Chapter 465: Run? Why don’t you run?
A crisp snapping sound suddenly rang out! It wasn't the wooden strip that broke, but one of the nails holding it in place, finally unable to withstand the continuous, multi-directional brute force and forcibly pulled out of the rotten wooden frame! Immediately afterwards, the second and third nails also loosened!
"It's open! Hurry!" Xiaohong's voice trembled with ecstasy.
Working together, they finally pried open the wooden bar that symbolized the prison, leaving a gap big enough for someone to squeeze through!
Xiaohong moved the fastest. She grabbed the windowsill with both hands, pushed off the cold wall with her toes, and slid her thin body out of the narrow gap with extraordinary agility, landing lightly on the thick snow outside the window.
"Miss! Hurry!" Xiaohong lowered her voice and stretched out her hand eagerly towards the window. Her voice sounded vague and anxious in the wind and snow.
Qian Duoduo no longer hesitated and followed closely.
She took a deep breath and, imitating Xiaohong, leaned her upper body out of the window. The cold air instantly filled her lungs.
Xiaohong held her arms tightly outside. She twisted her body, ignoring the sound of her skirt being caught and torn by the rough wood. She pushed her feet away from the windowsill and finally fell into the soft snow, splashing a cloud of snow foam.
The women inside, one after another, some clever and some clumsy, with uncontrollable trembling and rapid breathing, came out from the "life gate" that was forcibly opened with hairpins and flesh and blood.
The cold air was like countless fine needles pricking their exposed skin, instantly waking them up, but also causing their teeth to chatter due to the cold.
Several figures gathered in the shadows outside the courtyard wall in a panic, and snowflakes fell silently on their thin clothes and messy hair.
The struggle to escape just now had exhausted their strength. Now standing in the endless darkness and snow, a new and greater sense of confusion and fear seized them.
A woman hugged herself, her voice trembling as she asked in a sobbing voice: "I came out... Yes I came out... But it's... It's so dark that you can't see your hand in front of you, and the snow is so heavy... Where should we... Where should we run?" Her voice seemed extremely weak in the empty snowy night and was soon swept away by the cold wind, leaving only endless despair spreading in everyone's heart.
They were like a few fledglings that had just escaped from their cage and were lost in a snowstorm, shivering and not knowing where to go home.
They are usually delicate women who are kept in seclusion and have never traveled far.
At this moment, they were in this vast snowy wilderness, surrounded by endless darkness and howling cold winds. They could not tell the directions at all, and had no idea where they were. Despair, like a cold vine, once again wrapped around their hearts.
"Follow this!" Qian Duoduo's voice trembled in the cold wind. She pointed to several sunken ruts on the snow that were almost covered by new snow but could still be barely identified. "These are the tracks of the carriage we left when we came here! If we follow them, we will definitely be able to return to the capital! As long as we enter the city, we will be safe!"
This faint hope was like a candle in the darkness, instantly igniting the extinguished light in the eyes of other women.
They supported each other and stumbled along the blurry track.
Their thin clothes were no match for the biting cold. The biting wind, carrying flakes of snow, cut their faces like knives and penetrated their collars. Every step they took sank into the soft snow, feeling heavy and soft, and each step exhausted their remaining strength.
After walking for only an incense stick of time, Qian Duoduo felt his body shaking like a leaf in the wind, and his teeth chattered uncontrollably.
The other women were in a worse situation. One of the younger ones finally couldn't hold on any longer. Her legs went limp and she collapsed in the snow with a plop. The cold snow instantly soaked through her thin skirt.
She hugged her knees, her voice filled with dying sobs: "No... I can't walk anymore... I'm so cold... I'm so hungry... Will I... freeze to death here... Wuuwu..."
The desperate cry spread like a plague, and the others also stopped. The suppressed sobs were particularly sad in the silent snowy night.
Qian Duoduo wrapped his arms tightly around himself, trying to lock in that little bit of pitiful body heat. His voice was broken by the cold and anxiety: "Hurry... hurry up! Sitting... will only make you freeze faster! Stand up and walk... walk... you can still... have some warmth! Sit down any longer... you... will really turn into... ice sculptures... in the snow!"
Xiaohong also hurried forward, and while supporting Qian Duoduo with all her strength, she shouted to the collapsed woman, "Miss, you are right! Get up quickly! You can't stop!" Several people endured the biting cold and legs that felt like they were filled with lead, pulling each other, sobbing, and stood up again, limping like injured little animals, leaving deeper and more desperate footprints in the snow.
At this moment, heavy, drunken footsteps and rude curses were heard behind me!
"Damn it! Great! You bitches! How dare you run away?!"
The sound, like thunder, exploded in their ears! The women were so frightened that they turned around and saw the two guards, two men, following their clear footprints, one deep and one shallow!
"Ah!" The women screamed shrilly, and fear instantly took away all their strength.
Qian Duoduo's heart almost jumped out of her throat. She grabbed Xiaohong's arm and screamed, "Run! Run!" The two of them used up their last bit of strength, dragging each other, and desperately ran forward in the snow, one step deep and one step shallow.
The scarred man had a sinister and fierce look in his eyes, and his drunkenness was fueled by his anger: "Damn it! You ungrateful thing! I had to wake up to pee, otherwise these little bitches would have taken advantage of me!" He spat, and the saliva fell on the snow, making a small hole.
The guy next to him burped heavily, his eyes hazy with drunkenness, but a lewd smile appeared on his face: "Scar... Scar brother, they... dare to run? Catch... catch them back, hehe... the two of us brothers... teach them a lesson... how about that?"
Scar Brother grinned, revealing his burnt teeth. "Alright! Consider it a little less money, and I'll personally 'train' you!"
Although the two men were staggering, they were strong men after all, and were filled with anger. Their speed was far superior to that of the cold, hungry and frightened women.
The scarred man caught up with the women who were lagging behind in just a few steps. Without saying a word, he slapped them hard with his big hand like a palm-leaf fan, making a sound of wind!
"Snap! Snap! Snap!"
The crisp and loud sound of the slap was particularly harsh in the snowy night!
"Run? Why don't you run? You stinky bitch! You slut who deserves to be punished!" Scar Brother cursed viciously. The beaten woman's cheeks instantly became red and swollen, and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth. She could only cover her face and let out suppressed sobs.
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