Chapter 1

She is Forty-Three (her code number), and like everyone else here, she has no name. She couldn't remember anything before coming here, except for the white pear branches stretching across the road blocking the carriage and the patches of shepherd's purse flowers in the fields. That was her entire childhood memory.

Then came the training, the training to become a death warrior. The most perfect result of the death warrior's training is that human nature and fear of death are eliminated, leaving only the loyalty of a dog.

Many years later, she wondered whether she had taken medicine and damaged her brain at that time. Otherwise, how could she have fallen in love with that bastard so much?

In fact, compared to other death warriors, she is obviously unqualified. She is afraid of death, so afraid that she doesn't mind learning to be a dog in order to live.

When Forty-Three entered, there were already more than a dozen young women wearing black veils like her standing in the hall. She walked through them without looking-away, and knelt down in front of the bead curtain inside and outside the partition, her eyes falling a foot in front of her knees.

"Master."

"Kun Shiqi is ill, it's up to you to make up for it." The voice coming from inside sounded like a man or a woman, making it difficult to distinguish. It was obviously intentional.

"Yes." Forty-Three did not hesitate at all, although she did not know what task she had received.

"Very well, come in." The man said.

Forty-Three didn't dare to get up, so she bent down, put her hands on the ground, and crawled in a kneeling position. As soon as she passed through the swaying bead curtain, she stopped immediately.

A pair of boots with green embroidery and dark flowers appeared silently in her sight, and the elegant incense drifted into her nose. A chill suddenly appeared in her heart. Before she could understand the reason, the other party had already taken action. Press on the top of her head. Her expression changed slightly, but it only took a moment before she returned to normal. She closed her eyes resignedly and allowed a powerful internal force to penetrate on her Baihui, instantly destroying her body that she had practiced hard for more than ten years.

A mouthful of blood spilled from her mouth, and she slumped to the ground with a pale face.

"Don't you ask me why I want to abolish your martial arts?" Faced with her silence, the man was a little curious.

Because there was still a sweet and fishy smell in her throat, Forty-Three choked and coughed before saying softly, "Yes." There was no trace of resentment in her voice. Since being brought into the dark factory, the first thing they are taught is to say "Yes".

The man seemed to have remembered this, couldn't help but smile, and waved his hand, "Everyone, go down."

"Yes."

When Forty-Three exited the bead curtain, everyone had left. She stood up with difficulty, but did not dare to turn around. She still walked backwards facing the bead curtain and walked out. Just as she crossed the threshold, a cough suddenly came from inside the curtain, which almost made her fall. Fortunately, the people inside didn't pay attention.

The steward was waiting for her outside and handed her a purple brocade bag. Without saying any more words, he arranged for her to get into the carriage waiting outside.

Forty-Three knew that the bag contained her mission this time.

Mei Lin... Mei Lin?

*******

She pressed her forehead against the window frame, listening to the laughter of the woman in the carriage, and a feeling of excitement or melancholy came to her heart. From now on, she will be called by this name, forty-three, and the number that has followed her for fifteen years will be forever buried in the dark factory, a place that people don't even want to think about.

From then on, she had a name, an identity, and even a bunch of family members she had never seen before. She took the place of another woman.

Among the three hundred beauties from Xiyan who came to Great Yan with Princess Zi Gu to get married, of course more than one was killed by Li Daitao. Those women whose names begin with the word "kun" are specially trained for this, and she just got an advantage. Perhaps, after being fooled by her for nearly five years, the manager finally became impatient, so he sent her away this time.

Well, she can finally leave that place full of rotten smell and death, and look at the blooming flowers that are deeply etched in her mind. Even if she don't have martial arts, even if there are poisons in her body that will attack every month, it is far better than having to face a life of constantly competing with others for the chance of survival.

Autumn has entered at this time, and the mountains and forests on both sides of the official road are already green, with deep reds and light yellows mixed in, as gorgeous as spring flowers. But they are not spring flowers after all. When you get closer, when you sweep through the carriage window, you can clearly see the withered and yellow swaying leaves. They are blown by the wind and rustled down, making people feel floating and desolate.

Mei Lin didn't like this, so she withdrew her gaze and listened to the conversation of the woman in the carriage with a smile.

Two days ago, she was sent to Anyang, two hundred miles away from Zhaojing. At that time, the people and horses of Xiyan were staying in the post house there. When setting off the next day, two of the carriages for the beauties were worn out because they could not withstand the long journey, so the beauties who were originally riding in the two carriages had to be divided into other carriages.

It was under such circumstances that Mei Lin got into the current carriage. After spending two days together, she finally understood why no one suspected her identity.

It turns out that the journey is hard and due to the rules, these beauties rarely have the opportunity to talk after getting off the car. Even if they do, they are with people in the same car. Therefore, they are not familiar with the people in other cars, let alone those who are not even beautiful. It is also difficult to see the guards. Of course, this would not have been so easy without the cooperation of the superiors in Xiyan.

It's just that she shouldn't think about the things here, so it's best not to think about it. There is no benefit in knowing too much. She had more pressing matters to deal with.

Xiyan language.

The words they spoke were soft and graceful, just like singing. It was really indescribably beautiful, but it was a pity that she didn't know what they were talking about. As a person from Xiyan, it is so ridiculous that she can't even understand the Yan language.

Every detail of the entire operation was arranged extremely rigorous, but she couldn't figure out why there was a loophole in it, but she had to deal with it carefully.

While she was deep in thought, her ears felt slightly warm, and someone whispered something into her ear. Mei Lin suppressed her reflexive move to put it aside, and when she looked back, she found that it was the most beautiful and gentle girl among the five girls, who was looking at her with concern.

A smile immediately appeared on her face, and her mind raced, thinking about how to deal with it. At this moment, the carriage that was originally traveling at an unpleasant speed suddenly stopped, attracting the attention of the girl beside her.

Mei Lin breathed a sigh of relief and followed the others to look out the carriage window.

Their carriage was located in the middle of the team, and they couldn't lean out. In fact, they couldn't see anything. They could only hear the rapid sound of horse hooves approaching from far away, and then stopped in front of the team. Needless to say, they must have been stopped by the captain of the guards.

Just as the women were wondering and curiously guessing what had happened, the sound of horse hooves sounded again, mixed with the sound of shouts. This time, it was their own guards who were driving people out of the carriage.

It turned out that due to repeated delays on the road, the family and horses arrived in Zhaojing nearly a month later than the scheduled time, just in time for the annual autumn hunting of the Great Yan Dynasty. The hunting site was Lushan, three hundred miles southwest of Zhaojing, and they also needed to pass this road. As luck would have it, the two groups of people bumped into each other.

When a few people got out of the carriage and arrived, the carriage in front had been driven to the side of the road. The princess's carriage left the caravan under the escort of the captain of the guard, and drove quickly towards the distant team with flags and armor.

After about a stick of incense, a eunuch came over to convey the order, and they all drove to Lushan Mountain.

Everyone knelt by the roadside, and waited until the Emperor of Great Yan, who was riding on a horse and dressed in military uniform, led the princes, grandchildren, civil and military officials to pass by in a mighty procession, and then they stood up and returned to the carriage and followed behind.

Perhaps they were intimidated by the strict and solemn atmosphere. After getting in the carriage, the girls did not dare to talk anymore. Mei Lin couldn't help but secretly call it a luck, but she also knew that such luck didn't happen all the time. If she didn't come up with a countermeasure as soon as possible, she might soon be exposed.

Traveling a hundred miles a day, two days later, they arrived at the foot of Lushan Mountain. At that time, the Military Academy had already set up camp in the open space, built a tent hall, surrounded it with a wooden city painted with yellow paint, set up gates, and covered it with a yellow curtain. In the peripheral network city, there are people who take turns guarding the place to prevent anyone from breaking in.

Except for the princess and the personal maid, the rest of the wedding party were arranged to live in the outer camp and were not allowed to go out without permission. The beauties all had a vague premonition that their fate might be decided here. Although she had already realized this when she was selected to be Princess Zi Gu's dowry, when it comes to this moment, she still feel panic and uneasiness.

The same goes for the five girls who shared the same tent with Mei Lin. They no longer had the lively laughter of the previous few days, and their beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned unconsciously, as if they were covered with a thin layer of depression, appearing to be worried.

Mei Lin, who didn't care much about this, was counting the days to get the antidote next month with her hands crossed, and worrying about what kind of information she would need to exchange for a more effective antidote. So far, the only thing that makes her feel lucky is that since following the emperor, the girls have started to speak the Yan dialect, and their fluency is even better than that of her, who was born and raised in Yan but rarely speaks.

The next morning, when dawn first appeared, the loud sound of the horn resounded across the plains far and near, and the thunderous hooves of horses, mixed with the shouts of people, woke up the girls who were still tired from traveling for days. They looked at each other in confusion, like small animals in the mountains that were about to be hunted without mercy.

Time passed slowly in the excruciating wait for fate, and the night in the mountains finally fell with the return of the hunters. Bonfires were lit in the spacious campsite, and the newly caught game was grilled on the fire. Laughter and joy passed through the gaps in the tents and came from a distance, making people almost imagine the excitement there.

Just when the girls were restless but did not dare to sleep, they finally received the summons. However, unexpectedly, they were not allowed to perform the singing and dancing skills that they had thought they would have and had carefully prepared for them for a long time. The petals of flowers and the traces of sharp weapons on the wide open space illuminated by the fire showed that there had been wonderful entertainment programs here before.

*******

Three hundred beautiful girls were divided into ten columns, with thirty people in each column, standing neatly and orderly in the center of the open space, waiting for the selection of the princes and ministers.

Mei Lin stood at the very back, turned slightly to the right, and could see the Great Yan Emperor who was in the upper position.

Maybe he was once young, strong and vigorous, maybe he was still wise, majestic and decisive in killing, but what she saw was just a middle-aged man who was thin and visibly sick. There was a hint of charm in his narrow eyes, but the cyan color under them destroyed the original sense of wisdom, making people feel uncomfortable.

Sitting under his left side were some young and middle-aged men in military uniforms in their twenties and thirties. They were obviously either princes, grandsons, or young generals, the backbone of this hunting activity. On his right side, the beautiful Princess Zi Gu was covered with a veil, her head lowered, and she didn't even glance at their appearance from beginning to end. People on the same side as her usually dress up as scholars.

Mei Lin took a clear look at the surroundings, then lowered her eyes, no longer looking left and right, and heard the weak but majestic voice of the Great Yan Emperor.

"Today's hunting, Xuan Lie since you come out on top, I will allow you to choose first."

As soon as these words came out, the man sitting at the top on the left quickly stood up to thank him, but he did not immediately turn around to pick someone, but smiled and said: "The Princess is new in Great Yan, so she will definitely be a little unaccustomed to it. Why don't you leave a few people who care about the princess first to accompany her?"

He said this tactfully. On the surface, he was caring about the distant guests, but in fact, he wanted the Great Yan Emperor to keep the people he liked first. After all, the princess will eventually enter the palace, so naturally the emperor can do whatever he wants with the people around her.

Of course, the emperor was overjoyed at his son's thoughtfulness and said, "You are indeed thoughtful." After saying that, he turned to look at Princess Zi Gu and asked in a gentle tone: "Xuan Lie is right, Zi Gu, you can choose a few. I'll just stay with you and wait for you."

After hearing this, Princess Zi Gu, who had lowered her eyes, finally raised her head, glanced at Murong Xuan Lie quickly, then bent down and saluted to Emperor Yan, and said lightly; "But it depends on the emperor to make the decision." She was born in an imperial family, so she didn't understand what these men were thinking.

So the old emperor glanced at her and wanted to conceive a few girls. At that moment, Mei Lin saw that his originally somewhat dim eyes were clearly shining brightly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back. She was secretly glad to be in the last position. After all, once you step into the palace, it is not easy to get out again.

Next, starting from Murong Xuan Lie, all the men present were assigned two to three girls, and no one was ignorant enough to pick and choose them in front of the emperor. Moreover, the Yan girls who came as a dowry this time were all beauties picked from a hundred.

There were nearly a hundred girls left in the field, and Emperor Murong asked his servants to count them, preparing to take them back to the capital to reward the important officials who could not come to participate in the hunt. Mei Lin was one of them. She looked at the girls who were either genuinely happy or forcing a smile but their fate had already been decided. She felt confused for a moment, not knowing what kind of person she would meet. But her mood didn't last long, and was quickly broken up by a sudden intruder.

Mei Lin was in a trance when she suddenly felt her waist tightening and she was brought into someone's arms. At the same time, the Yan girl who was next to her also fell into that person's arms. The two were caught off guard and their foreheads almost touched each other.

Looking up, a young and handsome man's face came into view. Before she could see his appearance clearly, she heard a "tsk" and was kissed hard on the face.

Mei Lin was startled. Seeing him turning his head to kiss another woman in his arms, she didn't know how to react for a moment. She could only let him hug her and walk forward. But she guessed in her heart that this man must be of high status.

Sure enough, before the man could reach the emperor, she heard Murong Xuan Lie's laughter.

"Jing He, you're late. Could it be that General Mei has allowed you to enter the account?" His words seemed to be ridiculing, but Mei Lin sensitively detected a trace of sarcasm. Her eyes quietly glanced at the emperor and saw his face. His undisguised impatience and indifference made her a little puzzled.

But the man holding them seemed unaware, shrugged his shoulders, showed a helpless expression, and said; "Brother Huang you are making fun of me, Luomei is not one of these women..." As he said this, he also touched the two girls in his arms, touching randomly.

Asshole! Mei Lin suppressed the disgust in her heart. As soon as these two words came to her mind, someone already scolded him on her behalf.

"Bastard!" That was the angry scolding of the man sitting at the top.

Mei Lin felt that the man's body stiffened for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He led the two of them to salute to the Great Yan Emperor, and said with a smile: "I am late father, please forgive me." Although he said this, there was no trace of guilt in his tone.

"What a mess, why don't you get out of here?" The old emperor clearly disliked this son and didn't even want to spend more time teaching him a lesson.

Even so, the man was still a prince, and someone quickly gave up the position where Murong Xuan Lie had started, and placed new food, wine, bowls and chopsticks.

Murong Jing He and Diao Erlang (Murong Xuan Lie) said yes, then sat down at the table and went to play with the beauty in his arms, turning a blind eye to those people who had different expressions since he appeared. After being poured two glasses of wine, Mei Lin saw his appearance clearly.

The man didn't look particularly similar to the old emperor, but his eyes were almost identical to his. It's long and narrow, with an upward slant, but it's half-open and half-closed and doesn't look very impressive, as if it never gets enough sleep. He has well-defined facial features, a straight nose, and plump lips. He is indeed handsome, but his complexion is pale and slightly bluish, and his expression is frivolous and decadent, giving the impression of excessive indulgence.

It shouldn't be difficult to monitor such a person. Mei Lin thought, and couldn't help but feel a knot in her heart. She knew that it was not difficult, but it also meant that there was little hope in getting important information from him.

This time they were placed among the beauties to be married to the bride. Their purpose was to get close to Great Yan's important ministers and generals. To put it bluntly, they were acting as spies. The tips did not clearly indicate which aspects she should pay special attention to, but it did state that the more valuable the information, the better the antidote would be.

Value, value, value... It's worth a lot...

She cursed in her heart, but her lips still curved gently, and she poured wine for the man who was playing with another girl with a low eyebrow. Unexpectedly, the man suddenly reached out and grabbed a handful of her breasts, which shocked her so much that she spilled the wine. The next moment, the person was pushed to the next seat, and the man's nonchalant smile sounded in her ears.

"Brother, you don't like big breasts? I'll trade this for the one on your right."

The girl's tender cry sounded, and then she evaded in a panic, and Mei Lin fell on someone. A light and elegant aroma of incense rushed into her nose amidst the strong smell of wine and barbecue, making her feel stunned. Before she had time to react, someone had already pinched her chin and lifted it up.

In comparison, Murong Xuan Lie looks more like the old emperor. She wonder if this is the reason for his special favor. Those eyes seemed more suitable for his elegant face, making that face so handsome that it was almost evil.

She saw his long eyes narrowed slightly, only glanced at Mei Lin, and then let go of her hand.

"Choose another one." Although he didn't say anything, his eyes and tone showed obvious disdain.

Murong Jing He motioned to the girl in his arms to come over without saying a word. Mei Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief and automatically returned to his side. Murong Xuan Lie's eyes were sharp, and he was not an easy person to deal with. Instead of being worried all the time, she would rather stay with Murong Jing He who was inferior to him in all aspects. At least the chance of losing her life would be much smaller.

The exchange of women between the two princes was obviously a trivial matter and did not attract the attention of others. The old emperor was in poor health, so he only sat for a while and then left with the support of his eunuch. Princess Zi Gu also left with him at the same time.

The most awe-inspiring existence disappeared, and a beautiful woman accompanied him, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became warm.

The girl who came over from Murong Xuan Lie had a cold face, not as gentle and obedient as the other women. She just don't know if it's his nature, or if he's dissatisfied with such an exchange. Mei Lin looked at her without any trace, and didn't think there was anything special about her appearance. Although she was beautiful, she was not more beautiful than the previous one. To be fair, she even felt that the girl's nose was too pointed, which made people feel uncomfortable.

The strange thing is that Murong Jing He not only didn't mind the girl's rudeness, but was also very keen on teasing her. Even when he was glared at, he still smiled and showed no anger, which made Mei Lin's jaw almost drop.

Cheap! She muttered in her heart, but with a gentle smile on her lips, she drank one cup after another. The tense mood finally relaxed. Seeing the man's indifference to her, she knew that she probably wouldn't need to sleep with him tonight.

From the girl's occasional response, Mei Lin learned that her name was A'Dai, but from beginning to end, Murong Jing He never asked Mei Lin's name.

After the banquet was over, the two women followed Murong Jing He back to his tent.

"Wait here." Outside the tent, Murong Jing He spoke to Mei Lin for the first time, but his eyes were still staring at A'Dai with squinting eyes, and the meaning was self-evident.

Mei Lin responded, stopped, and breathed a sigh of relief. Although the autumn night is cold, it is better than being crushed by a bastard.

However, before she could fully relax, things took a turn for the worse. Just when Murong Jing He reached out to hug A'Dai, who had always kept a certain distance from him on the road, the girl suddenly pressed a dagger from nowhere to her own chest.

"If you dare to touch me, I will die in front of you." Her voice was stern, with a look of misery and despair in her beautiful eyes.

Mei Lin was dumbfounded. Her eyes moved from the girl's determined eyes to the dagger. Only then did she realize that it was actually the dagger used to cut roasted meat at the banquet. Unexpectedly, it was hidden by the girl silently. It seemed that it was just for this moment. She secretly groaned, feeling that things would develop in a direction that she didn't want.

Sure enough, Murong Jing He was only slightly surprised, and then burst into laughter. Without forcing it, he waved his hand and said; "Then you stay outside." After saying that, he turned to Mei Lin and asked with a smile; "Do you want me to lend you a dagger too?"

Although he smiled, Mei Lin could see that there was no smile in those half-closed eyes, and she shuddered inexplicably in her heart. She hurriedly stepped forward and snuggled into his arms, and said with a smile, "I am now His Highness's servant, so I am naturally at His Majesty's disposal." She said. It must be vague and ambiguous. Although it does not directly reject his unkind proposal, it does not allow people to misinterpret its meaning.

Mei Lin didn't think he had A'Dai's trust. Although she didn't know what that trust was, she wouldn't be stupid enough to try and imitate her. In other words, she simply cannot understand the idea of ​​threatening others with her own life. What is their life worth to these men who regard them as playthings?

Her knowledge of current affairs was obviously very useful to her. Murong Jing He smiled faintly and suddenly bent down to pick her up and carried her into the tent.

That smile had no meaning and was too indifferent to be possessed by this man. Mei Lin was stunned for a moment, and thinking about the man's unsmiling eyes before and the chill that caused her, she secretly became wary.

She's afraid this man is not as superficial and vulgar as he appears. As soon as she changed this thought, she was thrown out and landed heavily on the thick fur blanket. The next moment, the man was on top of her.

The pungent smell of wine mixed with the strange smell of a man surrounded her, and Mei Lin finally began to feel panicked about what was about to happen. It's not that she hasn't seen anything between men and women. When she was in the secret factory, the instructors and leaders used their positions to play with many young men and women. The reason why she was able to escape was said to be because she had a mother who was a prostitute with a hidden disease. In the eyes of those people, the blood flowing in her body was dirty. She actually had no memory of this, but the painful expression of the girl in the same room was deeply etched in her mind. At this time, she couldn't help but feel a little timid when she thought about it.

Afraid that he would retreat and do something that would cost her life, she grabbed the fur blanket under her body with sweaty hands, tilted her head to one side, and the charming smile on her lips had already stiffened.

Facts have proved that Murong Jing He is not a compassionate person, and he directly takes possession of the woman under him without even perfunctory foreplay. Mei Lin groaned in pain, her body tensed, and her hair on her forehead was soaked with cold sweat.

Murong Jing He was obviously a little uncomfortable with her dryness and tightness. He frowned slightly and said in a cold voice, "Relax, you are hurting me."

Hearing this, Mei Lin wanted to curse, but in fact she could only bite her lower lip tightly and tremble to adapt herself to the fiery existence. It was not until her nails pierced his back that her body relaxed a little.

Murong Jing He sensed it immediately, straightened her waist, inserted a few more times, and then started thrusting recklessly.

*******

Mei Lin was woken up by the dazzling light and the bear claws that kept harassing her chest. Before she could figure out her situation, the burning pain in her private parts had already invaded her mind, instantly dispelling the remaining chaos in her mind. She had just lost her martial arts skills and was weaker than the average person. Coupled with the hard work of running around for days and the toxins hidden in her body, she fainted halfway through.

"You don't know how to behave." Murong Jing He's lazy voice suddenly sounded in her ears, which shocked her and she wondered how she had provoked him again. When she opened her eyes with some effort, she realized that he was not talking to her.

The candle flames were shining brightly in the tent, and it was obviously still midnight. Murong Jing He was lying on his side with one hand supporting his head, his robe half open. She could see the slightly bulging muscles under the smooth and tight skin. They were not covered with soft fat as expected, but the color of his skin was just like his complexion, it was pale with a hint of blue, which was not normal.

At this moment, he was looking at the tent door with half-closed eyes that seemed never to be opened with a half-smile, while his free hand was squeezing her naked chest obscenely.

Mei Lin resisted the urge to slap his hand away and turned her head to look outside.

Across the empty space in the tent, she saw A'Dai kneeling there, with long hair disheveled and a gray face, but still holding her back stubbornly straight. Behind her were two men in an imperial guard's uniform.

Her body stiffened slightly, Mei Lin turned sideways without any trace, and at the same time reached out and groped around, trying to find something to cover her naked body.

Realizing that she had woken up, Murong Jing He lowered his eyelids slightly, and then returned his gaze to A'Dai, who was looking at him proudly with eyes full of contempt. He smiled instead of being angry, but his words were extremely cold.

"Slap her in the face and let her know her identity."

As he spoke, he turned around again and pressed on Mei Lin. Mei Lin groaned, feeling that the unhealed wound was torn open again, but her arms had to hug the man tightly to prevent her body from being completely exposed to the sight of others.

Following the promise, crisp slaps sounded in the tent, one after another.

"You should be obedient." Murong Jing He said close to Mei Lin's ear, and her hot breath rushed into the core of her ear, making her skin crawl.

She wanted to say a few words of flattery, but her throat was dry and she couldn't make a sound, so she could only forcefully pull the corners of her lips and try her best to show what she thought was the most charming smile. Closing her eyes, a pear blossom appeared in her mind, and her tense heart gradually relaxed.

She don't know how long it took, but the man finally pulled away from her in a daze, and the slaps stopped. From beginning to end, she didn't hear A'Dai begging for mercy.

Murong Jing He looked at A'Dai, who was still looking at him with her swollen face and the corners of her mouth were cracked and bleeding. A strange color appeared in his black eyes, but he sneered; "Why, you are still not behaving well?"

A'Dai said with a sneer. Without speaking, the disdain in her beautiful eyes became even stronger.

Murong Jing He rubbed the corner of his eyebrows and was too lazy to say anything else. He waved his hand and said in a low mood; "Drag her out, as a token of comfort to you." The meaning was obvious, that is, she was to be given to the entire battalion of the imperial guards.

"Nooo-" Seeing the joyful expressions in the eyes of the two men who caught him, and about to kneel down to thank him, A'Dai's psychological defense that she had been holding on finally collapsed and she screamed.

The scream was piercing into Mei Lin's ears, making her shiver uncontrollably. She opened her eyes and caught the successful smile in Murong Jing He's eyes.

A'Dai finally gave in, she thinks. The strange thing is that she was not surprised by this, as if she knew the result would be like this from the beginning.

Later she found out that A'Dai had tried to escape that night.