Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 20 Nightmare
After Ling Youyao fell asleep, Fu Mingjue got up and went out of the room.

As soon as he came out, Jiang Liu greeted him: "My lord, I've already been locked up."

"This king will go and see for himself." Fu Mingjue walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

Jiang Liu followed up silently, scaring the concubine, even if it was a ghost, the prince would probably have its soul sucked out!

In a blink of an eye, the two of them arrived at the most remote courtyard again. If Ling Youyao was there, they would definitely recognize that this was the place she had suspected before.

Jiang Liu opened the door and respectfully invited Fu Mingjue in.

The dilapidated courtyard is full of dead leaves, and the air of depression is blowing towards the face. The air is filled with the smell of dead wood and decay, and the trembling and suppressed sobbing of a woman can be heard vaguely.

After walking inside, Fu Mingjue stared coldly at the people in the darkness.

The moment the man saw Fu Mingjue, a gleam of light ignited in his cloudy eyes, but it was fleeting and turned into endless fear.

"No, no, don't come here. I know I was wrong, please forgive me!"

She stared at Fu Mingjue in horror, her broken body kept retreating, but there was no way out.

The silvery white moonlight slanted in through the window sills and fell in front of the woman, only then did people see her situation clearly——

This is a huge iron cage, each iron rod is as thick as a baby's arm, and the person locked in the cage is covered in white clothes stained with blood, wearing heavy shackles on his feet, grinding into flesh and blood, exposing thick bones.

Those feet are very beautiful, but unfortunately they are bound by chains.

The woman hugged her arms tremblingly, her messy hair blocked her face, but it could be seen from her haggard hands: she should be very old.

Fu Mingjue approached her slowly, without any fluctuation in his cold voice: "It seems that the lesson given last time was not enough."

After all, he winked at Jiangliu.

Jiang Liu understood, stepped forward to open the cage, and dragged the woman out.

"Ah! No, I was wrong. I know I was wrong." The woman wanted to break free, but when she met Fu Mingjue's clear black eyes, she could only beg for mercy.

She knew that if she resisted, the end would only be worse.

Jiang Liu threw him in front of Fu Mingjue, and stepped aside.

The woman fell on the ground, her face was distorted by the pain in her limbs, but she still begged for mercy with a trembling voice: "I was wrong, I will never go out again, please let me go"

"Let you go?" Fu Mingjue seemed to have heard some joke, "Do you think you have the right to beg for mercy?"

The woman raised her head in pain, and asked bitterly, "Are you still refusing to let me go after all these years?"

"Since you hate me so much, why don't you just kill me?!"

Fu Mingjue looked down at her from a high position, the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Death is just a momentary pain, but living is different."

Life is worse than death, which is the most painful.

"You, you are so cruel." The woman stared at Fu Mingjue with tears in her eyes, as if she was looking at a monster.

Fu Mingjue sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm: "Compared to you, this king is not even one thousandth of yours."

Obviously so cold and glamorous, at this moment he is like a smiling evil ghost in the abyss.

Not talking nonsense to her anymore, Fu Mingjue turned around and walked to the door, looked at the cold moon in the night sky, and said calmly: "Since you want to go out so much, then I will grant you a favor."

Then he turned to Jiang Liu and said, "Chop off her legs."

When the woman heard this, she immediately became excited: "No, don't! You can't do this to me, don't forget, I'm yours!"

Before she could say that word, Jiang Liu moved quickly and had already gagged her.

Fu Mingjue turned around and looked at her with a faint smile on his lips: "If you go on talking, I don't mind pulling out your tongue."

The woman whimpered and shook her head, tears falling silently.

How could there be such a horrible person in this world.
Fu Mingjue withdrew his gaze, put his hands in his big sleeves, and walked out. He didn't stop until the moonlight fell on him.

The wind blew the shadows of the trees whirling, and he stood quietly in the courtyard, when he heard the sound of the blade sinking into the flesh and falling on the hard leg bones, he suddenly laughed.

If you don't obey, what's the use of keeping your legs?

After a while, Jiang Liu came out from inside, bringing out a strong smell of blood.

"My lord, everything has been dealt with." He cupped his hands.

When Fu Mingjue smelled the bloody smell, he frowned in disgust: "It stinks, stay away from me."

Jiang Liu: "."

He helps the prince to do things, but in the end he will be disgusted by the prince, this is the way of the world!
Fu Mingjue ignored him, walked out of the courtyard, and said, "Give her the medicine, so that no one will die."

"Yes." Jiang Liu replied.

He has been with the prince for many years, and he has done what he should and shouldn't do. He doesn't know who that person is, but it can be seen that the prince hates her deeply.

Everyone is afraid of King Jing, only Jiang Liu knows that their prince never kills innocent people.

In the middle of the night, Ling Youyao had a nightmare:
In the dream, the white ghost was chasing her, with waterfall-like black hair hanging on her chest, and a pair of resentful and vicious eyes were revealed between the hair, staring at Ling Youyao.

"Why do you want to kill me? Why do you want to kill me!" The female ghost rushed towards her with her outstretched hands, her face ferocious.

Ling Youyao ran desperately, no matter what the way ahead, she rushed out without hesitation.

Suddenly, she saw Fu Mingjue coming in a red dress against the light, at that moment - she was ecstatic.

Just when she was about to grab his hand, someone grabbed her ankle. When she looked back, the ghost grabbed her foot tightly, and her face changed into that of Fu Mingjue.
"Huh!" Ling Youyao woke up suddenly.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and the pajamas were also wet with sweat, sticking tightly to his back.

She looked at the cold place beside her, and gradually came to her senses, it turned out to be just a nightmare.

Yinzhu, who was guarding the outside room, heard the movement, and hurried in: "The princess is awake? Is your hand still hurting?"

Ling Youyao was listless, lazily responded, and fell down again.

Yinzhu brought water and wiped Ling Youyao's face with a handkerchief. Seeing her tired face, she couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with the princess? Is there something wrong?"

Ling Youyao raised her eyelids with difficulty, and said nervously, "Yin Zhu, I ran into a ghost yesterday."

Hearing this, Yin Zhu was startled and almost knocked over the basin: "How could there be ghosts? Could it be that you read it wrong?"

That's what she said, but she still half believed it in her heart.

Ling Youyao affirmed: "Really, my arm will be broken because I saw a ghost."

Seeing her talking more and more scary, Yinzhu, who was always calm, couldn't help but panic, and was thinking of saying something.

Ling Youyao clutched her chest, her small face wrinkled together: "I'm very flustered, you and Lu Bao get ready, we'll go to Foguang Temple later, and ask the gods and Buddhas to bless me, so that all the demons and ghosts will stay away from me."

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Where are the demons and ghosts?Isn't the prince the scariest thing in the palace?

(End of this chapter)