Xia Houhui hugged her chest tightly and huddled in the corner, wishing to squeeze her body into the damp wall. Her scalp was scattered, her face was covered with dirt, and even the dark circles under her eyes were not visible. She was originally fair and fair. The slender, spotless fingers are now too dirty to look at. The lanko on the nails is still there, but it is covered by black mud. Even the gaps between the nails are filled with mud.
She shrunk her legs as much as possible and looked in horror at a big rat not far away that was snatching her food. The huge rat seemed to know her fear and devoured the rice grains on the ground leisurely and squeaked with satisfaction. He screamed and moved towards Xia Houhui step by step. He was so frightened that Xia Houhui's eyes became rounder and rounder, and the corners of his eyes might burst open at any time.
In one day and one night, Xia Houhui experienced the fear that she had experienced. Yesterday, she was first covered in blood from the fierce battle between the two sides, and then she fainted from fear by Wei Ba who was pretending to be a corpse. When she woke up, Already in the gloomy and terrifying dungeon. Everywhere is the groans of the injured, howls or cries of despair, or the irritating giggles or talking to oneself, and occasionally the sound of whips and curses, Like bursts of thunder, echoing in the dungeon from time to time.
For a long time, Xia Houhui thought that he was dead. This was the underworld. Those moans and howls were the screams of suffering ghosts, and those who shouted and cursed were the ghost soldiers from the underworld.
Xia Houhui didn't dare to close her eyes or take a bite of food all night long. At first, she was too scared to think about eating, then she couldn't bear to lose her dignity and was unwilling to pick it up from the ground to eat. Later, she was so hungry that her eyes were dim and she became determined. , when I wanted to pick up some food to eat, this mouse took away my life-giving ration.
It was the first time that she had seen a mouse at such a close distance since she was a child, and it was also the first time that she knew that human life was so insignificant, even inferior to a mouse.
She wanted to cry, but her tears had dried up unknowingly. She wanted to scream, but fear choked her throat. She couldn't shout "Help" except for a hoarse moan, and when those ferocious-looking jailers When they came to her, she saw cruelty and greed in their eyes, but no kindness or pity. She did not dare to beg for mercy, for fear that falling into the hands of these demons would make life worse than death.
She had lamented the fate of her family countless times, but she had never really thought about what would happen if the family declined. Now, without any preparation, she suddenly tasted this fear, and it was so real that she felt People tremble.
She was shaking all over, shaking uncontrollably. She didn't know how long she would have to worry about, or when she would become the next corpse to be dragged out.
A blowfly buzzed around and landed on the toe of her shoe. Her foot stepped on blood yesterday and became the fly's favorite. From time to time, a fly would land on it and suck the dried blood. At the beginning, she knew how to shake her feet to drive away the flies. Unfortunately, the flies flew up, circled twice, and then flew back. After a few times, her feet were so tired that she no longer had the strength to catch them. They had no choice but to close their eyes and wait for them to drink enough and leave.
Two flies were buzzing around her temples. One of them landed on her ear and crawled slowly. The slight itching made her very nauseous. She shook her head vigorously, and the flies flew up and continued to buzz. cried.
Xia Houhui sobbed silently, but did not dare to close her eyes. She saw an even more terrifying scene. The mouse had finished eating the leftovers on the ground and was still not satisfied. It actually walked to her feet and sniffed with its pointed nose.
, and scratched it with his pink paws, seeming to evaluate whether the shoe and the feet in the shoe could be eaten.
Xia Houhui looked at this scene in horror, trembling all over, but not daring to stretch her legs to drive the mouse away. She felt that her eyes went dark, and the whole world became dark, and fear was like a tide, flooding her again.
"Ah——" Xia Houhui covered his face with his hands, twitched uncontrollably, kicked and beat randomly. The mouse was frightened, squeaked, crawled across the dirty grass, and disappeared into the hole in the corner of the wall.
It took a long time for Xia Houhui to open his eyes and look nervously at everything around him.
The mouse was gone, but her eyes were still as dark. The dim oil lamp that originally brought her a glimmer of light could no longer be seen.
She turned her head and saw a tall figure, like a mountain, standing there quietly and motionless, as if it had been there since the beginning of heaven and earth.
Xia Houhui opened her eyes wide, and slowly discovered that the mountain had a terrifying face, a face that she didn't want not to see.
"Miss Xiahou, how are you doing?" Wei Ba saw that the fear in Xiahou Hui's eyes was getting stronger and stronger, and the originally beautiful face was almost distorted out of shape. He couldn't help but bared his teeth, smiled, and slapped him politely.
A greeting is like a neighbor coming to visit.
"Is it you?" Xia Houhui held his breath.
"It's me." Wei Ba nodded. The jailer shook the jingling key in his hand and opened the cell door. Wei Ba bent down and walked in. He squatted in front of Xia Houhui and looked at the broken pottery bowl on the ground.
Looking at the food remnants inside, he smiled and said, "It's quite clean."
"I didn't eat it." Xia Houhui shouted, burying his face between his arms, only showing his two eyes. "It was eaten by mice."
As if to verify her words, her stomach gurgled.
"How can you starve Miss Xiahou?" Wei Ba frowned and said to the jailer unhappily.
"General, it's not that we didn't give her food, it's that she was too squeamish, so she threw it on the ground and was eaten by mice." The jailer smiled flatteringly, and when he turned around to Xia Houhui, his face immediately changed to a ferocious one.
If I could have revealed Wei Ba's true face earlier, and if it wasn't for my uncle's stubbornness, then this hateful jailer would have smiled at me and shown this face to Wei Ba. Xia Houhui thought secretly, but he didn't dare
Any indication.
"Look, this is not good." Wei Ba picked up the broken pottery bowl, looked at it for a moment, and sighed: "You rich people, you just don't know that food is hard to come by. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is missing?"
It’s hard work.”
Xia Houhui said nothing, just stared at Wei Ba, fear made her teeth chatter, but she was unwilling to beg Wei Ba for mercy, even to shout.
Wei Ba was a little surprised. When he was standing outside the cell just now, Xia Houhui looked like he was about to collapse. Why did he calm down now?
"Miss Xiahou, have you never had such an experience before?"
Xia Houhui was silent.
"Do you know what will happen next?"
Xia Houhui remained silent, but the fear in his eyes grew stronger.
"I don't think you know it clearly. Let me tell you, you have two results." Wei Ba said lightly: "One, surrender and become my slave in the future, like Peng Xiaoyu, or reward it to someone else.
Being a slave is a slave anyway. Second, being a camp ji. Do you know a camp ji? Your father has led soldiers, so you must know who a camp ji is. By the way, can you sing or play a musical instrument? If so, you
You can be a camper with a higher status, but if not, then you can only serve others with your pretty face."
As Wei Ba spoke, he reached out and touched Xia Houhui's face, but he touched mud. He glanced at it and showed an expression of disgust. The ferocious jailer immediately smiled and gave the hem of his shirt, with Wei Ba on top.
After wiping it, he looked at Xia Houhui and said with a bad smile: "Which one are you going to choose? To be my slave alone or to be the slaves of many people?"
Xia Houhui shivered and buried his face deeper.
Wei Ba sighed, stood up, and walked out of the cell. He had just straightened up. Xia Houhui, who had not moved all the time, suddenly rushed over and hugged Wei Ba's legs. Wei Ba turned his head, wanting to tease her again.
Two sentences, but when he saw the tears flowing freely on her dirty face and trembling lips, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth. He waved his hand: "Take her out and let someone bathe and change her."
"Oh, okay." The jailer immediately put on a smile, waved his hand, called two strong women, helped Xia Houhui up, and sent him outside the dungeon. As he walked, he nagged in Xia Houhui's ear.
He said: "Girl, when I look at your face, I know that you are a blessed person, and you will definitely not stay here for long. Look, isn't this the savior who has just arrived? Wei Canjun is a good person, not just on the outside.
He is a rare talent. He joined the army in the prime minister's palace at a young age. He has made great achievements this time, and he may be promoted to a higher official. Follow him, even if you are a slave, you will be better than you are in an ordinary family.
It’s better to be a real wife…”
Listening to the jailer's nonsense, Xia Houhui gritted her teeth and kept crying. She originally wanted to maintain her last dignity and not bow to Wei Ba. Even if she died in prison or was bitten to death by that mouse, she would not bow to Wei Ba.
Wei Ba lowered his head, but the word "camp" completely destroyed her defense. As a general, she knew very well what "camp" was.
She could not face that kind of outcome, and the Xiahou family did not allow such a woman. She had no other choice but to surrender to Wei Ba and become his slave.
Is this my destiny? Either to be a chess piece at the mercy of others, or to be a slave and slave? I was born in the prestigious Xiahou family, and come from a famous family, how could I have such a tragic fate?
Xia Houhui, who was in tears, didn't understand. She could only cry. She was half-supported and half-dragged out of the dungeon by two strong women, all the way to the high platform in the inner city. Only when she saw the bright moon in the sky again did she realize,
He returned to the human world again.
Her gaze slowly fell from the moon in the sky. She saw the dark Nanshan Mountain in the distance, the city wall not far away, the star-like lights and swaying figures under the city wall. Her mind suddenly returned to clarity, and she was suddenly overwhelmed.
His face turned red with embarrassment at his weakness just now.
No, I am the daughter of the Xiahou family, I cannot be a slave girl!
She suddenly stopped and took advantage of the two strong women's stunned moment to break free from their arms and ran towards the city wall. She used all her strength to climb over the city wall and jumped down.
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