Chapter 220 A Young Lady from a Powerful Clan VS A Humble Remnant Slave
early morning.
Jiang Zhiyi woke up early, and the maids came in to serve her. She asked, "Did you encounter any suspicious people while you were on duty last night?"
"No." The maid shook her head.
"Call the little beggar over later." Jiang Zhiyi didn't ask any more questions.
Last night she had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't remember clearly. Perhaps it was because she wasn't used to sleeping in an unfamiliar place that she had a dream.
"My benefactor." The little beggar pushed open the door and came in.
He changed into clean clothes today, and washed the dirt off his face, so he looked much better than yesterday.
Jiang Zhiyi asked, "Are there any fun places to visit in the capital?"
The little beggar rattled off more than a dozen names in one breath: taverns, teahouses, brothels, gardens... all sorts of places.
“Okay, then lead the way for us.” Jiang Zhiyi nodded.
The little beggar took Jiang Zhiyi out for several days, showing her all the well-known places in the area.
Gradually, Jiang Zhiyi and those around her lowered their guard against the little beggar.
...
That day, Jiang Zhiyi was watching a play in the theater.
The performance on stage was at a particularly exciting point—the play tells the story of a devoted woman's love-hate entanglement with two men.
The woman's lover abandoned her after passing the imperial examination with top honors, and instead married the daughter of an official. Heartbroken, she attempted suicide but was saved by a passing man.
Who would have thought that this man was actually the leader of a bandit gang? The woman followed him up the mountain and became a bandit herself. Over time, the two fell in love and eventually married.
Years later, the lover was ordered to suppress bandits, but was captured by them because he was unfamiliar with the terrain.
The woman saw her former lover, but without the slightest hesitation, she raised her knife and beheaded him.
"Good! Reward him!" Jiang Zhiyi was very satisfied with the story and rewarded the actor with a lot of money.
It's a pity she'll be leaving in a few days; I heard this troupe has many more wonderful plays to perform.
Seeing this, the little beggar suggested, "My benefactor, why don't we go and buy the script from them? If we offer a high price, they'll surely be willing to sell it to us."
Jiang Zhiyi: "Then go ask her now."
A quarter of an hour later, the little beggar returned to his room. "My benefactor," he said, "the people in the opera troupe said that we should ask their old troupe leader about this matter. I inquired around and found out that the old troupe leader has an eccentric personality, is difficult to get along with, and is a heavy drinker."
"In a deep alley in the north of the city, there lives a master brewer who is the most skilled at brewing wine. It is said that he even brewed wine for the emperor. However, this man is obsessed with cultivating immortality and values luck above all else, so he only sells his wine to those he finds pleasing to the eye..."
Jiang Zhiyi thought about it and thought, "Isn't this perfect?" She said, "Then I'll go there myself."
The little beggar then led Jiang Zhiyi to a deep alley in the north of the city. This alley looked rather strange; she felt as if she had seen it somewhere before.
"Wait a minute." Jiang Zhiyi suddenly realized something was wrong; this must be a maze.
She remembered that Jiang Qi had spent several months researching this maze. Back then, she would often deliberately pester him and cause him trouble.
"You—" She was about to call out to the little beggar, but she was knocked unconscious.
Soon, the maze disappeared.
...
Jiang Zhiyi opened her eyes and found herself in a dark prison cell.
She hung her head and looked around at her surroundings.
If she wasn't mistaken, this should be Jiang Qi's territory, and he had her captured.
After all, she had no other enemies, so the only possibility was that Jiang Qi was coming to take revenge on her.
"Is anyone there? Let me out! Let me out!" Jiang Zhiyi started shouting loudly.
If she were Jiang Qi, she would definitely be hiding to the side, watching her enemy slowly crumble because of fear and worry.
It's like a hunter looking at the prey he's caught, enjoying the feeling of a bountiful harvest.
Jiang Zhiyi called out repeatedly for a long time, but no one appeared until she ran out of strength.
She leaned against the corner of the wall to rest, and remained silent.
"Woo woo woo—" Strange sounds suddenly came from all around, it was hard to tell whether they came from humans or monsters.
Jiang Zhiyi shrank further into the corner.
The cell was dark, with only a few candles lit on the walls. Anything a little further away was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything at all.
"Roar—" Several more roars came from next door, followed by the sound of wild beasts gnawing on flesh.
Jiang Zhiyi was genuinely scared this time.
She tried to circulate her spiritual power again, but it was to no avail. All her spiritual power was sealed by the restriction, and now she was just an ordinary mortal.
By late at night, Jiang Zhiyi had fallen asleep leaning against the wall.
At this moment, Jiang Qi, who had been watching her from the shadows all night, came out and frowned as he looked her over.
Her cheeks were flushed, and she occasionally murmured a few words, looking as if she was very uncomfortable.
Jiang Qi opened the cell door and moved closer to look at her. He reached out and touched her face, only to find that her whole body was burning up.
The dark cell was damp and chilly. Her constitution was already weak, and without the protection of spiritual energy, she was naturally very susceptible to catching a cold.
Jiang Qi instructed his attendant, "Summon a physician to come and take a look at her."
She fell ill after only half a day in the dark prison; she's really too delicate.
With a cold expression, he used his spiritual power to dispel the cold from her body.
She can't just die so easily. He's not satisfied yet; he'll keep her alive to torment her properly from now on.
...
Jiang Zhiyi didn't wake up until the afternoon of the next day.
A tall man stood in front of her, his back to her, and she had no idea how long he had been there.
"Who are you?" she asked.
The man turned around, revealing Jiang Qi's face, though he had completely changed.
Jiang Zhiyi: "You're still alive?"
Jiang Qi sneered, his tone indifferent: "What, you're disappointed that I didn't die?"
"Let me out right now! If you let me go now, I'll pretend nothing happened and I won't punish you. Otherwise, I won't let you off the hook," she threatened.
Jiang Qi didn't speak. He directly used his spiritual power to condense a sharp blade, which almost grazed her neck.
"Why should I let you go? Do you still think I'm the same Jiang Qi who was at your mercy?"
Jiang Zhiyi reached out to slap him, but he grabbed her wrist.
"Let go of me, it hurts!" Jiang Zhiyi struggled violently, trying to hit him with her other hand.
Jiang Qi shook off her hand, then pinched her face, warning her fiercely, "You'd better come to your senses quickly; you're now in my hands. The people of the Floating Cloud Sect won't be able to find you anytime soon. You better stay put and don't make me angry. If you cause any more trouble, I'll kill you right now and feed your corpse to the demon beasts."
Jiang Zhiyi started to shed tears.
Jiang Qi saw the tears on her face and laughed instead.
Her eyes were red, and she turned her head away from him, looking very aggrieved and pitiful.
Jiang Qiping composed himself.
She was the one who did the wrong thing back then, so what right does she have to feel wronged now?
She killed him, so naturally he wanted to get revenge. Isn't that a matter of course?
"What exactly do you want to do to me?" Jiang Zhiyi's tone was full of wariness and suspicion.
Jiang Qi forcefully lifted her face, forcing her to look into his eyes.
He said in a deep voice, "I want you to stay here and be my slave."
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