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Chapter 1 Escape from the Devil's Claw
The sky was covered tightly, only a few drops of rain fell occasionally, and the humidity for several days filled the entire mansion with a musty smell.

Jiang Youzhi was wearing a magenta wedding dress, kneeling on the ground, it was already autumn, and there was a coolness on the stone steps that were not completely dry.

Since she was carried into the south courtyard through the corner gate, she has knelt here for two full hours.

Xi Po on the side couldn't help muttering: "Girl, the auspicious time has already passed, why are you bothering?"

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the main hall opened, and a servant girl came in: "The eldest lady invites Aunt Jiang to come in to make a ceremony."

Xi Po replied happily, and helped the person on the ground to stand up.

Jiang Youzhi's legs were weak due to kneeling for a long time, and she was pulled up suddenly and almost fell down. She was able to stand firmly with the help of Xi Po's body.

Following the servant girl into the main hall, there was only one young woman sitting in the main seat, surrounded by pearls and emerald greens, domineering.

Mrs. Qu raised her eyes slightly, and her voice was a little arrogant: "It's really unlucky if you miss the time."

A man in black came in from behind the barrier. He had a gloomy face and sat on another seat: "Tea."

Jiang Youzhi's face was full of indifference, and she refused to kneel down. Seeing this, Xi Po hurriedly pressed her shoulders aggressively, making her kneel down.

Jiang Youzhi smiled mockingly, and glanced coldly at the man in the seat.

Su pray for peace.

These three words were like a nightmare to Jiang Youzhi.

When the minister of the court controlled the government, the cholera court was arrogant even in front of Emperor Wen of Zhou. This Su Qi'an was his second son, who was vicious and arrogant by nature.

She was originally the daughter of the prefect of Changjun, she returned to the mansion after finishing her retreat at Suming Mountain, and saw her father frowning.

It turned out that Lord Shangshu wanted her to divination for his eldest son to solve the problem. In order to save the lives of the 110 people in the family, she had to go against the sky and give him tips to solve the problem for him.

But three days later, the father, mother and three elder brothers were not only imperiled in the body, but were also falsely accused of abusing witchcraft and forbidden techniques to manipulate people's hearts, and were sentenced to exile in the frontier fortress.

She survived the disaster, but was taken captive to the Shangshu Mansion and forced to be such an aunt.

Only now did she understand why Su Qi'an, who came with her father that day, looked at her so unkindly.

Taking the tea from Xi Po's hand, she handed it to Su Qi'an with a cold voice: "Please eat my new tea."

Su Qi'an's face was much softer, but just when he was about to touch the teacup, Jiang Youzhi suddenly turned his hand and spilled a cup of hot tea on his hand.

Suddenly withdrew his hand, and Su Qi'an slapped him with a slap: "You don't know how to live or die!"

Jiang Youzhi's ears were buzzing from the beating, she bit her lower lip tightly, and there was a trace of resentment in her eyes, she refused to look up.

Su Qi'an put his hand on the hilt of the sword by his side, glanced at Xi Po who was accompanying him, and said in a sinister voice, "If you don't know how to train people like this, it's really useless."

As soon as the words were finished, the long sword was unsheathed, Xi Po's head fell off, and rolled straight to Jiang Youzhi's hand.

Seeing Xi Po's big eyes staring in astonishment before she died, she trembled with fright, her eyes were filled with tears and trembled slightly.

Rumor has it that Su Qi'an is keen on beauties, and even has a hobby of making lanterns from beauties' skins.

Frying living people, cooking people in a large cauldron, treating human life as worthless, she doesn't want such an ending!

A servant girl ran in and said to Su Qi'an, "Second Young Master, Master invites you to go."

Su Qi'an nodded, cast a suspicious glance at the young ginger branch on the ground, and left without looking back.

Mrs. Qu seems to be used to such scenes, and there is no disturbance in her eyes.

She looked at the person in front of her, wearing the most gentle low bun, but she was more than glamorous but not dignified, which was not a good thing.

There was some contempt in the voice: "It's just a plaything, in the south courtyard, you must always remember your identity."

After returning to the room, until the sky completely darkened, and Su Qian'an did not appear, a thought intensified in Jiang Youzhi's heart.

Can't wait any longer!
Opening the back window, she jumped down without hesitation, and then ran desperately.

When she came here today, she was careful, and she had already thought about the scene of fleeing countless times in her heart.

When she tiptoed out from the small door in the backyard, she fell straight to the ground because of her anxiety, and got up regardless of her bleeding palm.

There was a commotion in Shangshu's mansion, because a torch was lit, it was particularly obvious at night, and the footsteps of the guards were getting closer.

Jiang Youzhi hid in the grass, not daring to make a sound, the guard outside said coldly: "Second Young Master has an order to block the entire street."

She leaned out when there were no guards around, but just as she came out, she heard a guard shouting: "There is someone!"

She ran forward in a panic, and saw a carriage around the corner.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, she hastily pulled up the curtain of the carriage, and said in a flustered voice, "Help!"

In the carriage, Pei Xun's expression remained calm when he heard this delicate call for help, followed by the beating sound of "dong dong dong", a little anxious.

Jiang Youzhi could only open the curtain, she looked at the man sitting inside, her voice trembling with pleading: "Master."

But Pei Xun didn't show any emotion in his eyes, he just glanced at her.

The sound of searching behind is getting closer——

"Can't let go of a corner!"

Just at this time, the house slaves with big and small bags also came back.

Jiang Youzhi's eyes were filled with tears, and a helpless plea overflowed from his lips: "Master..."

In the next second, she only felt her body lighten, and she was pulled into the carriage, and the guards just whizzed by.

Jiang Youzhi curled up in the carriage, and just breathed a sigh of relief, when a guard said to the carriageway: "I have seen Mr. Pei, someone was lost in the house, Mr. Su ordered us to search, I wonder if you have seen a woman."

As soon as the servant saw his lord pulling people into the carriage with his own eyes, he understood the intention: "Our lord is Su Shangshu's distinguished guest today. According to your intention, you want to search our carriage?"

The guard said helplessly: "The master has given his life, and I hope you will forgive me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to lift the curtain, Pei Xun glanced at the weak girl in red, who was looking at him with red eyes at the corners, full of pleading.

He suddenly grabbed the closed painting fan and slammed forward. The painting fan hit the hand that was about to open the curtain heavily, and then fell to the ground.

The guard retreated in pain, and the leader knew that the one inside was angry.

Although I saw a suspicious figure here just now, I never dared to offend these dignitaries, so I could only let go and said: "It's a small offense, please forgive me, Mr. Pei."

Pei Xun's voice was solemn: "It's okay, we should go home too."

When the carriage drove away smoothly, Jiang Youzhi looked at the increasingly calm night through the window, and then exhaled slightly.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man just now. He was holding a book at the moment.

Moving lightly, she picked up the painting fan that had just fallen to the ground, and handed it to him tremblingly: "Thank you, my lord, for saving me."

Pei Xun raised his eyes, took the painting fan, and said in a gentle voice, "It's okay, it's easy to do."

Jiang Youzhi looked at him with an extraordinary bearing, he might be from the clan of the poets and writers in Kyoto, so he had a small calculation in his heart.

With my own strength, I was basically throwing an egg at the Shangshu Mansion. Instead of overthinking my own strength, it is better to find a backer, and then avenge the wrong for the family.

She stretched out her hand and carefully grabbed the man's sleeve, her eyes moved, and her voice was weak: "My lord, I was forced to escape before I became a gift. I beg you to take the little girl in for a few days."

There was no emotion on Pei Xun's face, he glanced at her, and then fixed his eyes on the hand holding his sleeve.

Jiang Youzhi hurriedly let go in panic, like a wounded deer, and said with emotion: "I can't escape Su Qi'an in the capital, son, please..."

Pei Xun met her tearful eyes with a calm demeanor and didn't say anything.

When she got to the place, Jiang Youzhi followed Pei Xun out of the carriage, she looked at Pei's mansion in front of her, a cunning flashed in her eyes.

Then his foot slipped, and he pretended to faint in his arms.

Pei Xun caught it steadily, and unconsciously caressed her waist with the palm of his hand. The girl leaned in his arms and was extremely charming.

He just frowned slightly, and then pushed to the side with just enough force, and Jiang Youzhi fell into the hands of the maid who came to greet her just now.

The usual solemn voice came: "Place people in the house temporarily."

(End of this chapter)