The Doctor Princess

This time, Bai Xue followed in the dungeon on the seventh floor of the Clan Mansion, because Mrs. Wang was a pregnant woman, and she didn't bring her maid with her.

Wang's footsteps became shorter and slower the closer she got to the seventh floor of the dungeon, as if a huge monster was waiting for her ahead, and her hands and feet began to tremble involuntarily.

Thinking that Mrs. Wang was afraid of the environment here, Bai Xue couldn't help persuading: "Third Madam, why don't you go back!"

"No, not back! I must see him!"

Although Bai Xue thought her words were very strange, it seemed that she was not here to seek revenge, but rather to visit the prison.

But she didn't doubt it too much, but turned around and said to the jailer: "Light up all the torches, and open the way ahead, don't scare the third lady."

She is caring, naturally, Snow White is suspicious of thinking of others, not because of her kindness, after all, it is for herself.

The footsteps gradually went in, and there was a rotten and musty smell, which made Wang feel like vomiting, but she was afraid that Bai Xue would not let her in, so she could only bear it back.

The seventh floor of the dungeon.

The head of the prison had already lit up two huge fire oil basins, and when the dark room suddenly lit up with two bright lights, the Marquis of Anyang and Marquis of Anding couldn't help squinting their eyes and turning their heads away.

After a while, after seeing the person in front of him clearly, the Marquis of Anyang remained expressionless.

Wang, he knew that Prime Minister Yan's third wife was once on his assassination list.

When Mrs. Wang came back, although he was a little surprised, he could probably guess that it was for Yan Susu, that he wanted to torture him personally, or that he wanted to stab him to death to vent his anger. Thinking about going back alive.

He could be stabbed to death with a single knife, but he should thank her for helping him escape.

"Snow White, can you let them go out and wait? I have a few words, I want to ask their brothers alone!" The moment she saw Anyanghou's face, Wang couldn't help but began to tremble all over, how desperate she wanted to die , and her dead father, the father who haunted her dreams in so many dreams, had such a face.

The same thick black eyebrows, the same deep eyes, the same thick lips, and even the height of the cheekbones are the same, not to mention the sharp and resolute face, it is exactly the same as her father's. Shouting, suppressed in the throat, the last thing to confirm, there is only one thing, only one thing, but, no one can let anyone know, in this way, my brother will admit it, but the life of myself and the child in my belly still belongs to Yan Susu, I am afraid it is She also took it in.

Mrs. Wang has been in the Yan Mansion for many years, and she has seen quite a few officials and fighters, and she naturally knows this.

Bai Xue was slightly stunned: "Spit, do we still have to avoid it?"

Wang pleaded: "Snow White, just for a while."

"Then, yourself..."

"I'll take care of myself. They're all tied up so they won't hurt me," Wang said.

Seeing this, Bai Xue didn't insist anymore. In fact, the smell here was really unpleasant, and she didn't want to stay for a long time.

"Okay, prison chief, you wait outside. The princess is waiting for you at the place yesterday. After a while, remember to help the third lady out, you know?"

"Yes, princess!" The cell boss responded, retreated to the door, and sent Bai Xue off respectfully.

While walking outside, Bai Xue muttered to the room: "What kind of weird temper is this, a pregnant woman, making such a fuss."

When all the people in the cell had retreated, Wang called tentatively with a trembling voice, "Qi'er."

Hearing the sound, Anyang Hou tensed up, looking at Wang in disbelief.

Wang's tears fell instantly, and then, like a madman, regardless of her pregnancy, she strode over, stained her saliva with a handkerchief, found the birthmark on Anyanghou's elbow accurately, and wiped it vigorously Waking up, when the dark red primer the size of a copper coin appeared in front of her eyes, her tears completely burst.

But he was suppressed and didn't dare to cry out: "Qi'er, it really is Qi'er!"

Tears fell on the wound, salty and painful, Anyang Hou finally recovered from the shock.

"What did you call me just now?"

Covering her handkerchief, Wang choked with sobs, stroking the birthmark over and over with her slender fingers.

The Marquis of Anyang couldn't bear it any longer, and he roared: "What did you call me just now?"

"Hush... woo, Qier, don't make any noise!" Marquis Anyang yelled, and Wang Shi was so frightened that his tears were finally stopped.

Marquis An Ding on the other side also looked at Wang for a moment. Compared to Marquis Anyang, he still had reason: "Mrs. Yan San, did you just call my brother Qier? How do you know about the birthmark? "

From the fact that she found the location of the birthmark accurately, Marquis Anding knew that this person was probably one of Marquis Anyang's lost relatives. He had heard Marquis Anyang say that his entire clan died under the iron hoof during the First World War. He and an older sister who were infants were taken away by their mother, but their older sister was arrested halfway, and he and his mother continued to flee. Judging from the age of the older sister described by Anyang Hou, she was almost the same as the Wang family. Could it be that ...

"Tata Tengqi!" Crying, Wang stroked Marquis Anyang's bruised cheek, no wonder he would have such a dream, Mengli's brother, his face was bloody and full of holes, it turned out that there was something real , "Tata Tengying, I am my sister, my son!"

Anyang Hou's whole body was shaken in place, and he repeated repeatedly: "Tata Tengying? Sister?"

"It's me, I'm my sister!" Wang Shi said, tears came out again, and there were tears from Marquis Anyang.

Looking at the pregnant woman in front of him in disbelief, looking at the woman who had been included in his assassination list, he really wanted to believe it, but he really couldn't believe it.

How is it possible, how is it possible.

His sister, whom he had been looking for for so many years, actually married their enemy, how could he accept this.

Moreover, Yan Susu, his own niece, almost...that night...if Yuzhong hadn't stopped her...

All of this made Anyang Hou unable to guard against him. He seemed to be hoisted in mid-air. A thin rope was tightly strangling his neck. Even if he was tortured, he would never suffer as much as he does now. .