Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

Surprisingly, the whip fell on that hand violently, but that hand did not retract due to the pain.

Bailu frowned slightly, not annoyed that the man grabbed her ankle, but was thinking, whether she had seen this man before, and there was a feeling of déjà vu, that kind of familiarity, which was deeply rooted and hard to forget.

But when she was racking her brains to think about it, she felt that this crippled person was very strange, and she couldn't think of it no matter what.

Maybe it's an illusion... Egret thought so.

"Let him relax." Ye Ganjun said to a guard with an unhappy face.

The guard nodded slightly when he heard the words, then walked to Bailu's side and kicked that hand. Suddenly, the person in the cage made a miserable sound, the voice was very hoarse, and Bailu's eyelids twitched slightly...

She can understand this kind of sound, only a person whose tongue has been cut out can make such a sound.

Bailu looked at the man. Although the man had a ferocious face and screamed in pain, his eyes stared fixedly at Bailu. In his eyes, Bailu didn't see any hostility. On the contrary, she faintly felt that this man Looking at her is like looking at a straw that life force saves.

Although Bai Lu found it strange, but because he was worried about Ye Jing, he didn't think much about it. Instead, he looked away indifferently, and walked towards the depths of the dungeon with Ye Gan.

The sea blue clothes, in this deep and dark dungeon, are the only color that is different, like a vast ocean, with the reflection of the morning sun on the surface of the sea, sparkling...

That light is often called hope.

The man in the dungeon watched the egret gradually go away, the hope in his dirty eyes was suddenly extinguished by a basin of cold water, and slowly, it was covered with despair.

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The sound of footsteps 'tap, tap' sounded, and a series of rhythmic sounds gathered into a hypnotic song.

At the end of the dungeon, there are some clean cages. They are not so much cages as they are rooms with all internal organs. Although they are not luxurious, they are rigorous and impressive.

Ye Ganjun brought Bailu to a cage, asked the guards to unlock it, and the two walked in.

In the cage, Yejing sat cross-legged with a serene face, and when she heard the sound of the door opening, she slowly opened her eyes and saw the egret, her eyes filled with surprise.

"Why are you here?" Ye Jing asked.

Last night, after she finished washing, she was going to talk to Bai Lu about her concerns, but Ye Ganjun suddenly sent someone to call her away, saying that she was going to retreat in the dungeon. , she has never resisted, so she followed the people.

When she came, she also saw Ye Bitong being escorted. The difference was that she was invited. Ye Bitong was escorted like a prisoner, with chains wrapped around her hands and feet. .

Ye Jing, as one of the candidates for the head of the Ye family, naturally knew that those who would be brought in like this would definitely suffer some inhuman torture.

Although she doesn't know what Ye Bitong did to offend her father, Ye Jing knows that sometimes, it's a kind of silent wisdom to act as if you don't see what you see, and don't say what you shouldn't say.

"Come out with me." Bailu walked up to Yejing and stretched out his hand towards Yejing.

Yejing sat cross-legged on the futon, she looked at Bailu with a smile on her face, her smile was pure and innocent, she stretched out her hand, and placed her slender white hand in the palm of Bailu, Bailu held her tightly and pulled her hard, Yejing stood up .