Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1629 Canary (2)

The indifferent military guards, armed with guns, dragged out the people who were hiding in the room one by one.

For those who were disobedient or even tried to escape, they were shot down without mercy.

For a moment, there was a loud cry.

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Soon, after dealing with the west residence, he began to clean up the guards of the east residence, and kicked open the gate of the courtyard.

The military boots sounded irregularly on the stone road.

The sound of the gun buckle being pulled, the rough and impatient scolding sound, the smashing sound of porcelain...

Crying and shouting, there was a lot of noise.

Not long after, the military guard broke in.

Kicking away the obstructing grandma and maidservants, she opened the bead curtain.

Seeing the people on the bed, they stopped intruding for a moment.

Immediately, they looked at each other and whistled with great interest.

The gun in his hand was slowly inserted back into the holster on his waist.

It is said that the sick young lady of the Yun family in Jingdu is beautiful, so beautiful that she is unparalleled in the world.

Looking at it now, it is really extraordinary.

With malicious smiles on their faces, they approached.

Speech is extraordinarily unrestrained.

"Miss Yun, are you going to wake up?"

"Would you like... some of our masters help you get dressed?"

"..." The beauty on the sickbed sat there with her hair loose and her frail body supported.

Coughing violently, like a fragile flower bone that can fall down in the wind, her face was extremely pale.

Her eyeballs were very black, dark and moist, covered with a light mist of mist.

The slender eyelashes are like butterfly feathers, trembling slightly, coupled with the misty eyes that are full of water, they are even more beautiful.

There is a kind of delicate beauty that wants to be destroyed and ravaged.

Makes people want to do something about it.

Those malicious military guards approached the sick bed, and she seemed a little at a loss and panicked.

Under such a bad stimulus, his already weak body coughed badly.

The lip color seemed to be stained with blood, it was too bright red, as if it was about to cough up the lungs.

The thin and thin butterfly-like shoulders trembled slightly.

The slightly exposed skin is like snow, stunningly beautiful, like a goddess in plain clothes who has strayed into the mortal world, delicate and fragile.

Can't touch half of it.

The guards with malicious intentions were about to make a move.

"What are you doing!?"

Behind him, a cold and deep voice came, accompanied by the more orderly sound of military boots.

The higher the official position, the more brutal the actions.

The poor door was almost kicked open.

Those military guards who originally wanted to take advantage of the beauty immediately withdrew their hands when they heard the voice.

He hurriedly ran out of the bead curtain, stood upright, stood at attention, and saluted.

"Deputy Chief of Staff, I... we are counting the number of people!"

The person who came was wearing a military uniform, with dozens of medals hanging on his shoulders.

Tall, with a resolute and indifferent face.

Stepping into this lady's ward, his sharp eyes swept around.

As if looking at it.

On the side, the mother-in-law who was held down was crying non-stop, her hair was all messed up.

Seeing so many soldiers and guards coming in, they wept even more, and the tears rushed away as if they were worthless.

Under such noise, the faint coughing sound behind the bead curtain could not be heard at all.

was completely covered up.

But the person who is called the deputy chief of staff has excellent hearing.

He glanced at the direction behind the bead curtain, then glanced at those military guards.

Without saying anything, he turned around.

Just when the soldiers and guards breathed a sigh of relief and were about to salute, unexpectedly, the deputy chief of staff threw out a whip rope.

(End of this chapter)