Returning after a three-year escape from death, the tyrant has turned evil.

Chapter 169 She really is a palace maid

After saying that, the two men behind Wolf Owl grabbed Song Yi's arms and led her out.

Back on the ground, Song Yi realized that it was already dark. The night sky above the grassland was always exceptionally vast, but Song Yi had no interest in appreciating such a beautiful view.

She was once again taken back to the tent where she had been during the day.

Wolf Owl sat casually on the low couch, his deep-set eyes particularly striking. Whenever he looked at someone, there was always a hint of subtle oppression in his gaze.

But Song Yi thought to himself that Jiang Lanye was much more terrifying than him at the beginning, so he felt no fear at all when facing Lang Xiao.

"You tried to escape during the day? Otherwise, why would Father have ordered you to be locked up?"

Song Yi chuckled, "No, but am I not a prisoner? Normally, prisoners should be locked up."

He nodded, neither confirming nor denying.

“Those soldiers are everyone’s prisoners, but you are not. You are my prisoner alone, so I decide how to deal with you.”

Song Yi shrugged indifferently.

Seeing that she wasn't afraid at all, he felt a little annoyed. He strode up to Song Yi and looked down at her.

"I'm a little curious, didn't any emperor in the Central Plains take a liking to you?"

"I come from a humble background, and I am no match for the ladies in the palace in terms of family background or appearance. Why would they take a fancy to me?"

Wolf Owl narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "The clothes you're wearing are really an eyesore. Go and change them."

After saying this, he called over a maid and prepared the clothes that Song Yi usually wore.

Song Yi glanced at it and said, "I'm not wearing it."

He suddenly laughed, "If you don't want to wear it, I have plenty of ways to make you wear it."

Song Yi frowned, pursed her lips, took the dress with a disgruntled expression, stared straight at him, and said, "Get out."

Wolf Owl wasn't annoyed. He turned around and walked out with his maid.

She wore a blue wool dress with an ochre-red belt at the waist, and tiny silver bells adorned the edges of the pleated skirt, making a crisp sound with her movements.

Song Yi knew that the reason she was made to wear such a dress was so that everyone could hear every step she took, thus preventing her from escaping.

She had just changed when Wolf Owl walked in, his eyes lingering on Song Yi as he sized her up.

Song Yi ignored him, found a place to sit down, rested her chin on her hand, and didn't say a word.

Immediately afterwards, two maids came in and placed a plate of meat and a pot of wine on the table.

Ashina Wolf Owl walked over, casually took a bite of meat, looked at Song Yi, and said in a deep voice, "Come here and pour me some wine."

Song Yi made no move.

He chuckled, "If you don't make a move, there are still so many of your soldiers locked up in the prison, I can easily kill one of them."

Song Yi's back stiffened, and she finally reacted. She turned her head and glared at him, then strode over, picked up a wine glass, and filled it completely.

As she moved, the sound of silver bells rang incessantly, making Wolf Owl laugh.

Song Yi wasn't hungry, so she just stood there watching him eat.

After finishing his meal, Wolf Owl glanced at Song Yi again and said, "You'll come out with me tomorrow."

".oh."

No sooner had he finished speaking than someone came in from outside.

The men had just bent down to enter when they saw Song Yi and froze for a moment. Then they began to communicate with Lang Xiao in a language she couldn't understand.

Wolf Owl's expression immediately became more serious. Although Song Yi couldn't understand their language, she could observe Wolf Owl's expression, and her intuition told her that it must be related to the upcoming battle. She knew that Jiang Lanye's tactics had worked, and the only obstacle now was the supply route. As long as this problem could be solved, defeating the Northern Qiang was only a matter of time.

Thinking of this, her blood suddenly boiled.

As long as she lives, she will eventually be able to wait for Jiang Lanye to come and save her.

The group was clearly wary of Song Yi, and after exchanging a few words, they glared at her.

Wolf Owl said impatiently, "Don't worry, she's from the Central Plains and doesn't understand our language."

Song Yi sat to the side, her mind in turmoil.

What exactly are they discussing? Have they come up with some new countermeasures?

After an unknown amount of time, they withdrew, and Wolf Owl stood in front of her, asking in a deep voice, "Do you know something, such as what your next move is?"

Song Yi found it funny.

"I've said this many times already. I'm just a palace maid. How could I possibly know these things? You're overestimating me."

Wolf Owl narrowed his eyes, it was unclear whether he believed it or not.

Having just said all that, he had no desire to stay here tonight and strode out.

Not long after he left, a maid brought in several scrolls of bamboo slips and placed them on the table, waiting for him to return and read them.

Song Yi huddled to one side and squinted at it.

She absolutely could not touch this. Not to mention whether she could understand the words inside, the maid deliberately bringing in the bamboo slips at this time seemed more like a test.

She took her clothes that she had changed out of, covered herself with them, and lay down on the low couch to sleep.

Anyway, she's practically in jail now; she can't escape, so she can only rest like this for the time being.

Perhaps she should try to gain Wolf Owl's trust, at least she can't stay locked in the tent like this forever. Unless she can dig a hole and crawl out, she will be trapped here forever.

When Ashina Wolf Owl entered, Song Yi was already fast asleep.

He really didn't expect Song Yi to be so carefree. An ordinary person would be extremely afraid when captured in this situation.

Her gaze fell on the bamboo slips on the table, which were arranged very neatly, and she didn't touch them at all.

She seemed to never care about these things.

"Really a palace maid?"

He muttered something to himself, then frowned in confusion.

The candle was still lit, and she covered herself with her clothes, curled up on the low couch, and closed her eyes without any defenses.

She looked exceptionally serene when she was asleep, her long eyelashes drooping, casting two shadows on her fair skin, trembling slightly with her breath, completely unlike the cold and sarcastic demeanor she had during the day.

She looked just like a bird forced to leave its nest, and the way she curled up to sleep revealed her unease.

This low couch was originally where Wolf Owl slept. He never complained about where he slept; the smaller the place, the more he liked to sleep. But now Song Yi had taken it over.

He hesitated for a long time before finally walking out, feeling dejected.

Not long after he left, Song Yi parted her lips slightly and murmured, "Jiang Lanye."

Early the next morning.

When Song Yi woke up, the tent was unusually quiet, with the faint sound of people talking coming from outside.

She felt dizzy and it was the first time she had ever slept on such a hard bed; her whole body ached.

This was the second day since she was captured, and she didn't know if Jiang Lanye had woken up yet.
(End of this chapter)