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The tinnitus after the heavy blow gradually dissipated, and the sound of fabric rubbing against the rough ground rhythmically entered her ears.
She wasn't completely unconscious, but she was blindfolded and disoriented.
The hemp rope around her seemed to be tied tighter, and the wound on her leg was painful during the dragging process. Something was stuffed in her mouth, and her jaw was sore from being stretched.
After holding on for a while, the person dragging her finally stopped. She heard the soldiers whispering when they were handing over, and the stone in her heart finally came down.
The soldiers still didn't drag her out and chop her off. Perhaps Lu Songping had passed on the message, but the captain had her separated from the other prisoners and brought to this place alone. They blindfolded her, probably because they didn't want her to know the location of the main account.
She tried to comfort herself: after all, her stupid method was somewhat effective. Although it was no longer a stupid method, it could be called a bad idea.
Xiao Nanhui thought viciously, trying hard to ignore the arrow stuck in his thigh.
This time, upon returning to Que City, she was determined to exact revenge from Su Pingchuan. Not only had he lost the battle, but he had also thrown a thankless task upon her. She, a brilliant "outpost," had fought bravely to become the village leader, but she had nearly been exposed for saving him, and now she had to clean up his mess.
Rough ropes bound her hands behind her back, and the blindfold remained. She felt her nose swell and itch from the punch. She tried to lift her head to suppress the itch, but it would soon surge back. Blood trickled from one of her nostrils. She couldn't wipe it away, only to feel it streak a red line across her face before falling to the ground.
The inner humiliation has overshadowed the physical pain.
She only regretted that she had not put enough dust on her face before. If she was recognized by someone she knew, she would retire and return home, and would never stay in the army again.
Unable to see, she took a deep breath and pricked up her ears to listen.
The surroundings were less noisy and warmer, but she couldn't hear the smoldering fire in the brazier. She guessed she was in the outer room of a large tent. Several low voices rang out from not far away. Perhaps because they were separated by a felt curtain or something, even with her excellent hearing, she could only hear a few muffled sounds and couldn't make out the specific content.
The soldier who brought her in obviously did not dare to go into the inner room rashly, and just retreated to a place not far from her and waited.
Of course Xiao Nanhui also had to wait.
But she was doing it in a dog-chewing-mud posture. Half an hour passed, and just as she was about to move her butt and turn to the other side to eat dirt, someone lifted the curtain, and then a rough male voice came, sounding like a general.
"Who is that person behind the scenes? Why was he so silent just now?"
"Meet Captain Yan. I'm on duty at the prisoner camp."
Just when I was thinking about meeting an acquaintance, this acquaintance came.
She had some impression of Yan Guang, the Western Commander. When she followed Xiao Zhun around, she must have met him many times. She remembered that she had even praised his beautifully trimmed beard.
"How did the prisoner camp get here?"
"To answer the captain, Lord Lu just told me that they captured a Southern Qiang man on the riverbank in the south and requested to see Your Majesty regarding an important matter..."
"Lu Songping?" The bearded Yan Guang's voice suddenly turned cold, his tone revealing an undisguised disdain. "He's really reaching out. Your Majesty still has important matters to discuss with us about the march, so how can he have the time to see this random person? Get rid of him quickly, he's blocking the doorway and is an eyesore. This isn't the place for you, get out now."
"yes."
The soldier was obviously no match for Captain Yan and didn't dare to say a word. He received the order and went straight to Xiao Nanhui. He grabbed the knot at the back of her neck with swift movements and was about to drag her back the way she came.
Are you kidding me? She's come this far after all the hard work, and now she's going back to square one?!
In a flash, she thought quickly, turned her head, opened her mouth, and bit the back of the soldier's hand with her front teeth through the half piece of rag in her mouth.
Xiao Nanhui was ruthless and used all his strength in his words. A scream of "Ah" resounded throughout the camp, and the entire tent fell silent.
"I've heard that this Southern Qiang barbarian is very wild. Now that I've run into him today, I'm going to give him a good beating."
Swish.
She heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed.
The next second, a cold feeling touched her neck.
Come on, man? I just exchanged a few words with you, and your beard doesn't impress me at all?
However, her question was stuck in her throat. Her tongue was fighting a desperate battle with the rag, but she couldn't make a complete sound despite her best efforts.
"Wait."
A deep, hoarse voice sounded from behind the carpet.
Xiao Nanhui slowly let go of the breath that was hanging in her throat. As she struggled, the cloth tied around her eyes shifted, giving her a slit of vision.
She tried to open her eyes wide and look outside, only to see a pair of white boots swaying from afar in the gap between the carpet and the ground, and then slowly walking across the carpet towards her step by step.
The angle of this peek was very special, and it reminded her of what happened when she was drawing fortunes at Yongye Temple a few months ago.
At that time, she was just like now, seeing a pair of fine boots walking towards her through the heavy prayer flags.
The man walked closer, and she saw a piece of the hem of the boot. It was made of fine ice silk satin with exquisite embroidery, revealing a misty light blue.
It's moon white.
For some reason, Xiao Nanhui felt that the color looked familiar.
"Your Majesty, please leave her to me. I will not be a nuisance to you..."
His Majesty?
Xiao Nanhui felt his nose itchy again.
"No need, I have other plans."
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