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Yue Jiaojiao only panicked for a mont before she cald down. She obediently held the broken porcelain piece in her palm and hid her hands in her sleeves, allowing Shang to tie the two of them together again with a rope.
“It’d be best if you two quiet down for a mont. After I’ve sent these officers away, we can have a good chat.”
Yue Jiaojiao nodded her head.
After doing all this, Shang pulled the knot tightly. After making sure that she couldn’t untie it, he dragged the two to the bed in the next room and covered them with a quilt.
When she heard the door being closed again, Yue Jiaojiao couldn’t help but let out a hiss again.
Li Xiangjun couldn’t see her expression and ask in a concerned tone, “Jiaojiao, are you hurt anywhere?”
“I’m fine,” she said.
The broken piece of porcelain that she had just held in her hand was deeply stuck in her palm. At this ti, her hand was sticky and her palm was so wet that she almost lost grip on the broken piece of porcelain.
“What’s that sound?”
“I’m cutting the cloth.” Yue Jiaojiao’s vision was turning black. The wounds on her wrist and palm had caused her to lose a lot of blood. In addition to the bone-chilling weather, she was feeling a little dizzy. “When those officers were shouting, I used the leg of a stool to crush a corner of the plate.”
“I’m strong, I’ll cut it.”
The two of them were tied together back to back. Li Xiangjun reached out her arm as she spoke. “Give
the broken porcelain pieces.”
Yue Jiaojiao didn’t try to force herself. Her hands were weak, and it wouldn’t do them any good if she forced herself.
Even though it was a backhand move, Li Xiangjun’s strength was still much greater than Yue Jiaojiao’s. For a mont, only the sound of the broken pieces of porcelain rubbing against the cloth could be heard in the room.
“Xiangjun, there’s movent at the window.”
Yue Jiaojiao, who had been keeping an eye out for Shang, reminded her to be quiet. Li Xiangjun imdiately stopped what she was doing and touched the cut on the rope. “Just a little bit more. Don’t move.”
As she spoke, she twisted her body with great effort. She held the two sides of the gap in the rope with both hands. She gritted her teeth and exerted force, so much so that her fingers were bruised.
Yue Jiaojiao felt the rope around her loosen.
“It’s done.”
There were familiar footsteps approaching.
“Zhao Zhan.”
Her voice was as soft as a mosquito’s buzz, but Zhao Zhan, who had sneaked into the room, heard it clearly. He followed the direction of the voice and quickly walked over, then lifted the quilt.
The mont he saw Yue Jiaojiao, a bone-chilling killing intent rose from the bottom of Zhao Zhan’s heart.
The hatred in his heart was burning, and his hands were uncontrollably shaking. He was so careful to not hurt her. He knelt on one knee by the bed and looked at Yue Jiaojiao. His hoarse voice was incredibly gentle.
“Let
take you back.”
Upon seeing Zhao Zhan, the grievance in Yue Jiaojiao’s heart, which had been cooped up all this while, was completely magnified. Tears fell like beads from a broken string.
She was a person who felt pain much more intensely than others.
Her wrists and palms were badly injured, and her throat was so itchy and painful from the smoke. She was exhausted from the inside out.
The mont Yue Jiaojiao opened her mouth, her voice turned into a sob. “Zhao Zhan, what took you so long?”
“I should’ve been here faster.” Zhao Zhan’s eyes had locked onto her this whole ti. Seeing that there were no wounds, he bent over and hugged her.
“Let’s go.”
“Wait a mont, Xiangjun is still here.”
Only then did Zhao Zhan notice her.
“Xiangjun, he’s at the door.”
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