A Lady's Tranquility 2

Ch 225

A ladle of cold water was splashed on his face, and Jiang Xuening finally woke up slowly.

There is still a faint choking taste in the throat and nasal cavity.

She coughed a few times in discomfort, and when she wanted to cover her mouth with her hands, she found that both of her hands were tied behind her back, tied to a column with a diameter of one foot. The hemp rope was a bit rough, and it was tied too tightly, and it had worn away the skin between her wrists, leaving several deep and shallow red marks.

Drops of water fell from her thick eyelashes, blocking her view.

She blinked vigorously, and her eyes slowly changed from blurry to clear.

A somewhat shabby room, with wooden windows and wooden floors, the doorway is dark and full of people, but there is a raised table in front of it, a tea table, and a white-haired old man in a blue-gray priestly robe sits next to him and spreads a brocade mat sitting on the chair, looking her up and down.

Seeing that she had woken up, a young Taoist boy next to him threw the ladle back into the bucket, and retreated to stand beside the old man with his head bowed.

Jiang Xuening finally remembered.

Several days had passed since she was caught, when a group of masked men suddenly rushed out of the forest at such a high speed that she had no time to shout, and someone covered her mouth and nose with a kerchief soaked in choking potion from behind , Passed out in no time. She woke up several times on the way, all in the carriage, because these people woke her up and asked her to eat something. But the supervision is very strict, and she will be fascinated again just after eating.

The whole person was groggy.

When she woke up, she shook her head as if she was shaking it.

It's just that when she saw this old man, she suddenly became sober-

Not only because she had never seen the old man.

What's more, he woke up not in a carriage, but in a room, and tied himself to a log post, presumably to interrogate her?

Although the old man also wore Taoist robes, he was different from Xie Ju'an.

Xie Juan's Taoist robes are commonly worn by literati and hermits in the secular world. Although they are improved from the shape of Taoist priests' robes in Taoist temples, they have never been embroidered with either Taiji or Bagua. This old man was wearing a gown with gossip patterns on the bottom of the sleeves, and his hair was **** in a bun on the top. He was tall and thin, with high cheekbones on both sides of his cheeks, slightly sunken eye sockets, but his eyes were clean and restrained. There is a faint aura of crookedness, coupled with that gray beard, it is indeed a bit of an outsider, a true immortal.

He has long nails on his little finger.

Although he is old and thin, there are not too many wrinkles on his face, as if he has a good face.

A young woman with a slender figure, who looked only twenty-eight years old, was wearing a pomegranate red gauze dress, whether it was on purpose or something, the clothes were slightly messy, her chest was open, revealing her entire neck and one fragrant shoulder, He just knelt down obediently at the old man's feet and beat his legs lightly.

The old man's hand slipped down her neck.

Sticking to her delicate skin, he gently placed it on the back of her neck, and then switched to the back of her hand, actually using this young girl as a stove!

Jiang Xuening's eyelids twitched.

But the old man's eyes stopped on her, carefully scrutinizing her subtle expressions, seeing that although she was woken up by the cold water from the drug, she only looked around and didn't panic, and couldn't help saying: "Little girl She is very calm, and she deserves to be favored by him."