In the depths of winter, heavy snow fell for several days in a row, blanketing the mountains in a sea of white.

In the hut in the snowy field, a fire burned in the hearth. A young man lay on the ground with his eyes wide open and purple bruises all over his neck, blood staining his clothes fresh.

"Damn it, I haven't even gotten to enjoy myself yet how did he die?"

A bystander chuckled and said, "You better be careful! You've already killed three just outside the city."

"What are you afraid of? They're all going to the kiln anyway, a bunch of despicable people. Even if they all died, no one would speak up for them."

They were all commoners, doing the hardest jobs and receiving the lowest pay.

>I spend half the year on the road, escorting prisoners.

Sometimes you encounter people who are willing to pay for something, and you can make some money from them. But if you run into someone whose family is being raided or wiped out, you won't get a penny. You'll likely end up in some remote and desolate place.

The only fun to be had on the road is finding those criminals.

Then the lanky one kicked the dead body on the ground with a disgruntled foot after finishing his words, and said while holding onto his waist:

"What a goddamn buzzkill, I'm outta here."

The other two naturally knew what he was out doing, wriggling their buttocks and laughing.

"Can you still do it?"

"Shall I get you some medicine, or are you going to be scared witless by that?"

"Bah!"

The skinny guy spat at the two of them.

"I'm doing great."

"Who the hell talks like you two, a bunch of birds. Wait until I find another one, and let you see what I'm really capable of…"

He swaggered away, eliciting a burst of laughter. He then pulled back the curtain of his dormitory and walked out.

Outside the straw hut, the people who had been crouching in the wooden fence like livestock stared at him as he came out. They were suddenly frightened.

>Fewer people have more faces.

As the man approached, he looked us up and down like examining merchandise, even reaching out towards one of us with his hand.

That person immediately burst into tears and knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Sir, please spare me! I'm already married and have children..."

He kept getting thinner and taller, even grabbing onto his arm with his hand.

Startled and panicked, he grabbed the child by the side and shoved him forward.

"Master, I am old and frail. My son is not a virtuous man. Look, I remain pure and have never been with a man."

"Master, I'm better!"

That man cried out, dodging the man's hand and without hesitation pushed Yun Suyin out.

When that man heard this, his gaze fell upon Yun Suyin. Though he was thin and withered, one could still see a hint of elegance on his face. A greedy light flickered in his eyes.

When Yun Suyin was dragged out by her hair, she just stared silently at the person.

That person avoided his gaze.

It's not my fault.

I just want to survive, I just want to live...

Yunsùyīn watched as the man gradually calmed down, his eyes becoming resolute. She then glanced at the other people nearby who were lowering their heads with cold expressions.

There was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Just an hour ago, I saved these people.

Yún Sùyīn wasn't from this place. She was originally a special forces medic in the 09 military district, known for bringing people back from the brink of death even from their bones. However, during a mission, she was betrayed and ended up sinking to the bottom of the sea with a warship.

I originally thought I was dead, but when I opened my eyes, I found myself in an unknown dynasty. I was supposed to be a wealthy young lady, but Liang Huanzhu shoved me into the prison of exiled criminals.

As the slender man approached, tearing at her meager clothing, exposing her pale shoulders and neck, she suddenly reached up and grasped his shoulder.

He was taken aback for a moment, and as he lowered his head, he met Yun Su's gaze, which was as clear and tranquil as water.

Although everything still seemed dilapidated, those eyes were full of life.

His withered, cracked features were marred by a crimson stain. A blush rose on his cheeks, and his rippling eyes gazed at him timidly, sending shivers down his spine.

"Master, I'm afraid..."

Yun Suyin's voice was a little hoarse, but when it fell into his ears, it struck him deeply.

That lanky figure felt anger rising: "What are you afraid of?"

Yun Suyin's eyes were slightly red. "I, I'm a virgin... Sir, if you really want me, could you please, spare the onlookers?"

Tears welled up in her eyes, and.

"I am willing to serve you, my lord, I only beg for your protection. Please...please don't stay here...I'm afraid..."

When speaking, her voice was slightly husky with a hint of sweetness. She leaned lightly against the tall, slender man, trembling slightly as if she depended on him completely.

That thin and tall figure felt like his bones were all that was left.

He knew this person before him, Muyun Marquis Mansion's legitimate daughter, Yun Suyin. He had also been ordered to send her out of the capital. He had endured it all the way here.

>Who would have thought there was such a good voice?

Yun Suyin is no longer the young miss of Muen Hou Mansion. She is now an exile criminal.

Before, I only held back because of the past. But now that I think about it, since I was brought here, no one has ever questioned me.

Even if he played around, once he reached a place thousands of miles away from the capital, who would dare to trouble him?

Originally, Miss Yun was high and mighty, but now she personally served him. This was more exciting than being forced to serve.

The lanky figure suddenly hugged Yun Suyin and laughed heartily:

"Alright, I'll take you inside and let you have some fun."

Yun Suyin was lifted and walked toward the inside. After passing through the shed, the other two looked at the person he was holding with surprise. But in an instant, as if remembering something, they turned their heads away.

Miss Yun, now she's just like everyone else.

That lanky man was tricked by Yun Su Yin under the guise of harm, and he pleaded to go to a corner. He immediately placed the person on a pile of grass nearby and pounced on him directly.

"Little man, as long as you serve me well, I guarantee you'll have a safe and sound journey from now on."

"Thank you, sir/madam."

Yunsù's voice was soft and she smiled shyly, willingly climbing onto him. As she drew closer, she felt like a whetstone, her warm breath brushing against his throat, sending shivers down his spine.

The guard's scalp tingled, his hands trembling.

People always said Miss Yun was noble, but I didn't expect her to be even more wild than the girls in the kiln. This is simply too irritating...

"Ugh!!!"

He widened his eyes in shock, suffocating as his throat was clamped shut and his windpipe ruptured.

He felt a mad urge to push the person above him away as he flowed, but his waist was held tightly by the person below.

Yun Suyin quickly struck him several times, and the man felt as if all his strength had vanished in an instant. He collapsed, his mouth agape, covered by a hand.

Xian Shun's voice flowed down from Yun Su Yin's pointed cheek, and the man was like a fish on the brink of death, his eyes gradually widening, bulging out.

But in a moment, piercing pain accompanied by suffocation, as if his chest had been emptied.

The figure stiffened, the struggle ceasing as it went rigid and crashed to the ground.