The concubine is haunted, my lord, please pay attention

Guo Yixue heard a slight sound behind her, her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately got up and ran to the door: "Come here!"

But before he ran a few steps, there was a sudden numbness in the back of his neck, and he lost consciousness instantly.

The second before she lost consciousness, she really wanted to scold her, but she slashed so hard!pain!

Outside the window, another person jumped in.

The two men dressed in black and covered with black cloth looked at each other, then walked towards Guo Yixue, each helping Guo Yixue up.

"Have you got all your things?"

"kindness."

"Do it, another woman will be back soon."

"it is good."

**

Yun Qingmin and Qin Liang just came out of the room, and they still had to walk around the palace as usual.

back yard.

Two guards approached, and one of them carried a person on his back.

Yun Qingmin glanced at the guard.

The two guards stopped at the same time, clasped their fists and bent slightly: "My lord."

"Where is this going?" He looked at the person on the guard's back, an old woman who seemed to have fallen asleep, wearing some rough cloth.

I have no impression that there is such a woman in the palace. Could it be that the housekeeper recruited a new cook?

"My lord, Aunt Li is not feeling well, and this servant is about to carry her out of the palace to see a doctor," said the guard.

Yun Qingmin frowned, and nodded: "Go."

"The slave retire."

The two guards folded their fists and bent down again, then walked past them.

The rest of his eyes glanced at the old woman's helpless hand on the guard's shoulder.

There are not few wrinkles on the face, but the hands are well maintained.

seem……

"Dayun, why don't you leave?"

In his ear, Qin Liang's voice pulled him back to his senses.

Forget it, I was paranoid.

Yun Qingmin smiled slightly: "It's okay, let's go."

**

"Master, it's here." The man in black clasped his fists respectfully and lowered his head.

Ahead, the corners of the man's mouth twitched slightly: "Come on, I haven't seen you for a long time... my sister-in-law..."

**

on the carriage.

A person who looked like an old woman was lying in it, her hands and feet were tied behind her back, her mouth was stuffed with a cloth strip, her eyes were covered by a black cloth, and her protruding belly did not match her face.

The road seemed uneven, with severe bumps and bumps.

"Well……"

The old woman suddenly groaned softly, and wanted to move her hands, but they were tied up. The jolt of the carriage made her frown.

Outside the carriage, intermittent conversations came in.

"A woman with a big belly, the master still wants us to play with her? Who is interested in that?"

"It doesn't matter, just ignore that obtrusive stomach, I helped her change clothes just now, tsk tsk, what you should have is still good..."

Then, there was a burst of obscene laughter.

The old woman's body froze, and the chill spread from the soles of her feet directly and quickly to her whole body.

The body is indeed not the familiar soft cloth, but rough and uncomfortable.

The old woman struggled vigorously, a layer of skin was forcibly peeled off the hands tied behind her, blood flowed out, not much, but she still couldn't break free, the hemp rope was tied tightly.

After bumping for a while, the carriage stopped.

The old woman struggled even harder, her wrists were bloody and bloody, but the hemp rope still tied her hands tightly.

The carriage curtain was lifted.

"Hey, she's awake." It was the voice of one of them just now.

The old woman wanted to yell, but her mouth was stuffed with a cloth strip, so she could only make a sound of "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu".

"Tsk tsk, your hands are bleeding." Someone grabbed her by the shoulder, pulled her up, roughly pulled her, and got off the carriage.

"Warning you to be honest, otherwise you will have to suffer later!" The man said in a vicious voice, not caring that the old woman's feet were bound, and the other man, one on each side, half dragged and half dragged She moves forward.

The old woman clenched the cloth strip tightly, her hands were still struggling vigorously, sweat was streaming down her forehead, but the hemp rope was not affected in the slightest.

I stumbled and walked for a while, there were steps, thresholds, and the sound of dry branches and leaves being stepped on.

Finally, the two pushed her hard.

"Well……"

The old woman's back hit something as hard as a wall, and the pain caused her to sweat coldly.

"Be honest! There is no escape!"

After finishing speaking, there was a "snap", as if the door was closed, followed by the rustling sound of iron chains.

The old woman leaned against the things behind her and stood up slowly, her eyes were still covered by the black cloth, she couldn't see anything, but the air was very bad and there seemed to be a lot of dust.

The old woman leaned against the things behind her, and moved step by step, little by little. There were no other things, four walls, one door, no windows, no beds, tables, chairs or anything like that.

But it was all spider webs. Her hand fumbled along the wall behind her. After walking around, it was full of spider webs.

It seems that this is a useless room, and it is very small.

The old woman exhaled, and the only thing that was flexible and free in her whole body was her nose.

It sucks.

I don't know how long it took, and finally, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and it seemed that there was more than one person.

There was the sound of iron chains, and then the door was pushed open, making a 'squeak' sound.

The old woman moved slightly and turned to look at the source of the sound. Of course, she couldn't see anything.

"Untie her."

A voice sounded, somewhat familiar.

It's someone I know.

But why tie her up?

A few hands stretched out towards her, and quickly untied the black cloth covering her eyes, the hemp rope binding her hands and feet, and the cloth strips that blocked her mouth.

There was a sudden brightness in front of my eyes.

The old woman squinted her eyes and saw clearly the person standing in front not far away.

"This face looks disgusting." The man frowned.

The man in black behind him immediately stepped forward, stretched out his hand and forcefully tore off a layer of something on the old woman's face, and threw it on the ground.

The old woman, Guo Yixue's face was numb, she looked up at the man in white, and slightly parted her lips: "Second Prince."

The corners of Yunwen's mouth curled up slightly, with a half-smile: "I still remember this king, the third princess, long time no see."

She lowered her head and moved her wrist, bloody and bloody, it looked horrible, painful, and itchy.

"Second prince wants to see me, so why not go directly to the palace, why be so rude." She didn't look at him, and pulled the rough cloth on her body, the words she heard in the carriage echoed in her mind.

... "I helped her change clothes just now, tsk tsk, what should be there is still good..."

Suddenly, I felt nauseous.

The body feels cold from the heart.

Yun Wentiao glanced at the men in black behind him, and smiled lightly: "This king will teach them a lesson, the third princess, I'm tired."

Several men in black lowered their heads and knelt on one knee: "Master, forgive me."

Guo Yixue glanced at the men in black, they didn't look like the people who heard those two voices in the carriage just now.

"Second prince, what's the matter, just tell me."

Yun Wenti laughed lightly: "Well, yes, it's straightforward enough."

Suddenly, the smile on his face disappeared, his eyes were cold, and his voice was even more murderous: "Last time, Yun Qingmin escaped a catastrophe. This time..." He turned his eyes to look at her, his eyes on her Turning around over and over again: "It's up to you, Third Princess."

"Tch," Guo Yixue turned her head away, and sneered, "You don't know, he lost his memory and forgot about me, right?"

"Forgot you, so what, like this..." He approached her, step by step, until she was close to the wall, with no way out, he lowered his head slightly, and said word by word: "This way...after he remembers Isn't he in pain." He stretched out his hand and slid his fingertips across her cheek: "What do you think? The third princess?"

"That may disappoint you. You should arrest Qin Liang, not me." She frowned and looked at him in disgust.

"Qin Liang? Ha, that brainless woman?" Yun Wentiao took a step back and distanced herself from her: "The matter of asking you to leave the palace went so smoothly, she still has a little credit."

"What?" Guo Yixue shuddered and looked at him.

Qin Liang, she actually cooperated well with the Second Prince!

"Third Princess, you don't have to be angry. When Yun Qingmin remembers, that woman's life will be worse than death." Yun Wentiao turned around, walked slowly to the door, and looked back at her: "Now, Third Princess, you should worry Worry about yourself."

Guo Yixue took a deep breath, and with a slightly trembling hand, he stroked his belly: "What do you want?"

"One hour, one hour later, if Yun Qingmin hasn't appeared here..." Yun Wentick smiled and said, "This king promised those two subordinates to make them... happy."

Her eyes widened instantly, and she looked at him coldly: "Isn't it me who is at fault?"

"Those two subordinates said that the kung fu is very good. The third princess, after an hour, if you have the opportunity, please enjoy it." He shook his head: "Tsk tsk, it's a pity, this king is not interested in women with big bellies being played by others. Otherwise, you will be blessed."

Her fingertips were trembling, and her heart had dropped to zero.

"Oh, that's right," Yun Wentiao said as if he suddenly remembered something, "Third Princess, you have half an hour to move around freely. After half an hour, those two subordinates will not be so patient. , if you can escape within half an hour, it is considered your ability."

He walked out of the room, turned his back to her, and waved his hands: "Third Princess, take advantage of this opportunity, it's rare for this king to have such a bodhisattva heart."

Guo Yixue clenched her hands into fists, clenched her teeth tightly, her whole body trembled slightly, she didn't know if it was from anger, or something else.

"Don't close the door, give her half an hour, and after half an hour, you can play as you please."

Outside, Yun Wentiao's voice came.

The man in black also followed Yun Wentiao away, and for a moment, it was as if she was left alone.

Guo Yixue took a deep breath, lifted his feet, and slowly walked out of the room.

After leaving the door, I realized that this is an abandoned temple.

A lewd smile came from the right.

"Little girls, escape well, after half an hour, be careful..."

Guo Yixue turned his head and looked.

It was two men in guard clothes.

Moreover, there is a logo of the palace on this clothes.

However, these two people are not from the palace, they are very strange.