fed.
Occasionally, when he has some free time, he will come back to play with her and relieve her loneliness.
Occasionally, I'll act childish and tease her on purpose, watching her get flustered and her face turn red, but compared to this moment, it's as insignificant as a feather.
As for feelings, Ruan Yang thought that feelings would develop over time and could be cultivated slowly. In any case, her husband was handsome, and it was only a matter of time before she fell in love with him.
Ruan Yang spent a long time mentally preparing herself before she could barely accept the fact that she was Ning Xian's mistress.
If Ning Xian can forgive her, she promises to stay obediently by his side, be a good wife and mother, and at least not cause any more trouble until she completely regains her memory!
Having fled all the way, Ruan Yang had suffered many small cuts on her legs and arms. She clutched her injured leg, her face turning pale with pain.
The forest was pitch black, and the only sliver of moonlight was blocked by the dense canopy. Above, an owl cried out mournfully, sending a chill down one's spine.
Suddenly, two eerie green lights appeared in the darkness ahead, like two clusters of cold flames staring straight at her.
Ruan Yang took a few steps back and recognized it as a lynx!
Her breath hitched, and her blood seemed to freeze. This beast was ferocious; when it got angry, it was no weaker than a tiger.
The air was filled with low growls as the beast lay silently in the shadows of the trees, its pointed ears perked up and muscles taut, ready to pounce at any moment.
Ruan Yang dared not move, even breathing very softly, her fingertips digging tightly into her palms. The lynx, however, slowly took a step forward, its sharp claws treading on the withered leaves, making a soft "rustling" sound.
Ruan Yang broke out in a cold sweat. She had no weapon and was limping. How was she supposed to deal with this ferocious lynx? If Ning Xian were to drive it away, it would be effortless.
Waaaaah, my husband, I was wrong.
Hearing the lynx roar, she instinctively rolled to the side. Just as she thought she was about to be torn apart by its claws, the dark shadow that was about to pounce suddenly landed on the withered leaves and stopped moving.
Ruan Yang slowly opened his eyes and looked in the direction from which the arrow had come. The man stood like a pine tree in the mountain wind, holding a bow in his left hand with long, strong fingers that steadily supported the ebony bow.
In the darkness, a contemptuous sneer rang out. The man saw that she was filthy, with dust all over her face and hands: "Tsk, it's you. Didn't you swear you were going to elope with your lover? What are you doing digging dirt to eat in the middle of the night?"
Is it Ning Xian?!
When Ruan Yang saw who it was, she burst into tears. It turned out he hadn't abandoned her.
She wiped the mud from her face and the tears welling in her eyes, and as if she had found a lifeline, she immediately ran towards the man, but...
She tripped over a bamboo shoot that had sprouted from beneath her feet, which jolted her awake.
She broke her promise and betrayed him. Ning Xian is a man who treats human life like dirt. How will he deal with someone who abandoned and betrayed him?
Ning Xian saw his kitten lying motionless on the ground, seemingly lost in thought, perhaps afraid that he would punish her.
He sent men to follow him all the way here, and wiped out all the Shuobei people behind him, which is why Ruan Yang has survived until now.
But he is not a soft-hearted savior. A few months of getting along is not enough for him to be soft-hearted towards anyone. Lu Wenjin has withdrawn his troops from Shuobei and returned to Bashu in the past few days. If nothing unexpected happens, the two places will soon be at war.
At that time, he would trample Ruan Xishan and Lu Wenjin's heads under his feet and personally deal with Ruan Yang in front of him.
There aren't many days left to be "tender and affectionate" with the kitten, so let's enjoy ourselves to the fullest and not feel any regret when we think of her in the future.
A smirk played on his lips as a mischievous idea formed in his mind. He squatted down and beckoned to the girl on the ground: "Hey, little Aheng, come here."
Ruan Yang's heart skipped a beat when she heard the man's cold tone, which had long lost its former tenderness.
A note from the author:
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You scoundrel, you'll regret this.
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