Chapter 90 It’s so cold! The bells on my feet kept ringing.
At noon, Qiao Yin, who had hit his head and was dizzy, stumbled into the Dali Temple with disheveled hair.
The guard on duty at the Dali Temple was startled and rushed forward to support her. "Miss, are you going to report a crime?"
"I'm looking for my husband!" Qiao Yin grabbed the other person's sleeve to steady herself. "It's your Shaoqing. I'm looking for him! Hurry! Hurry!"
Jiang Keyu had just been released from prison and was preparing to pack up and go to the palace to report so as to completely resolve the case of the Minister of Revenue.
When he was leaving the house, he happened to see Qiao Yin arguing with the guard on duty, and he almost didn't recognize him.
It was Qiao Yin who recognized her first, "My dear!"
Jiang Keyu stopped in his tracks, "Qiaoyin? How did you become like this?"
He immediately had a bad feeling, "Where's your daughter?"
Qiao Yin fell to the ground, looking up with tears streaming down her face. "The young lady has been kidnapped. Please go and save her!"
"Kidnapped?" Jiang Keyu's heart instantly sank. "Where's Ah Qi?"
"Aqi went after that group of people, and now they are nowhere to be found!"
"Where did the accident happen?"
"Hong Conglin outside the capital!" Qiao Yin sobbed but spoke clearly, "The young lady was originally going to see Princess Liu'an off, but on the way back, she encountered thieves! Ah Qi and the others could have handled them, but who knew another group would appear!"
Jiang Keyu frowned, "Liu'an, take her to see a doctor."
As he strode out, he instructed, "Have Tang Yuan go to the palace on my behalf. I'll go to Hongcong Forest first. When Yan Zhi returns, have him bring his team with him."
"yes!"
"drive!"
Jiang Keyu rode the horse that was originally meant to take him to the palace, and turned around and hurried out of the city.
Liu'an stepped forward to help Qiaoyin up from the ground and comforted her, "It's okay, our young lady is blessed by fate, she will be fine."
*
On the other side, Xie Yuchao covered his bleeding arm and entered his temporary home.
Xiao Si was feeding Fu Bao by the water tank. Seeing him coming back, she was horrified, "Master, how did you get into this state?"
"Go, find Du Yuan for me." Xie Yuchao's clothes were disheveled, and his breathing was uneven. "Ask him to go to Jingzhao Prefecture and help me mobilize troops."
"Why?"
"I don't have time to explain to you, just go!"
Xiao Si stamped her feet anxiously, "But you're still injured. If I leave, you..."
"I can't die, hurry up!"
Xiao Si hesitated. "But, mobilizing people is different from rescuing people. Young Master Du is helping to mobilize the Jingzhao Prefecture's manpower, and he must be relying on the influence of Grand Secretary Du. He made such a big fuss, Grand Secretary Du will definitely find out. If Grand Secretary Du finds out, the head of the family will definitely be able to follow the clues and find us!"
"I don't care about that anymore!"
"But……"
"Do you want me to go there in person now?" Xie Yuchao could hardly hide his anger.
"I'll go, I'll go!" Xiao Si was so frightened that she was in a panic. "I'll go find Master Du right away!"
Xie Yuchao's face turned pale. He staggered into the house to find a clean cloth and bandaged himself hastily.
"Bang!"
The more he thought about it, the angrier and more anxious he became, and he punched the door.
*
In the Hongcong Forest outside Beijing, the traces of the fight were almost completely covered by the snow.
All that could be seen was an overturned carriage and the bodies of two criminals.
Jiang Keyu checked the carriage and found that all the valuables were still there. It was obvious that the thieves were not there for money.
Yanzhi took people to perform an autopsy and first briefly examined some details.
"Boss, although this thief's clothes are tattered, judging by the thickness of his skin and calluses on his hands, he doesn't look like a bandit."
Jiang Keyu picked up a knife that was left on the ground. It was new and didn't look like it was used often. It was indeed unlikely that it was a bandit.
They only took Ayuan away, who was very capable and was specifically targeting her.
"Has Madam Song offended anyone recently?" Yan Zhi asked bluntly. "Based on past experience, it's more likely she's seeking revenge."
Jiang Keyu looked carefully around but found no other clues.
A soft-hearted person like Ayuan can only be a little cruel to him, and she would never make enemies with others.
But this accident was obviously aimed at her.
The only person who has the guts to attack her, knows her whereabouts today, has the ability to arrange so many people to ambush her, and has the reason to go to so much trouble... After thinking about it, there is only that one person.
"Come with me."
Jiang Keyu mounted his horse again and rushed back to the city.
*
Song Baoyuan felt her head was heavy and groggy. When she opened her eyes, she saw unfamiliar bed curtains and an unfamiliar maid.
"Miss, you are awake, so get up and take a shower and change clothes."
Song Baoyuan struggled to get up from the bed and glanced at the four maids standing in front of her. She felt alert and asked, "Who are you? Where is this?"
"This is the master's private residence, specially prepared to welcome the young lady." The yellow-robed maid smiled and said, "We were also specially arranged by the master to take care of the young lady. The master has instructed that the young lady must be properly accommodated."
"Who is your master?"
"The master will come over tonight, and the girl will know when she sees him."
Song Baoyuan shook her head, trying to sober herself up, "I don't want to see him."
As soon as her feet touched the ground, she ran towards the door.
But she was alone, and there were four maids, who held her tightly so that she could not even touch the door.
"Young lady, you can't run away. If you run away, we're finished!" The yellow-clothed maid was the most forceful. "You'd better be good and let us help you bathe and change clothes!"
Song Baoyuan ran out stubbornly, struggling to break free from them, "Let me go! I don't want to take a shower or change clothes, I'm not dirty! Let me go!"
"Hold her down!"
Four maids came together, forcibly stripped off her clothes, and pushed her into the bathtub.
Song Baoyuan was splashing around inside, water splashing everywhere, and the four maids' clothes were also wet.
"After all, tonight is the first night that the young lady and her master will be together. We should take it seriously." The yellow-clothed maid gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "Young lady, if you cooperate a little, you can suffer less."
"Don't touch me!" "Ahem!"
Song Baoyuan choked on the water and her face turned red.
Her skin was fair, and these maids left deep fingerprints on her arms, shoulders and legs just by grabbing her, which showed how much brute force they used.
Not only does she have to bathe, but she also has to apply perfume, braid her hair, put on exquisite makeup, paint peony flowers, and change into a light blue gauze dress.
The dress was separate, the top covering the chest, not covering the collarbone or waist, just enough to hide the spring light. The skirt was long enough to cover the feet, but the sides were slit up to the thighs. When she walked, her legs were exposed.
"What else are you going to do?"
The maids squatted on both sides and put a bell on her ankle. Whenever Song Baoyuan moved, the bell would ring continuously.
Such voices made people more anxious, but Song Baoyuan knew she had to stay calm. She said calmly, "What do you want in exchange for letting me go? As long as you can tell me, I will definitely satisfy you."
"We know the girl is rich, but we dare not take her money."
She was almost dressed up, and the other three people except the maid in yellow were still holding her down, while the former brought a bowl of porridge to her.
"Girl, eat something first, otherwise you won't be able to hold on to the night."
"What do you mean by can't hold on?" Song Baoyuan was apprehensive. "What on earth are you trying to do? Why did you make me like this?"
The maidservant in yellow avoided answering, "The girl is so beautiful, no wonder the master can't forget her."
He praised her with his mouth and fed her porridge with his hands.
Song Baoyuan turned away, and the maid in yellow didn't force her to eat. She just sighed. When the porridge in her hands had completely cooled, she stopped feeding her. She cleared away the porridge bowls and everything else in the room, but laid out the carpet and brought in the charcoal basin.
As soon as the men's hands loosened, Song Baoyuan took the opportunity to run again. But they blocked the door and pushed her in. After pushing her down, while she was trying to get up, they worked together to close the door and lock it.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Song Baoyuan knocked on the door, but no one paid any attention.
She turned her head to think of other ways, such as smashing the window, but the window was sealed tightly. Apart from this, there was no other exit in the whole house.
Song Baoyuan sat on the floor in frustration, trying to pull off the annoying bell on her ankle. But no matter how hard she tried, it wouldn't budge. She searched the house but couldn't find any tools that would help.
The only thing she could be thankful for was that there was a charcoal fire in the house. Otherwise, she would have frozen to death in such thin clothes.
As the sky gradually darkened and the room became pitch black, Song Baoyuan's sense of uneasiness grew stronger and her sense of helplessness became more apparent.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a sudden light outside.
Song Baoyuan walked towards the door, and when she realized that a group of people were coming with lanterns, she stepped back in panic.
The sound of unlocking the door was rustling, but the sound of pushing the door was "deafening", which made Song Baoyuan's heart tremble.
The man standing in the front raised his hand holding the lantern to illuminate his own face. He looked polite and had an approachable smile.
"Madam Song, long time no see."
"Marquis Pingyuan?" Song Baoyuan was stunned.
The maids behind Pingyuan Hou entered the room one after another and lit the lamps in the room.
Song Baoyuan tried to walk out, but Pingyuan Hou stopped her with a hand. When his hand was only inches away from her exposed waist, she quickly moved away.
Still can't get out.
Pingyuan Hou looked her over, his brows full of satisfaction. "Tonight is still a long night, Madam Song, there is no need to rush."
"What do you want to do?"
"Of course it's to spend a night of joy with Madam Song."
Song Baoyuan tried several times to run out of the door that was finally opened, but was stopped by him every time.
The maids lit the lamps and left the room, closing the door behind them. Pingyuan Hou was left alone, slowly approaching Song Baoyuan.
"You, you..." Song Baoyuan was forced to retreat, "If you dare to touch me, you..."
Under the perfect lighting, she had a beautiful face, fair skin, and was barefoot, surrounded by the sound of bells. Every detail of her fascinated Pingyuan Hou.
Even though the other person's words were full of disgust, he still found them too touching.
He was in no hurry at all and enjoyed every moment of teasing the beauty.
"Why wouldn't I dare?" He said softly, "The princess has already left the capital. Besides her, who else would mind me touching you? Jiang Shaoqing? I know you two have already broken up. Or that ordinary scholar? If I promise him an official position, maybe he will take the initiative to send you to me. Just like your friend's husband."
Song Baoyuan felt a chill in her heart, and at the same time, there was a bed behind her, and she had nowhere to retreat.
So she picked up the pillow and threw it hard at the other side.
He was hit, but Pingyuan Hou was not angry at all. Instead, his smile became even wider. "Madam Song, do you know how much I missed you? As soon as the princess left, I came to find you immediately. I really don't want to wait a moment longer. Besides, do you know that every move you make now is like seduction?"
Song Baoyuan threw everything she could get her hands on at him: pillows, quilts, wooden boxes, fans... and then rushed to the door while he was distracted.
Pingyuan Hou was quick to see through her thoughts and quickly blocked the door. If she ran forward, she would run directly into his arms.
Song Baoyuan stopped and ran to the other side of the bed.
Because there was something over there that she could use as a weapon, and it was the most valuable thing in the whole house - a charcoal brazier.
"Don't come over here."
Pingyuan Hou was very patient. "Madam Song, why do you have to be like this? I definitely know how to make you enjoy yourself better than your unromantic Jiang Shaoqing and that clumsy and boring scholar."
“Beast!”
"It sounds so good." Pingyuan Hou closed his eyes, as if savoring the experience. "Madam Song's scolding is so beautiful."
Song Baoyuan had never seen such a person before. She felt powerless, as if her fist was hitting cotton.
She had retreated to the charcoal brazier.
The charcoal basin was not light and was very hot. Song Baoyuan was not sure if she could bear it or if she had enough strength to splash it on the other person.
But she had no other choice.
"Look behind you." she said suddenly.
Pingyuan Hou laughed dumbly, "Could it be that someone will suddenly appear behind me and save you from danger?"
He said this, but still looked back cooperatively, "Unfortunately, no..."
At this moment, Song Baoyuan squatted down, gathered all her strength to pick up the charcoal basin, and poured it forward.
"Bang!"
It was too heavy and too hot, and the charcoal basin slipped from her hand. Fortunately, the burnt carbon pieces inside were splashed out, causing Pingyuan Hou to cover his face with his sleeves and take two steps back.
Song Baoyuan ran to the door desperately, successfully broke it open, and breathed the air outside.
Not knowing the direction, she could only choose based on her feeling and ran towards the dark corridor.
"Catch her!"
Pingyuan Hou was a little annoyed that he had caught nothing.
The maids and servants nearby hurriedly chased after him.
It’s so cold and painful.
The wind and snow hit Song Baoyuan's face, and the cold invaded her frail body. She had no shoes, so she stepped on sharp stones and then walked through thick snow.
The bells on her feet kept ringing, constantly telling others her location, which made her feel desperate.
She had no idea where to run out of the house, and the people chasing her were getting closer and closer.
But she still couldn't stop, she couldn't wait to be insulted.
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