Chapter 908 Dungeon
A man was wearing a white long gown, with a refined appearance and black hair like water, but he was holding a jasper hairpin lightly, making him look even more elegant!
The man in white was quietly playing chess with the man in front of him, and his black eyes full of smiles fell on the man in front of him from time to time, his eyes were full of inexhaustible elegance and a slight smile.

If people don't know, how can they think that such a gentle and elegant man in white clothes will be the current saint! ?

At this moment, Lord Yemo was quietly staring at the man in red sitting in front of him with a smile in his eyes.

The night wind was blowing gently, blowing the man in red in front of his eyes, his sleeves fluttering and his black hair flying, making the man who was originally as cold as ice look even more evil and unruly!
Under the dim light, that handsome face became more charming and sensual.

At this moment, the man was lowering his head and closing his eyes, thinking quietly.

The earnestness between the brows became more and more charming.

Even if he is a real brother, but seeing the handsome man in front of him, even Ye Mojun couldn't help being amazed, and the gaze that fell on Ye Mohan was even more amazed.

That appearance, as if appreciating a beautiful painting.

Ye Mohan was completely unaware of this.

At this moment, Ye Mohan was seriously playing chess pieces.

Those slender fingers gently picked up a black chess piece, and then slowly landed on the chessboard in front of him.

When he saw the black chess piece that Ye Mohan said, Lord Ye Mo was taken aback for a moment, then his brows and eyes relaxed, and he immediately smiled.

"Hehe, I lost again!"

Lord Yemo spoke and smiled softly.

Although Lord Yemo lost, there was no anger on his face.

The eyes that fell on Lord Yemo were full of helplessness and complaints.

"Han, every time you play chess with you, you will kill all your moves, and you really won't give up half a point!"

"Your Majesty, what's the point in thinking about giving in when playing chess!?"

Regarding Ye Mojun's words, Ye Mohan spoke in a low and indifferent tone.

Hearing this, Lord Yemo just smiled lightly.

"Indeed, it is because of this that I like playing chess with you the most. If I play chess with those ministers, they don't think about how to win me, but how to lose to me. Naturally, the loss is not abrupt. It's really boring!"

Speaking of this, Ye Mojun curled his red lips, and his brows were full of annoyance.

Although being a high and mighty emperor, he enjoyed the glory and wealth that others could only dream of.

However, sometimes, being an emperor is very boring!

The people who served him were all respectful, as if they were afraid that he would get angry.

If you want to hear someone's truth, it's harder than going to heaven.

It's not like being with the man in front of you, you will say whatever you want, no matter whether it is good or bad, and whether he will be angry or not.

Even so, Lord Yemo likes being with the man in front of him so much.

Thinking in his heart, Lord Yemo saw the chess game in front of him again, opened his red lips, and immediately smiled.

"Han, it's still early, shall we play the next game!?"

While talking, Ye Mojun gestured to the little eunuch who was waiting on the side to fix the chessboard again and plan to play the next game properly.

But the man sitting in front of him said in a deep voice with slightly parted red lips upon hearing the words.

"I beg the emperor to forgive me, my brother has something to do, I'm afraid I can no longer play chess with the emperor today."

Hearing Ye Mohan's words, Ye Mojun's elegant face froze for a moment, and then he frowned slightly, but it was a look of worry.

"Han, did something happen!?"

Yemo-jun spoke, and his tone couldn't hide his concern.

Compared to Ye Mojun who was full of worry, Ye Mohan's expression remained unchanged, his red lips were slightly parted, and he just said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, the emperor, for your concern. It's just a private matter for my younger brother. It doesn't matter."

"Oh, all right……"

Hearing Ye Mohan's words, and seeing Ye Mohan's handsome and cold face again, Ye Mojun, who was originally anxious, nodded slightly.

"In that case, let's play chess another day!?"

"Yes, then the younger brother will take his leave first."

Ye Mohan opened his mouth, and after saying this, he immediately stood up from his seat, then turned around and walked out of the gazebo.

Ye Mohan walked forward with steady strides.

It was rare for him to be in such a good mood today, but it ended so early.

Seeing the slender red figure leaving in a hurry, Lord Yemo sighed helplessly.

"Han is so anxious, is it because of him!?"

……

Su Jiujiu didn't know how long he had been in a coma.

Until, a gust of bone-biting cold water poured straight down from the top of her head.

Suddenly, the bone-piercing cold caused Su Jiujiu's body to shake violently, and he was sober immediately!
"Hiss, it's so cold!"

Su Jiujiu spoke, frowning and muttering.

I just felt a cold breath constantly surrounding me.

It felt like being in a cold ice cellar.

This, what the hell is going on! ?
Also, her body is so soft and powerless.

The feet are also floating, as if the heels do not touch the ground.

There was even more pain in her wrist.

Su Jiujiu was puzzled by all the feelings on his body.

Slowly opening those beautiful eyes full of sleepy pain and doubt, Su Jiujiu couldn't help but gently looked around.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, Su Jiujiu's eyes widened in fright, and he couldn't help but gasp!
At this moment, the place she was in seemed like a dungeon!
In a square room, there are no other windows except for a door.

A torch hung high on the side wall illuminated the small dungeon clearly.

Let Su Jiujiuzai take a closer look at the neatly arranged weapons placed not far in front of her...

What long needles, splints, needle beds, long whips, etc...

Looking at these various sharp weapons that were exuding a creepy cold glow under the light of the fire, Su Jiujiu could only feel that an awe-inspiring chill rushed from the soles of his feet, inch by inch, to his forehead. up...

Trembling with fear, Su Jiujiu looked down at his situation again.

Now, even the heart of death is there!

No wonder when she woke up just now, she felt that her heels were not taking up the floor, and her wrists were in severe pain. It turned out that she is now the whole person, and the whole person fell in the air with the hemp rope.

So, of course, the heel didn't take up much space, and the pain in the wrist made Su Jiujiu feel miserable.

There is also ice water dripping from his body, what the hell is going on here! ?

Puzzled in his heart, Su Jiujiu couldn't help but recall the scene before he fell into a coma...

Thinking, she played with Shitou and Li Daniu on the street for a day, and then planned to go back home, but unexpectedly, Shitou and Li Daniu went to the latrine one after another, and she stood there waiting for them.

(End of this chapter)

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