concubine, you cant do

Chapter 301: A Remembrance of an Old Friend (1)
"If you don't even know how to serve people, what's the use of it?" The man in black raised his hand, and the man who was lying on the woman got up and stepped back.

And the man is a eunuch.The woman was covered with bruises and bleeding.Shocking and desolate.

A few days ago, on a rainy night, there was a youthful and peaceful woman, who was treated like this, the heavens were unfair, and tears were poured down...

Leng Yannuo tilted her head and didn't look at the woman on the ground. She had seen this situation at a glance just now, but she just covered this scene in her eyes calmly.

Because, at this time, the distance between her and Frost is so far, if Frost can't bear it, if there is a slight movement, the people hidden in the dark all around will definitely be pulled down.

Any change will cause a big change in the tense situation. There is no room for cold words to think about whether to save the woman on the ground, or whether to take revenge now. In her previous life, she was a businessman, and she knew how to weigh the pros and cons, and knew how to maximize the benefits. Now Revenge is impossible, all living beings are equal, and it is impossible to save that woman. Right now, she only hopes that Frost will not act rashly.

If she could really take revenge impulsively, she would have rushed down to kill King An just now, but...at least not now.

So, Leng Yannuo just looked at Frost so steadfastly, and Frost finally looked over and saw Leng Yannuo looking at her earnestly and expectantly in her eyes that were always as bright as stars, looking at her. The young lady who has always been aloof, seemingly meek, but looked down on all sentient beings looked at her with humility.

Expecting her not to act rashly, now is not the time, begging her not to gamble with her life is useless.

Frost gritted her teeth, and swallowed the mist that rose from her eyes because of anger and friendship. Xiangye, at the beginning, Xiangye, didn't she... She finally understood why Miss asked her to stay outside, Miss, she had suspected it for a long time Is it... Frost looked at Leng Yannuo like that, hoping for an answer from her.

Leng Yannuo nodded lightly...don't move, Frost, there are many ambushes around...

On the other hand, the woman on the ground was moaning, as if she had breathed out more than breathed in, and the faces of the guards around her did not move. It was obvious that such things had become normal.

"My lord, this..." A guard at the side stepped forward and pointed at the woman on the ground, waiting for the black robe to show.

The black robe just glanced at the woman on the ground emotionlessly, "Drag it on, if you die, you will be sent to the mass grave, if you don't die, you will be sent to Sanliu Alley." His voice was rough and cold, without any warmth.

The woman on the ground was already drowning for breath. She heard the sound of the black robe, and just opened her eyes. It seemed that it took a long time for her eyes to regain focus. Then she tried her best to turn over, crawled slowly towards the black robe, and said The voice is low and faintly audible.

"Black robe... my lord... I know I'm wrong, please let me go... I won't dare in the future, from now on... you ask me to serve anyone, I will... serve anyone, I am obedient, obedient ..." The voice was broken, and it was extremely pitiful and sad.

On a moonlit night, the woman's body was covered in bruises mixed with bloodstains crawling all the way, pitiful and pathetic, crying and begging for a way out for the rest of her life.

The begged man looked at the woman crawling all the way, and a bloodthirsty smile seemed to flash across the face hidden under the mask. The smile was so enchanting and desolate. He squatted down gently, grabbed the woman's hair, The voice was almost ferocious and distorted, "Now that I know how to ask for help, if I had known this before, why would I still be so steadfast, I am not being played by someone, and, besides, I was played by an eunuch...Hmph...I don't want to be good, but I want to If you are reduced to mud, you will be to blame." Heipao said and slammed the woman's head to the side, then got up, clapped her hands, and walked out of the courtyard.

Leng Yannuo breathed a sigh of relief, after the matter was over, when those people left with the man in black, she and Hanshuang would quietly leave again...

"Broken." A soft sound was especially clear in the windy night that suddenly fell silent.

The black robe stopped, turned around and looked at the woman lying on the ground, there seemed to be a hint of doubt on the face hidden under the mask.

At this moment, the corner of the woman's mouth was bruised, and she raised her head to look at the black robe. She was very timid, almost shivering in fear, and was covering her body with the clothes next to her. Perhaps the grass on the ground was too sharp, and the clothes were too slippery. , the sound of "broken" came from a tiny opening where the clothes were being torn.

"Hmph." The man in black looked at the woman with extreme disgust, and turned to leave.

On the roof, Leng Yannuo and Frost also looked at the woman with doubts in their eyes, but compared to Frost, Leng Yannuo was more cautious.

The sound just now was soft, but only Leng Yannuo saw it, and Frost knew that it was a very slight gravel that almost fell because of Frost's disordered breath. Covered by the light crumbling sound of the clothes and the seamless seams that cover the connection, it is really impossible to recognize except for the person concerned, or the martial arts have reached a desperate stage.

"Pounce." The sound of a knife sinking into the flesh sounded in the yard immediately after.

Leng Yannuo and Hanshuang looked at each other and suddenly turned to the yard.

I saw that the poor and frail woman, who could be blown down by a gust of wind, somehow got the strength from where, and a delicate dagger came from nowhere, and it was piercing into the calf of the black robe who was about to step forward.

The dagger was inserted into the calf of the black robe for only a moment, and there seemed to be a flash of white light. The hand turned around and swiped downward, as if to cut through the night and the bloody ground. Pouring the woman's face and body.

Everything changed in just an instant, the black robe was furious, endured the pain, and kicked the woman's shoulder directly with the other kick, and the surrounding guards also surrounded him after a moment of shock, the woman slid across the air with a line of blood and then broke. The swaying kite swayed and landed heavily on the side wall.

On the top of the wall, it was Hanshuang's delicate eyes looking down.

Frost looked at the woman, who was on the verge of death at this time, and she seemed to crack a smile in the direction of Frost when she raised her eyes.

That smile, with his back to the black robe and the guards, that smile is particularly dazzling in the slight wind and in the clear moonlight, like the despair of life, but also like infinite turning points, but there is no half-prayer, it seems to be bright and upright Cut through the sky.

That smile was so beautiful and stern, it didn't look like asking for help, but rather like she was giving all her strength in her life to protect her only pride when facing death. It's like a ghost.

Leng Yannuo watched the woman smile, looked at the moment when Frost and the woman looked at each other, looked at Frost's clenched and white knuckles, it was more like looking at Frost's tangled and hard-pressed heart.

Leng Yannuo closed her eyes, if Xiangye at that time could meet two people like her...

However, this side looked at each other for a moment, and their thoughts turned back and forth. On the other side, the black robe was already on his leg, and the blood was gone, and he was slowly pacing over, step by step, looking at the woman angrily and calmly, step by step. , the line of blood snaked behind him like a road, covering up the bloodstains that the woman had dragged.

(End of this chapter)