After entering the room, the two closed the door and looked at the wooden bed opposite them. They gestured to each other, then walked around the table and went to the bed in two separate ways.
The two exchanged a glance, then simultaneously raised their hands and pulled the bed curtains open from both sides.
Before the person on the left could even see who was on the bed, he immediately pressed his palm down on their head.
But I pressed nothing.
Startled, he immediately pulled back the curtain and stepped forward to grope around.
"Nobody's here!" When the other person pressed on the body, they only felt the soft, fluffy blanket.
The two exchanged a glance, their expressions suddenly changing, realizing something was wrong.
The next moment, something suddenly tightened around my neck.
The two were horrified and tried to reach out to pull him away.
But something wrapped around his hand and pulled it backward, binding it behind his back.
The two were dragged along and thrown to the ground, their eyes bulging and mouths crooked from being strangled.
Yun Zhiyi crouched down and asked softly, "Are you looking for me?"
Upon hearing the sound, the two men's eyes widened, their pupils darting around wildly, and they kept making "hoho" sounds.
Yun Zhiyi chuckled, "I can let go, but I can only choose one person. Whoever is willing to confess honestly, I will let go of them."
The two immediately began to struggle and writhe, as if vying for this opportunity.
Yun Zhiyi watched as the two turned around, knelt down, and begged for mercy. She then sat down at the table and slowly poured herself a glass of water.
After taking a sip of water, one of them was dragged to her feet.
The other person was terrified and was about to struggle again when he felt his neck loosen.
He was overjoyed and was about to shout it out.
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, as if something sharp was pressed against his throat.
He instinctively tried to back away, but a strange force pressed down on the back of his head, rendering him unable to move.
Instead, it caused the spikes to penetrate even deeper into his flesh.
He gasped, then tremblingly begged for mercy.
"Spare me, spare me, Miss Wen, spare me!"
"Speak, what do you want from me in the middle of the night?"
She recognized the two men as the thugs who had come with Xu Baofu to cause trouble during the day.
Xu Baofu should still be living in the outhouse, could these two be here to steal things on his orders?
The thug was so scared that his pants were wet, and he stood frozen, too afraid to move.
Fearing the sharp spikes would pierce his neck, he dared not try to evade responsibility and quickly confessed honestly.
However, after hearing his explanation, Yun Zhiyi was puzzled.
"The Marquis of Yukang's residence? The Third Young Master? You're not lying to me?"
The scoundrel was afraid that if she was dissatisfied, she would pierce him through, so he hurriedly said...
"No, no, absolutely not. The servant who sent me said that the Third Young Master and Miss Wen have a past relationship, and that she is now in jail because of you, so he sent me to arrest you. Well, it seems he wants you to change your story and confess."
Yun Zhiyi narrowed her eyes.
She did know the third young master of the Yukang Marquis's mansion.
This man is named Jia Shaoyang, a son of a concubine in the Earl's mansion. Due to premature birth, he has been weak and sickly since childhood and rarely leaves the mansion.
How did the other party get involved with Wen Wan?
She frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly pulled out a related memory from her distant past.
I remember that about half a month after Wen Wan returned to the mansion to meet her relatives, Madam Cen held a tea party for her.
The original intention was to first invite some young ladies and gentlemen from wealthy families to the banquet so that Wen Wan could get to know them in advance and make it easier for her to integrate into this circle as soon as possible.
However, Wen Wan was not a proper noblewoman who grew up in the Earl's mansion; she came from the countryside, so her reputation was inevitably not good.
An Yuanbo is only a second-class earl, so there's no need to give him too much face.
Therefore, those willing to attend the invitation were mostly families of similar rank and status.
Moreover, those sent as representatives were mostly illegitimate daughters and sons from the household.
Cen was so upset about this that she sulked for several days and then stopped inviting people over.
She remembered that Jia Shaoyang was among the people who came that time.
However, she was summoned by Madam Cen to help Wen Wan maintain order and deal with those noble ladies.
She didn't pay attention to the few young masters, and she was even more unaware of when Wen Wan had started a relationship with Jia Shaoyang.
Moreover, it seemed that the other party valued her quite a bit.
She couldn't help but sneer; it seemed Wen Wan's skills were even more advanced than she had imagined.
In such a short time, he quietly gained a following.
They could do whatever they wanted, but they chose to provoke her.
She curved her lips into a smile and withdrew the sharp edges.
But he pried open the thug's mouth and threw something into it.
The thing slid down into my throat as soon as it entered my mouth.
The thug was terrified and immediately opened his mouth as if to vomit.
"Don't waste your energy. The poison dissolves as soon as it enters your throat and has already seeped into your bloodstream. Without the antidote within two days, you will die with your intestines ruptured."
The thug's pupils contracted, his face turned ashen, and he hurriedly kowtowed again, begging for mercy.
Yun Zhiyi simply said, "As long as you do as I say, you will naturally not die."
Upon hearing this, the scoundrel was overjoyed and hurriedly replied, "Please give your orders, and I will do my best."
Yun Zhiyi smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
——
There is a small alley on West Street that is a notorious working-class red-light district.
The houses here are simple and scattered haphazardly.
Each house was essentially an independent brothel.
Inside lived many poor women and men who had nowhere else to go and could only survive by selling their bodies.
Some of them were trafficked by slave traders and forced to work as prostitutes to earn money.
Perhaps because the prices are cheap, the number of customers is large and diverse, resulting in a very high disease rate.
Therefore, ordinary people with some money would not come here to seek pleasure.
But today, a carriage that doesn't look particularly luxurious, but is not usually seen here, is parked at the entrance of the alley.
Many people were peeking out from the surrounding shops.
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