Wanjin Lady

Chapter 461 Identity
The corpse in front of him had weathered into white bones, half leaning against the wall, the rotten cotton robe stuck to the skeleton like faded cicada wings, the right arm was broken at the shoulder blade, the broken bone was uneven, obviously cut by a sharp blade.

There were several fine chisel marks between the ribs, the finger bones were completely broken, and the patella was perforated, which showed that he was tortured by iron hooks and nails.

Even though the corpse in front of her had turned into bones, Wen Wan still realized that this person had suffered various tortures in his life.

even--

In the dark and cramped basement, with gusts of cold wind, she felt a chill on her back, as if she could see the unyielding and forbearing soul of this person.

Wen Wan's throat suddenly tightened.

She squatted down, her skirt sweeping across the white salt frost condensed on the ground.

She saw the jade belt buckle around the corpse's waist.

That was a standard that only officials of a certain rank in the Great Chen Dynasty could use.

This person... is an official of the Great Chen Dynasty!

Wen Wan's heart was beating like a drum. She just took a deep look at the skeleton, and somehow, a feeling of compassion arose in her heart.

There were footsteps heard above her head. It must be Azhou coming back from measuring. Wen Wan turned around and left without hesitation.

After leaving the thatched hut, Wen Wan felt heavy-hearted. She looked back at the dilapidated roof and asked Azhou beside her, "When did the boss arrive on this island?"

Azhou treated her like one of his own. Originally a Bingzhou fisherman, he had joined Mo Sufang out of despair, so he was quite honest. Furthermore, since Wen Wan had acquired the badge, she would become the boss's trusted confidant, with a promising future ahead of her. Azhou was completely open with Wen Wan, "I heard from the elders on the island... the earliest one followed the boss more than a decade ago."

"I see you are very loyal to the boss."

"Life is getting tough. The boss gave us food to eat and a place to live. He is our benefactor!"

Wen Wan frowned, "Although the court has a maritime ban policy, we still live by the mountains and the water. The court also allows fishermen to fish near the coast. How can we not make a living?"

Ah Zhou laughed at her, "Sir, you've never had a hard life! The court charges 10% tax, the local government adds 10%, and in our county, we add another 10%. Today there's the land tax, tomorrow there's the head tax, and the day after tomorrow there's the corvée. To enter the city, you have to pay a city tax to the gatekeeper. To sell your home-caught fish, you have to pay a landing fee just by placing the bamboo basket in it. The seafood smells fishy, ​​and if the basket leaks, you have to pay a sewage fee. Then there's the gate tax to cross the bridge. Just entering the city is like peeling a layer of skin off your skin."

"The gentleman said that fishing boats are family heirlooms, treasures. If a strong young man were to join another family's fishing boat, he could help them fish and sell the seafood to exchange for food. But I'm too dull to act clever or curry favor with the boat bosses in our village, so I'll never get on a boat in my lifetime."

"I'm going to die anyway, so I might as well go out to sea and follow the boss!"

"Live one day at a time! If the imperial army comes to hunt us down, I'll rush to the front and take the blame for the boss."

Wen Wan was suddenly speechless.

She asked why not eat meat porridge.

She felt guilty about her shallowness.

Wen Wan said insincerely, "Yes, the boss gave us a piece of pure land. We should all repay her well."

Time flies. Wen Wan has been on the island for a month, and the New Year is coming in the blink of an eye.

This year...I had a very unpleasant New Year.

The ship returned, and Mr. Dong brought her the books and study supplies she needed, as well as Spring Festival couplets, window decorations, red silk and other items. Every household on the island had the word "Fu" pasted on their doors. Wen Wan thought of the scene of the Wen family making dumplings at the end of last year, and finally couldn't help missing home, Zhaozhao, Hun'er, and her child's father.

Counting the time, she has been away from Bozhou for more than two months.

Zhaozhao and Hun'er should be able to walk now.

Wen Wan even thought about fighting with Mo Sufang to the death, which would be better than getting deeper and deeper into the purchasing agent industry.

Agui's husband was away on a mission, so he came to spend the New Year with her. He seemed to notice she was feeling down, so he made her a bowl of noodles. The island was short on supplies, and there was an egg nestled beneath the noodles. Agui smiled shyly, "Mr. Wen, are you homesick?"

Knowing that Wen Wan had two children, she advised her: "The eldest lady is a good person. Please talk to her and ask her to bring your two children to the island as well."

Wen Wan dared not. She didn't even know if what Mo Sufang said about her adoptive father and Wen Jing being sent away was true or false. What if the Empress went mad and started by targeting the Wen family?
Although the island was full of desperate criminals, most of them had families with them. Wen Wan felt even more uncomfortable when she saw the couples with happy families. The bowl of steaming hot noodles tasted like chewing wax.

It is said that people miss their loved ones more during the festive season.

She wanted to make a figurine.

At this moment, I miss you so much.

If she had known earlier, she would have admitted her mistake to him. The figurine was easy to coax, and a few soft words could easily control him. Regarding the matter in Bozhou, she was always busy getting angry with him, and the two of them had no chance to have a frank talk.

If she died on this deserted island...

The figure is just like the male protagonist in those abusive novels, who misses her while having many children and grandchildren!
Bai Yueguang is such a pity for doing this!

Blood loss!
Wenwan turned her grief and anger into appetite, and vented her anger by frantically slurping the noodles in the bowl. Her cheeks were stuffed to the point of bulging. When she looked up...

A glare——

and many more.

Why does the beggar standing in the woods in front of me look familiar?

Wen Wan blinked, and when she saw the man clearly, her tears flowed uncontrollably into the noodle soup. The soup choked her lungs and made her cough violently.

Agui came over and looked at her worriedly. Wenwan glanced at him quickly out of the corner of her eye, but the man was gone.

She even thought it was an illusion!

Wen Wan's heart was pounding like thunder. She stopped Agui who was walking towards the window and said, "Agui, I'm not full. I just saw Aunt Li's family making pancakes. Go buy two with a few coins and we can eat them with chili sauce later."

When Agui saw Wen Wan was willing to eat, he happily said "yes" and hurried to Aunt Li's house with a lantern.

Aunt Li's house is close to the shore, and it takes half an hour to go there and back.

Wen Wan followed Agui and stood at the door and window to make sure she was far away. Then she turned around and threw herself into a hot chest.

The man hugged her tightly, holding her tightly with a pair of hands as hot as iron.

She tilted her head back, and then she was covered in kisses.

Wen Wan was kissed so hard that she couldn't breathe. Her feet were in a mess and her body was shaking. She was almost pulled by him into the secret space behind the screen.

--boom.

The man's back slammed hard against the wall.

Wen Wan was taken into that man's arms.

She cried out in surprise, her teeth pried open, and a chill ran down her chest. The rough fingertips dug into her clothes, causing her to shudder. Another hand landed on her neck, lightly brushing the scar where he'd bit her.

Wen Wan felt like the bowl of hot and fragrant egg noodles that was being torn apart and swallowed by this man.

As soon as she lost consciousness, the enemy had already conquered the city and taken the territory. The outer coat on her body had been taken off her. Seeing that they were about to fight for three hundred rounds on the deserted island, Wen Wan's remaining rationality returned and she shouted hoarsely: "Wei Zheng!"

"Wake up!"

"Don't be seduced by my beauty!"

A low laugh.

The hand that was wandering inside the small clothes suddenly stopped.

Wei Zheng woke up.