The carriage sped forward, leaving the scenery on both sides of the road behind, and the sunrise turned into sunset.
"Whoa—" the coachman gave the order, pulled on the reins, and stopped the carriage.
"Miss, there are no inns further ahead. Why don't you stay in this town for the night?" the coachman said.
“Okay.” Jian Yang picked up her bundle and got off the carriage.
There was an inn right in front of us.
Jian Yang asked for a room for herself and the driver, and had the waiter bring food and hot water to her room, planning to get a good night's sleep after dinner.
She had been jostled around on the road all day, and her bones felt like they were about to fall apart.
But when it was time to sleep, she tossed and turned.
The sorrow of parting belatedly crept into her heart, and she began to miss all the good things about the capital city.
From clothing, food, shelter, and transportation to her eldest brother and her adoptive father, every single thing was enough for her to think about for a long time.
Finally, as he thought about it, all the faces in his mind turned into the dog emperor.
"Hmm, it must be because I came here all the time and left all alone, and I felt a sense of loss. It's not because I miss him," Jian Yang muttered to herself, trying to comfort herself.
Suddenly, a faint, soft sound entered her ears.
Jian Yang listened intently, holding her breath, and heard the bolt on her door being slowly moved from its original position by someone using some unknown method.
The hairs on her body stood on end instantly, and alarm bells rang in her mind.
It was too late to jump out of the window at that point, especially since she didn't know any martial arts skills. If she jumped from the second floor, she would definitely break her bones.
Finally, the moment the door was opened, Jian Yang's hand touched the poison powder she had hidden under her pillow.
As she listened to the footsteps approaching, her heart leaped into her throat.
Using the moonlight streaming in through the window, Jian Yang squinted to see who it was.
He was a very tall and burly man with a thick beard.
Although it is as large as a small mountain, its steps are very slow.
If Jian Yang hadn't been suffering from insomnia, she wouldn't have noticed that this person had entered her room in the middle of the night.
Even when fully conscious, a profound sense of despair followed.
With a man this strong, the chances of her escaping from him are extremely slim.
Jian Yang gripped the porcelain bottle tightly in her hand, praying that when the man approached her later, she would be able to strike him with a single blow.
But the man seemed to have been prepared. As he approached the bed, he suddenly stopped, took out a face towel from his pocket, and covered his entire face, leaving only his eyes exposed.
Jian Yang: "..."
Was this person acting on a whim, or had he been on guard against her all along?
Jian Yang was already unsure of herself, and now that she saw that the other party had taken precautions, she felt even more uncertain.
But at the same time, her mind was racing. If the other party was doing this to prevent her from poisoning him, wouldn't that prove that the other party knew her very well?
But she was quite certain that she had never met this burly man before, and she figured that he must have been sent by someone she had fought before.
Just as Jian Yang was quickly recalling the enemies she had offended, the burly man had already silently arrived at her bedside.
Jian Yang quickly pulled herself together and tried to steady her breathing so that the other person wouldn't realize she was pretending to be asleep.
However, she couldn't help but wonder, what if this person wasn't an enemy, and came to her house in the middle of the night to rob her or to assault her?
What if it was a sexual assault...? She dared not think any further.
As if to confirm her thoughts, the next moment, the big man reached for the corner of her blanket and slowly lifted it.
Damn, it turns out he's a womanizer!
The warmth of the blankets vanished instantly, and in her terror, Jian Yang threw the poison powder in her hand away.
The big man reacted extremely quickly, instinctively covering his mouth and nose with his hand and retreating rapidly. Then, remembering that he was wearing a face mask, he lowered his arm.
"It seems they were right, you young lady are indeed quite skilled," the burly man said admiringly after retreating to a safe distance.
"Them? Who are they?"
Jian Yang grasped the key point in his words and took all the remaining poison she had placed by her bedside.
Realizing he had misspoke, the burly man began to deny it, saying, "When did I say anything about them? Young lady, don't make false accusations."
As he was speaking, he suddenly felt a little short of breath.
Jian Yang had been observing his reaction. When she saw his movements suddenly freeze, she curled her lips and said, "Congratulations, you've been poisoned."
The burly man exclaimed incredulously, "How is that possible? I've taken all necessary precautions!"
Jian Yang laughed and said, "Didn't they tell you that my poison powder will cause poisoning as soon as it comes into contact with the skin?"
The big man then realized that he must have come into contact with the poison when he covered his mouth and nose with his hand.
A flicker of panic crossed his eyes, then his gaze hardened: "Hand over the antidote now, or I'll kill you!"
Jian Yang waved the seven or eight medicine bottles in her hand and said sarcastically, "That depends on whether you can kill me or not. I have plenty of poisons here that kill without leaving a trace. Do you want to try them?"
The big man pondered for a moment, glared at her fiercely, and then jumped out of the window.
Jian Yang was surprised to find that her back was soaked with sweat in just a short while.
This place is absolutely uninhabitable.
Nobody knows whether that man will call his accomplices later.
Jian Yang immediately got up and began packing her things, while thinking about what to do next.
Before leaving, she changed her mask and clothes again, disguising herself as a man to avoid being recognized.
At the same time, we can no longer ride in carriages; they are too conspicuous.
But the streets were deserted, and running out at this time would definitely make her a sitting duck. In the end, she decided to sneak into the woodshed of the inn for the night and wait for a chance to escape at dawn.
However, Jian Yang overestimated her luck.
As soon as she stepped into the backyard of the inn, she was stared at by six or seven pairs of eyes, including the burly man who had been in her room earlier.
Jian Yang thought to herself, "I'm doomed," but it was too late to run.
Thinking that she might be able to get away with it by changing her face and clothes, she yawned and complained, "It's so late at night, and they insist on making someone get up to boil water. These days, customers are so hard to please."
As she spoke, she walked toward the woodshed in the backyard.
Those six or seven people were all men, and they all looked like they were skilled in martial arts.
Before Jian Yang arrived, these people were plotting something, but now they were staring intently at her, their gazes following her every move.
Jian Yang was actually terrified, but she pretended to be calm and walked to the woodshed. Just as she was about to push the door open, she found that the door was locked.
She cried out that she was doomed, but at the same time she calmed herself down and muttered, "Damn it, I forgot my keys."
She slapped her forehead and was about to turn and run away when a large hand landed on her shoulder.
"Young lady, don't think I won't recognize you just because you've disguised yourself and changed your clothes."
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