Chapter 342: Why She Was Abducted
The common people behind him talked about Meng Jin getting married and having children. They whispered about the unmarried daughters of wealthy families, as if it was a great honor for the daughters of noble families to marry into the Meng family.
Wen Wan sneered and felt sad for Meng Jin's future wife. No matter whose daughter it was, marrying someone like Meng Jin would be like sticking flowers in cow dung.
"Miss Wen, it's getting late. Let's hurry back to the prefect's residence."
Wen Wan was followed by a servant who was holding a basket full of groceries.
The old woman's surname was Wu, and she worked in the kitchen of the prefect's mansion. Wen Wan spent some money to let her take her out secretly.
He Miao was worried about He Qing's illness these days and had no time to take care of her, so she threw her in the backyard of the prefect's mansion and ignored her.
No one knew what medicine the imperial physician gave He Qing. He Qing, who had originally wanted to kill Wen Wan and vent his anger on her, was now in a daze all day long and seemed to have forgotten Wen Wan's existence.
Meng Jin, on the other hand, would find excuses to show up in front of Wen Wan's yard from time to time, which made Wen Wan very annoyed.
Wen Wan responded as soon as the maid reminded her.
Wen Wan followed the servant and walked for about half a cup of tea. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street.
It was not until the servant led her into a remote alley that Wen Wan's heart suddenly jumped.
This is not the way back to the prefectural government!
Realizing this, Wen Wan stopped, turned around and wanted to escape.
Unfortunately, as soon as she turned around, the servant behind her dropped the bamboo basket in her hand and grabbed her shoulders.
This old woman was a martial artist, and Wen Wan was no match for her at all. She didn't even have time to take out the dagger in her sleeve before she was knocked unconscious by a palm from the old woman.
There was a horse-drawn carriage parked deep in the alley, and the driver was a young man in his early twenties.
The young man trotted over and saw the person lying on the ground, his expression darkened.
"Didn't the master say that she couldn't be hurt?"
The strong maid lifted Wen Wan onto her shoulders and threw her into the carriage.
"I didn't hurt her, I just knocked her unconscious. If I hadn't held back, do you believe I could have killed her with one blow?"
The young man twitched his lips and said, "Mrs. Wu, you keep being stubborn. If the master blames you later, you will be the one to suffer."
Old Wife Wu sneered, "Do you think your master is blind and heartless? How could you let an old woman like me suffer for a little bitch? This young woman is obviously not a good person. She flirts with men all day long. I, an old woman, hate this kind of slut the most."
After saying this, Mrs. Wu wiped the dust off her hands and went to pick up the bamboo basket that had fallen on the ground.
The young man had no way to deal with the woman and could only mutter a few words, "My master always says that you can't judge a person by appearance. This girl is pretty, so it's inevitable that she'll attract a few flies. You can't accuse her of flirting with others based on a few words."
The young man refused to admit defeat, but he still went to help pick up the things that fell on the ground.
"Besides, since the master asked us to take her back, it means that this girl is extraordinary. What if she is the woman the master likes? If you hit her so hard, the master will get angry later..."
"Will the master be interested in her?" Old Wife Wu sneered and leaned close to the young man's ear, lowering her voice and saying, "I'm an experienced person. This girl is said to be General Shen's concubine. Look at her waist and buttocks, I can tell she's had children before."
When the young man heard this, he was shocked.
Old Mrs. Wu: "Don't disbelieve me, I can tell at a glance if a woman has given birth. So, you say, our master, with his divine beauty, can be interested in her?"
youth:"……"
Mrs. Wu waved her hand and slung the bamboo basket over her shoulder. "I'll leave the person to you. I'm going back to the prefectural government."
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Wen Wan only felt unbearable pain on the back of her neck.
The old woman was so strong that she knocked her out with just one slash of her hand.
Her thoughts were in a mess, and she recalled a niche article she had read before, which said that in ancient times, chopping people with hand knives was actually very risky. If you were not careful, you would injure your cervical spine and nerves. In the mildest case, the body below the neck would be paralyzed, and in the worst case, the person would directly die from cardiac arrest.
She moved her neck and her hands and feet before she breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, she just fainted, not paralyzed or dead.
The young man squatted beside Wen Wan and saw her reaction when she woke up.
The more he looked, the more surprised he became. "Uncle, this girl is so strange. After being captured by us, she actually looked so relaxed?"
The man called "Uncle" by the young man was an old man sitting on the door frame, smoking a water pipe.
The old man took a puff of his cigarette and looked at Wen Wan in surprise, "It's a strange one."
Wen Wan heard the two people talking, then raised her head and looked around.
This room looked like a wing room in a courtyard. The door was open, and looking out from inside, one could just see the sunset and dusk all over the sky.
There is a decades-old hibiscus tree in the yard. The flowers on its branches are in full bloom, reflecting the layers of sunset outside the courtyard wall. The picture is surprisingly beautiful.
Looking at the two people in the room, the old man was dressed like a shop owner, like a businessman, and the young man had a scimitar on his waist, like a guard.
Wen Wan's hands and feet were tied and she could only lie on the floor.
"Who are you and why did you kidnap me? Did He Miao ask you to deal with me?"
Wen Wan’s first reaction was that He Miao had someone tie her up.
According to the plots in the hundreds of storybooks she had read, in the stories about domestic intrigues, the most vicious way for wealthy families to deal with their enemies was to kidnap them and sell them directly to brothels, leaving them unable to live or die.
"He Miao?" The young man was stunned. "Are you talking about the daughter of the He family who lives in the prefectural governor's mansion? That kind of willful and capricious daughter of a noble family can't order us around."
This time, it was Wen Wan's turn to be stunned. Her pupils shrank. "You are not members of the He family? Then why did you tie me up?"
The young man seemed to be stumped by the question and looked at the old man.
"Uncle, yes, why did the master ask us to kidnap her? Did the master give any instructions? The master is a favorite of the young master, so he must know what the young master is planning."
The old man holding the pipe lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up.
"Although the noble master didn't say explicitly what the young master wanted this girl for, I figured that for our business in the city, the only place that could use such a pretty woman is Chunhua Tower."
The old man pondered and said, "I guess the master will definitely send this pretty girl to Chunhua Tower. Many guests like this kind of experienced woman."
Chunhua Tower?
The person who kidnapped her was the boss behind Chunhua Tower?
Wen Wan was frightened.
The only contact she had with Chunhualou was when she was angry with Shen Yu a while ago, so she invited He Miao to a banquet at Chunhualou and asked a few young waiters to serve tea and water. She experienced the feeling of being served by a handsome man.
Could it be that on that day, she was seen by the boss behind Chunhua Tower, and the boss became interested in her, so he sent people to kidnap her?
Wen Wan: “…”
This idea is very bold, and not everyone would dare to guess in this direction.
She's not so beautiful that people would want to kidnap her just by looking at her, right?
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