Jiu Zhang Ji: The Daily Life of the Reborn Daughter

Chapter 1: A Passing Soul

In the damp and dark dungeon, the stench permeated everywhere, making people sick and suffocate. Snakes, insects, rats and ants scurried around, gnawing at her flesh when hungry and sucking her blood when thirsty. Qiao Lili had lived in this environment for five years.

There was no healthy flesh on her body, including her face, and the pain only proved that she was still alive.

The dungeon door creaked open, and a ray of sunlight came down the winding dungeon stairs. The sudden brightness made her squint.

Following the light, a pair of beautiful men walked down. The man had a sturdy build, with his hair tied up and wearing a purple and gold hair crown. The gems inlaid on it refracted the sunlight into a colorful glow. He was wearing a crimson brocade military officer's uniform with a waist-cinched sleeves, which made his figure look even more majestic and tall.

The woman had a slender figure, like a willow swaying in the wind. Her slender, white hands tightly grasped the man's strong arms.

She had her hair in a bun, with a red gold hairpin and a kingfisher hairpin. The peony flower on her forehead made her pretty face look even more charming. Her skirt was made of a piece of Xiangyun gauze worth thousands of gold. On the Xiangyun gauze was a pattern of lotus flowers blooming step by step. Haha, haha, this was the most expensive piece of gauze in her dowry.

"You still won't say it?" The two men stopped in front of her, looking down at her as she crawled on the ground, smelly and full of maggots, as if she were an ant.

She didn't know what they wanted from the beginning to the end, but was it any use saying she didn't know?

"Cut off her hands." This was her husband's unhurried voice.

Several men in black emerged from behind them. Her hands, which had already lost their nails, were cut off, and blood gushed out. The handcuffs she had worn for five years slipped off from her wrists.

"Sister, just tell me, from now on, I will send the most caring maids and servants to serve you, and you won't have to use your own hands." The voice was as clear and melodious as an oriole.

The caring maids? "Let my Caiwei and Caiqin come back to life, and I will tell you." The two maids who grew up with her had died in front of her before she was imprisoned in this dark prison five years ago.

"Cut off her feet." Her husband spoke again. Although she couldn't see because of the light behind him, she knew that when he said this, even his handsome eyebrows didn't move.

The men in black holding knives heard his order and raised their shining swords without stopping. They slashed them cleanly and efficiently.

Her feet, with only two big toes left, were finally freed from the shackles that had locked her for five years. It was great! She was finally free.

"Good sister, you are really like a meat worm now." Such a melodious and sweet voice like a lark. It would be a waste if this voice is not used for singing but for torture and forced confession.

She seemed to remember something and laughed even more happily.

"Sister, at least you still have a body. Unlike your father and brother, I heard they were trampled into mud by the enemy's horses, and not even their bodies could be found."

Her father and brother died tragically on the battlefield, and no trace of their bodies was left. But she knew that the deaths of her father and brother were closely related to the two people in front of her. In the past five years, they had not even appeared in her dreams. I wonder if they blamed her.

Blame her for loving the wrong person and trusting this unfaithful man.

"Oh, then you'll be able to see them soon." Her good husband said lightly, as if he was saying that she would see the friends who had made an appointment to drink tea in the flower hall early in the morning.

Five years and eighteen hundred days and nights of suffering had made her lose the most basic reaction to the pain of severed hands and feet. However, the blood gushing out like a fountain still took away almost all of her strength. She felt that her life was about to end.

It was great that she was going to be reunited with her father and brothers. She wondered if they were willing to see her, and her mother who passed away young but loved her so much.

Seeing that she was almost out of breath and had no more response, the nice female voice sighed with regret and said, "Hey, I wanted to keep you for a while, but the Sixth Emperor..."

"Xinyue, be careful with your words." Her husband, who had already turned around and walked up the stairs to leave, stopped Lou Xinyue from saying anything. Haha, in front of a dying person, he was so cautious. Well, she deserved to be deceived like this.

"Gouge out her eyes and cut out her tongue." Before her eyes were blinded, she saw the pair of deerskin boots on her dear husband's feet.

These boots were made by her own hands when she was still waiting to be married. They were made of the finest deerskin produced in Changbai Mountain. They were soft and breathable when worn on the feet. He once said in a letter to her: "After wearing these boots with fine seams, I will never be able to wear any other boots in my life."

She also lost her tongue and could no longer make the most unpleasant sounds.

Lou Xinyue still had that unchanging smile on her face. She slowly bent down and lowered her beautiful head, perhaps because she was afraid that she couldn't hear, or perhaps to make her miserable at the moment more clearly seen. "Your eyes are so beautiful, your voice is so beautiful, oh, Qiao Lili, how can you be worthy of me? Even though you are the eldest daughter of the Qiao family, you are still letting me humiliate and kill you."

She searched for the source of the sound. After living in this dark dungeon for five years, her eyesight had deteriorated, but her hearing was very strong. She identified Lou Xinyue's current location through the sound. With her last breath, she bit off two of her teeth and sprayed it towards the face that was very close to her.

"what!"

"My eyes, help!" Lou Xinyue covered her eyes, two streams of blood flowed from between her fingers. Her eyes were pierced by two teeth.

When Qiao Lili took her last breath, she thought to herself, it turns out that your voice is the most beautiful when you shout for help.