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

Chapter 193 Trust Her

"Whether it's her or not, we'll find out after she gets a beating. I don't believe she's that stubborn."

Wolf Owl's expression changed drastically. "You ordered her to be tortured?!"

Before the Khan could say anything more, Wolf Owl turned and walked out. He walked all the way to the vicinity of the dungeon and saw two soldiers looking at him blankly. Wolf Owl's face was grim. He asked:

"Did you do it?"

A soldier trembled and couldn't speak. Seeing his young master like this, he never expected it to be like this. Could it be that what the prisoner said was true?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wolf Owl kicked him aside and strode away.

Song Yi hung her head listlessly.

Actually, she was still scared. She had never been beaten before, especially with such a thick whip. Although it only hit her once, the place where she was hit felt like it was being gnawed by ants, and it hurt terribly.

If they really beat her to death, how much pain would she be in?
Just as I was thinking this, the door was suddenly pushed open forcefully.

Wolf Owl's pupils contracted as he saw her bound. He immediately stepped forward and untied the ropes binding her.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Song Yi looked up at him, surprised that he had returned so quickly.

Then things should take a turn for the better.

In a very short time, tears welled up in Song Yi's eyes. As the ropes were untied, she fell helplessly, only to be caught by Lang Xiao.

She threw herself into Wolf Owl's arms and burst into tears.

This was the first time Wolf Owl had seen Song Yi cry. He had been at a loss when his mother cried in front of him before, as he had never been good at comforting people.

Feeling the warm touch in his arms, Wolf Owl froze like a stone, completely at a loss for what to do.

"Wolf Owl, it wasn't me. It really wasn't me."

She clutched at Wolf Owl's clothes, her voice hoarse and aggrieved, crying pitifully.

Wolf Owl tentatively placed his hand on her shoulder and gently embraced her.

"Are you hurt? Did they whip you?"

"It hurts so much."

She choked up as she spoke.

Wolf Owl found it hard to describe his current feelings. Song Yi finally showed the behavior that a prisoner should have in front of him. This is how a prisoner should cry and beg for mercy, this is how aggrieved and afraid he should be, just like a sheep trembling after a wolf bares its fangs.

But when he actually saw it, he was unhappy. His heart felt heavy, like a rainy day, making him feel especially uncomfortable.

Is this what it means to feel sorry for someone?

"Don't be afraid, I'm back. I won't let anyone else hit you. I know you didn't do it."

Song Yi tilted her head back, her eyes glistening with tears, her nose red from crying. She nestled in his arms, looking at him, and murmured:
“You left your key on the low couch. You must have dropped it accidentally when you turned over. After you left, I couldn’t sleep, so I took a torch and went out for a walk. I never imagined that just then, your game-keeping area caught fire. I said, ‘I only took a small torch; how could it possibly burn everything down like that?’” Wolf Owl, hearing this, felt conflicted but comforted him gently, “My father is suspicious by nature, he’s been like that for years. Plus, you were a prisoner, so that’s why…”

“But he wants to force a confession out of me. If he uses severe torture on me, even if it’s white, I’m afraid I’ll have to turn it into black.”

After saying that, she hugged Wolf Owl tightly, pressing her cheek against his firm chest, and deliberately said, "It's a good thing you came back, it's a good thing you can protect me. I really thought I was going to be beaten to death."

No man dislikes this, especially Wolf Owl. When he saw Song Yi revealing her vulnerable side to him and begging for his protection, he felt not only heartache but also a sense of pride and a feeling of responsibility welled up within him.

He thought that he had to protect Song Yi.

"Alright, stop crying. I'll take you out and I'll go talk to Father."

"it is good."

He took Song Yi back to their tent and instructed a maid to bring in some ointment.

Wolf Owl went to see the Khan. The two stood together on the scorched ground, looking at the devastation. Wolf Owl said in a deep voice:
“This place is so big, it’s really not easy for a fire to develop like this. She took a small torch out, so could she have started it? She doesn’t have that kind of ability.”

The Khan was furious that his son, seemingly under a spell, was still speaking up for her. Just as he was about to rebuke him, Wolf Owl spoke again:

"Father, please believe me this once. It really wasn't her. I've spent time with her these past few days, and I can tell that she's innocent and cares about me a lot. She's just a palace maid who was captured by me and is now being falsely accused."

The Khan laughed in anger at his words, "Where do I see any concern for the soldiers locked up in prison? They are the enemy, the enemy, do you understand! You're showing favoritism to her just because she's a woman? I think you've completely lost your mind!"

Wolf Owl stubbornly said, "Anyway, it's not her. Father, Mother asked me before what kind of woman I like. If I said I like someone like her, Father, would you..."

"roll!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Khan, no longer wanting to hear his nonsense, said bluntly, "If you weren't my son, I'd want to break your legs right now. Get out of here, I'm annoyed just looking at you."

Wolf Owl looked dejected and turned to leave.

The Khan's face was grim; he was so angry that he was almost delirious.

He's fallen for a Han woman? If she were just a woman from the Central Plains, that would be one thing, but she was brought over by the enemy. People like that are destined to be apart. It's only because Wolf Owl is such a fool that he doesn't suspect her at all.

Wolf Owl returned to his tent and saw Song Yi had finished dressing. He looked slightly awkward for a moment, then went over and asked, "How is your injury?"

Song Yi shook her head. "I'm fine now. By the way, what did the Khan say?"

He sat down helplessly and said, "He still doubts you."

Song Yi bit her lower lip and said helplessly, "I really liked those lambs. I even marked one of them and named it the other day. It's dead now, isn't it?"

"Ah."

Wolf Owl is now worried. This year's winter has been exceptionally long, resulting in the loss of nearly a thousand cattle and sheep. In the upcoming battle, the enemy is not in a hurry at all and is gradually squeezing their activity area.

Now that their food reserves are gone, their huge advantage is gone. How long can they hold out against them?
He grabbed his hair in frustration.

(End of this chapter)