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

Chapter 170 Deliberately Scaring Her
The thought had barely formed when the tent flap was roughly pulled up by the wolf owl, and a stench of blood wafted out.

Song Yi was somewhat surprised and stared at him with wide eyes.

Several maids followed behind him, some carrying water and others medicine, clearly indicating that he was injured.

Wolf Owl clutched his muscular arm, glaring menacingly at Song Yi, and gritted his teeth as he said:

"Your generals from the Central Plains are truly outstanding."

Song Yi's brow twitched slightly.

Who is he talking about? Could it be Xie Ling?
Before dawn, Wolf Owl rode his troops to meet the enemy. Unexpectedly, the general on the other side was exceptionally cunning. In order to save a soldier who had rushed forward recklessly, Wolf Owl had no choice but to get a little closer. Immediately afterward, an arrow was shot at him. At the last second, he dodged it, but his arm was grazed by the arrow.

He took off his shirt, revealing his muscular body, frowned as he looked at the bleeding wound, and cursed something in a language that Song Yi couldn't understand.

Song Yi just watched coldly.

Wolf Owl glanced at her and suddenly said jokingly, "Come here and bandage me."

Song Yi remained unmoved.

Seeing this, several maids nearby couldn't help but step forward and try to shove her.

He raised his hand to stop him, saying directly, "Song Yi, if you don't come over, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Song Yi clenched her fist, walked over, half-squatted in front of him, and said with a stern face, "Give the medicine."

The maid said, "Clean the wound first."

Song Yi had no choice but to pick up a clean handkerchief, wet it, and carefully wipe away the bloodstains from Lang Xiao. Then she sprinkled on some medicinal powder, wrapped a white cloth around his neck, and deliberately tightened it, causing Lang Xiao to tense his muscles in pain.

Then, he chuckled and said deliberately, "Such a small trick, it's nothing."

Song Yi ignored him, wrapped the white cloth properly, tied a knot, stood up immediately, and said coldly, "That's it."

He looked down at the neat knot on his shoulder, raised an eyebrow in surprise, and asked, "Did you often bandage people's wounds before?"

Song Yi shook his head: "It's just tying a knot."

He was somewhat pleased, stretched his limbs, and said, "Fortunately, it's just a minor injury, it won't delay anything else. Come on, come out with me."

Song Yi looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What do you want to do?"

You must have never seen a grassland before.

"No."

Wolf Owl smiled and said, "Let's go."

Helpless, Song Yi had no choice but to follow him out.

The dress she wore was exceptionally beautiful, seemingly different from those worn by the maids. The silver bells adorning the hem rang particularly melodiously. As she walked along, many people stopped to look at her, their gazes scrutinizing her from head to toe.

He led Song Yi to a large area specifically used for raising cattle and sheep, enclosed by a fence, where countless prey were kept.

“A few days ago, your people came and launched a night raid, almost burning all of this prey.”

Song Yi pretended to be completely unaware and looked at him blankly.

The person next to him handed him a bow and arrows.

Their bows were unusually large, and the arrows were slightly different. Song Yi squinted and observed for a while, then saw Wolf Owl easily draw the bow in front of her, nock an arrow, and ask directly, "Which one do you want to shoot?"

Song Yi originally didn't want to pay attention to him, but then she thought that if she wanted to gain his trust, she couldn't ignore him all the time, so she immediately pointed at him.

"I want the furthest one."

"Ah"

Song Yi was provoking him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his arm, and with a sharp whooshing sound, shot the farthest sheep. Immediately afterward, the prey were all startled by the sound and scattered and fled, but they could not escape this penned-up area.

After he hit the target, someone immediately ran over and moved the sheep over.

He looked down at Song Yi and asked, "How is it?"

Song Yi thought for a moment, then suddenly became concerned about the injury on his arm. "How is your injury? You were exerting yourself just now, be careful the wound doesn't reopen."

After saying that, she went around to the other side of Wolf Owl, raised her hand, frowned and gently pressed his wound, saying, "It seems there is no bleeding."

Her fingers were slender and fair, clearly showing signs of being carefully cared for.

Wolf Owl was caught off guard by her sudden concern, but then he noticed something and grabbed her wrist tightly, saying coldly, "If you really are a palace maid, why are there no signs of work on your hands?"

Song Yi tried to pull her hand back, but his hand was like an iron clamp.

"Because my hands are something I was born with, is that not allowed? Do you think everyone's hands are as rough as yours?"

Wolf Owl released her, stared at her thoughtfully for a long time, and said, "My hand is like this because of years of archery."

"I don't shoot arrows."

she whispered.

He looked down at the dead sheep and deliberately asked, "How's my archery? Isn't it much better than the emperor's?"

"I don't know, I'm just a palace maid."

She repeated the same thing.

Wolf Owl was so angry he almost laughed. He kicked the sheep with his boot and asked, "So how do you want to eat it? Roast it?"

Song Yi had noticed yesterday that Lang Xiao's attitude towards her was unusual. Perhaps he found her interesting, or perhaps he thought she was a woman. In any case, he didn't seem to be willing to lock himself up in jail so easily.

"No, I can't chew that. I want to drink the soup."

He suddenly laughed.

Indeed, people from the Central Plains like her usually eat refined rice and flour, so she would probably get tired of chewing such dry meat.

"Do as she says."

Song Yi pursed her lips and hesitantly asked, "Wolf Owl, may I call you that?"

She now has to gain Wolf Owl's favor or trust as soon as possible, anything is fine, she can't continue to be so passive.

Wolf Owl paused.

"You've got some nerve, everyone calls me Young Master."

"I am not your maid."

Wolf Owl snorted softly. He had to admit that he thought his name sounded alright coming from Song Yi's mouth, so he reluctantly said, "You can call me that in private, but in front of others, you must be respectful to me."

"Understood, Wolf Owl."

She said it on purpose.

Song Yi was inexplicably taken out by him just to watch him shoot arrows.

When we got back, a large bowl of mutton soup was brought in. The mutton was sliced ​​and stewed until very tender.

Looking at the mutton soup in front of her, Song Yi couldn't help but point and ask, "Where's the bowl?"

Wolf Owl gave her a strange look. "What kind of bowl is this? You drink like this?"

Song Yi: "."

He clicked his tongue lightly and had someone bring in a bowl. Song Yi then poured the contents into the bowl and slowly began to drink.

"Those soldiers... do they get to eat every day?"

Song Yi couldn't help but ask.

"What do we need to eat for the enemy? Just give them a day's worth of dry rations to keep them alive. After all, we still need to torture them to see if we can get anything out of them."

Having said that, he looked at Song Yi and suddenly said:

"Otherwise, I'll send you there too, torture you, and see if you can tell us anything we don't know."

(End of this chapter)