Mu Run touched his injured ear. His medicine was really good; it didn't hurt much anymore.
"I just thought that since I'd finally made it to the capital, I should buy some gifts to take back. Who knew that I wouldn't even get inside the gate before being beaten and taken to the yamen (government office)."
“If I had arrived any later, you would have been punished and imprisoned. Zhao Zhicai was originally a butcher, how did he climb to the position of Prefect of the Capital? What do you think he did to achieve that?” Fu Yunchen looked at her ugly face.
"Intelligent and wise?" Mu Run muttered, head drooping.
Fu Yunchen, "...He does have some brains, but he's more about tactics. Half of the current tortures in the Northern Jin Dynasty are his doing. What he loves most is torturing people. Your face can only fool ordinary people; Zhao Zhicai definitely saw through it. I saw a strange light in his eyes, the excitement that comes from spotting prey."
Mu Run was a little frightened by his words, "What is he going to do?"
"He recently invented a new set of torture devices, which are designed for female prisoners."
"..." Mu Run couldn't help but feel a chill of fear. The information about ancient torture instruments flashed through her mind, and her hands trembled.
"With such cruel officials in power, what is the court thinking?"
"The imperial court is like a big dye vat, containing all kinds of colors and needing all kinds of colors. It needs honest officials, it needs corrupt officials, and it also needs cruel and incompetent officials."
"Bullshit!" Mu Run retorted angrily.
Fu Yunchen looked at her but didn't say anything more.
"What official position will you hold?" Mu Run asked. He was a newly appointed third-place scholar in the imperial examinations and was currently serving in the Hanlin Academy, but that was only a transitional position. With his abilities and methods, he would certainly have other plans.
"What official position do you want me to be?" Fu Yunchen asked with great interest.
Mu Runzhi said directly, "Of course he is a good official."
"What a good official," Fu Yunchen smiled.
"Ideally, they should be good people too."
Am I not good enough?
"Are you OK?"
Fu Yunchen suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, kissing her lips before she could react.
Mu Run panicked and struggled to push Fu Yunchen away, but his arms were very strong and he held her tightly.
Passively enduring his plundering, my head gradually became dizzy from lack of oxygen.
He only released her when she was about to faint.
Mu Run's lips were pink and plump. She took two deep breaths... and her breath was filled with his scent.
Her ears turned slightly red, and she struggled free from his embrace, "You bad guy!"
"Heh." Fu Yunchen loved seeing her puffed up and full of anger.
Seeing him leaning against the carriage, gazing at her mouth with a lazy yet alluring air, Mu Run felt a sudden sense of crisis. Her gaze shifted and fell upon the cat-face mask that Liu Lao Er had given her.
Wearing a cat-face mask that covered even her mouth, she questioned, "You said you wouldn't force me."
"So, I didn't finish." Fu Yunchen's smile grew even more wicked.
Mu Run's legs immediately went weak, and she dared not stay any longer. "I... I can't be bothered with you, you shameless bastard!"
He turned and left.
After she left, a short arrow shot into the carriage and landed firmly on the carriage wall.
A strip of cloth was tied to the end of the arrow.
Fu Yunchen pulled out the short arrow and untied the strip of cloth...
Wearing a cat mask, Mu Run leaned against the carriage shaft and asked Liu Lao Er, "Where are we going?"
Liu Lao Er replied, "Let's leave the capital first and go to the eldest brother's villa on the outskirts of the capital."
"The manor?" Mu Run pulled out the gold note Fu Yunchen had given her from her pocket. "He must have gotten this from robbing it as a bandit, right?"
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