Her slightly opened eyes beheld an utterly unbelievable scene!
She was not in the palace!
Instead, she was in a dilapidated temple.
The temple was riddled with drafts, and the surroundings were filthy.
A pungent, rotten smell of decaying grass wafted before her nose.
The messy surroundings, coupled with the acrid odor, made her body tremble violently.
How did she end up here?
For a moment, she couldn't quite recall, not remembering at all how she got there. Whenever she tried to think, a splitting headache would ensue.
She stood up, wanting to leave the ruined temple quickly.
However, the instant she stood up.
A gust of wind blew in from the temple's entrance.
The wind fell upon her, and a wave of coldness washed over her, chilling her into a violent shiver. Shaking herself several times, she realized something was amiss. Looking down, she found her clothes had vanished!
She was completely naked.
Before she could even process what was happening.
She frantically scanned her surroundings. Her clothes were nowhere to be seen!
She absolutely could not leave the temple in this state!
Amidst her panic, she heard the sound of approaching footsteps. She immediately ran behind the dilapidated Buddha statue, hiding herself.
It was at that moment that she remembered what had happened last night. After the Regent rescued her, he had ordered her to be escorted back to the palace. But halfway there, the carriage suddenly jolted violently, and she fell out. Severely injured from her previous torture and with the carriage overturning, she had fainted.
She had remained unconscious ever since.
Until she woke up just now.
If she had been rescued, why were all her clothes stripped off? She looked down at her wounds. If they had been treated, it would have been understandable. But her wounds showed no signs of treatment.
In fact, some of them appeared to be red and festering.
"Damn it!" she cursed under her breath, filled with extreme anger.
Who was it that had harmed her so profoundly!
With such insidious and underhanded tactics, did they think that by stripping her naked, they could leave her helpless?
The people at the entrance paused for a moment, glancing disdainfully into the temple. "It's too ruined, too smelly. Let's not go in. Let's find an inn."
"An inn? No, if anyone finds out, my man will definitely beat me to death."
"Then... how about the small grove? There's a small grove ahead, hehe, it's even better in the woods."
"Brother Li, you're too wicked! Alright, the small grove it is."
Listening to the conversation at the entrance, Jiang Luoxi's face darkened.
Someone intended to engage in illicit activities in the ruined temple!
She immediately suppressed her disgust and, stepping over the rotten mud and grass, walked towards the entrance.
It was already completely daylight outside.
She brought her hand to her lips, about to blow when she suddenly noticed several scattered pieces of paper on the ground.
The papers bore drawings.
Upon closer inspection.
Jiang Luoxi's face turned completely black. These drawings were obscene!
The drawings depicted a woman with several men.
The scenes were suggestive.
Suddenly, she froze. She bent down, picked up a drawing, and stared intently at the woman in the picture.
The artist's skill was exceptional, clearly depicting the woman's features, especially her wounds and birthmarks, her eyes and brows. She looked almost identical to herself!
She looked down at the wound on her abdomen, then at the wound on the woman's abdomen in the drawing.
Instantly, her eyes widened in horror!
These drawings... these drawings were of her?!
So, was this a scene that had actually happened last night? Or was it merely a picture of someone's imagination? Since she was alone when she woke up, she couldn't be sure of the situation. She bit her lip and looked around.
No one was there.
If the drawings were real, then she...
She immediately looked down at her legs.
Her vision swam uncontrollably.
Whether it was due to dizziness or the pain from her wounds all over her body, she had a lot of blood on her. She couldn't tell if she had been violated.
"Who... who would do this to me!"
...
The General's Mansion.
While Yun Shu was having breakfast, Jing Heng returned.
Initially, Yun Shu did not look at Jing Heng.
It was A'Cha's soft inquiry that caught her attention.
"Jing Heng, why is your face red? Do you have a cold?" A'Cha's voice was laced with concern. She had never seen Jing Heng blush so much, nor had she seen him fall ill often.
Yun Shu looked at Jing Heng. This was the first time she had seen him so flushed. "What's wrong?"
"Uh, Master, look at this." Jing Heng held a scroll of drawings. Even when holding a sword weighing dozens of pounds, his hands rarely trembled. But now, his hands were shaking.
It felt as if this piece of paper in his hand was heavier than a sword weighing dozens of pounds.
It was like a hot potato.
Yun Shu looked at the drawing Jing Heng had tossed in front of her and raised an eyebrow, about to pick it up.
Jing Heng immediately said to Little Jing and the other two, "I'll take you guys out to play."
Yun Xiao Jing had already tilted his head curiously to look, but upon hearing Jing Heng's words, he immediately asked with confusion, "What drawing can't we see?"
Why did he feel that Uncle Jing Heng was acting strange?
Zhan Xiao Li and Zhan Xiao Feng also became curious.
Jing Heng's face grew even redder, but his voice remained cool, "This is a drawing that children cannot see. You can only look at it when you grow up."
"You go out with Uncle Jing Heng and play first," Yun Shu said to the three children.
The little ones were most obedient to Yun Shu and immediately went out to play with Jing Heng.
They had already finished their breakfast.
They were planning to go out and play anyway.
After they had all left, Yun Shu unrolled the drawing.
As the drawing unfurled before her eyes, Yun Shu's lips twitched.
"Heavens!"
A'Cha and Yu Le, utterly embarrassed, immediately covered their eyes, not daring to look again.
They had never seen such a drawing before, it was simply...
Simply too much for their eyes!
They were unmarried young ladies, and looking at such things too much made their eyes hurt!
The moment Yun Shu saw the drawing, she guessed what they had been up to last night. As expected, one should not offend Elder Master Qin.
The woman in the drawing must be Jiang Luoxi.
This must have been drawn by an artist hired with a fortune.
Jiang Luoxi was depicted so vividly that anyone who had met Jiang Luoxi would undoubtedly recognize the woman in the drawing as Jiang Luoxi.
"What does Jing Heng mean by bringing such a drawing to Miss?" Yu Le's eyes darted elsewhere, not daring to look any further, fearing her face would only turn redder if she glanced again.
Yun Shu rolled the drawing back up and smiled, "Someone asked him to bring it."
She thought that Elder Master Qin would not go so far as to ruin Jiang Luoxi with several men. At most, he would draw such a picture to disgust Jiang Luoxi.
At this moment, Prime Minister Jiang should also be getting restless.
"Master, the Night King has arrived," Jing Heng's voice came from outside the door.