Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 133 The Dark Prison
After arriving at the so-called black prison, Ruan Mianmian understood why Hsinchu's face and eyes showed such a frightened look when it came to the black prison.

Standing at the entrance of the black prison, there was a rotten smell from the tip of his nose.Feeling nauseous, Ruan Mianmian walked in slowly, suppressing the discomfort in her heart and covering her mouth and nose with her hands.

Hsinchu followed, his body trembling slightly: "Princess, you don't need to go in. Here, the smell here"

Ruan Mianmian frowned and did not speak, but just glanced at Hsinchu lightly.

Hsinchu was taken aback for a moment, and didn't dare to speak anymore, so he could only follow behind the princess and continue walking inward.

Although this is the backyard, there are almost no people in sight.The Jiuyou Palace is very large. The backyard is located in the northwest corner of the Jiuyou Palace, and the courtyard is full of weeds.

It was obviously a breezy weather, but standing at the entrance of this dark prison, there was a creepy feeling.

The sunshine in early spring is very mild, but it still can't drive away the cold feeling at the entrance of the dark prison.

Walking in with Hsinchu step by step, there was a faint sound of ticking water inside.The feet are clean, not like the smell, full of rot.

After walking for a while, the light became weaker and weaker.It was so dark inside that it was almost impossible to see anything.Hsinchu followed the princess and stretched out her hand, pulling on the sleeve of the princess, trembling with every step she took.

I didn't know what I stepped on under my feet, and my whole body slipped suddenly.Ruan Mianmian had sharp eyes and quick hands, and reached out to grab her directly to her side.

Hsinchu had just stood firm and felt something slowly climbing up the warehouse tube.His body trembled even more, and when he looked down carefully, he saw a black shadow.

Seeing the black shadow, Hsinchu screamed loudly in fright.But before he could utter a word, Ruan Mianmian covered his mouth.

With an indifferent look in his eyes, Ruan Mianmian looked at Xinzhu coldly, and said in a low voice, "Turn around now, go back and wait outside!"

Frightened and uneasy, Hsinchu rubbed the Kuguan vigorously while shaking his voice: "No, the servant will follow the princess. Wherever the princess goes, the servant will go."

Ruan Mianmian glanced at Hsinchu, and noticed in the dark that Hsinchu's facial features were somewhat distorted, but there was a hint of stubbornness in his eyes.

She looked into the dark prison with trembling eyes, but more joy and anticipation.

Ruan Mianmian's frowned brows gradually loosened as a dark color flashed across his eyes.Helping Hsinchu to stand in a dry place next to him, Ruan Mianmian asked calmly, "Hsinchu, I'll give you a chance, why did you lead me to the dark cell?"

Hsinchu's body trembled, and he blinked his big black and white eyes in the darkness: "Wang... princess, slave... slave"

Ruan Mianmian's expression was cold, and her voice was flat, unable to detect any emotion: "I don't like people who beat around the bush."

Hsinchu was taken aback, gritted his teeth and suddenly knelt down.

Ruan Mianmian didn't help her up directly, but turned her sideways and wrinkled slightly, not looking at the dark corridor inside, thinking about what was inside, so that a girl like Xinzhu had the courage to encourage her to come here.

Hsinchu was kneeling there, next to a rotten thing that smelled disgusting. I don't know what it was at first, but now it's sticky.

Although she couldn't see clearly, her intuition told her that it was rotten things like leaves that had fallen in this passage for many years.Or, not just plant decay, but animal decay as well.

As soon as he knelt down, Hsinchu began to vomit.

Ruan Mianmian stood by and frowned and asked, "Is there someone you want to see?"

Although it was a question, the voice was very firm.

Hsinchu, who had vomited for a while, knelt on the ground with a hoarse voice: "Princess, servant... The servant really wants the princess to ask His Highness to bypass Sister Linglong. But..."

"But this servant still has selfish intentions. I don't want Mr. Cen to die here." Hsinchu gritted his teeth, and his voice was a bit difficult.

Sure enough, she guessed it right, with a look of understanding in her eyes, Ruan Mianmian looked at Hsinchu and asked, "What did you say? Mr. Cen?"

Hsinchu bowed his head and said in a low voice: "Yes, Mr. Cen."

"Which Mr. Cen?" Ruan Mianmian frowned unconsciously.

Hsinchu's voice was full of tears: "It's...it's Mr. Cen Mocen from Huancheng Cen Mansion."

There was a feeling of relief in my heart, but Cen Mo?Looking at Hsinchu again, Ruan Mianmian's voice turned cold: "How do you know people from Cen's residence?"

Hsinchu lowered his head, his long eyelashes trembling: "Slave... Numaid waited on Mr. Cen in the Cen Mansion for a long time ago."

"Later, because the servant's father brought the servant back from Jingling City to Cen's Mansion, and then sent him to Jiuyou Palace, the servant has been working here with His Highness." Hsinchu lowered his head, not daring to look into Wangfei's eyes.

What did Feng Jiuyou arrest the people from Cen's residence?
Suddenly her eyes darkened, and Ruan Mianmian asked, "Where is he?"

Hsinchu quickly raised his eyes, with a hint of joy in his eyes: "He, Mr. Cen, is inside. He didn't go into the dark prison. He is in the stone house outside."

I followed Hsinchu to the inside and found that although Hsinchu was afraid, it did not hesitate at all.While walking, Ruan Mianmian asked, "How long has he been here?"

Hsinchu pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "It's been almost two months."

Almost two months?Ruan Mianmian recalled meeting Cen Mo during the Mid-Autumn Festival. At that time, Cen Mo rushed back to Huancheng after celebrating the queen mother's birthday on behalf of the Cen family.

There were many doubts in her heart, so Ruan Mianmian didn't ask any more questions, until she followed Hsinchu to the stone house and saw Cen Mo lying on the ground without any movement, her brows were suddenly frowned.

"Xinzhu, if you want him to live, go find some medicine for internal injuries!"

Hsinchu was taken aback, nodded quickly, and turned around quickly.After walking two steps, he whispered again: "Princess, go forward another 30 meters, Sister Linglong is over there."

Compared with the environment outside just now, this stone house is quite clean.But there was no light, and the oil lamp was only on, so I didn't know what time it was outside.

The stone house was not locked, and it seemed that he was not afraid of the people in the house escaping at all.In fact, seeing Cen Mo's situation, he was not afraid at all that he would have the strength to escape.

There was no wound on his body, so Ruan Mianmian walked over and knelt down beside him.The clothes are clean, but the pulse is weak.

Stretching out his hand, he took a breath, which was very clear.

Ruan Mianmian frowned and looked at Cen Mo, whose brows were furrowed tightly, his face was bloodless, his lips were chapped and his lips were bluish purple, and he stretched out his hand to push him, "Cen Mo."

The people on the ground didn't respond at all. Although the stone house was clean, there was a cold air everywhere.Lying on the ground like this, the cold enters the body.

Helping Cen Mo up from the ground, Ruan Mianmian didn't dare to use his skills to adjust Cen Mo's breath because he thought it was a black prison.The only thing I can do is to wait for Hsinchu to find the medicine.

Although he couldn't heal Cen Mo openly, but holding his hand, Ruan Mianmian worked secretly to transfer the zhenqi in his body to Cen Mo's body little by little.

We can't let anyone see that Cen Mo's body has recovered a bit. If Feng Jiuyou finds out, it will only make things more difficult.

It would be unwise to take Cen Mo away at this time, a place like a black prison would not be unguarded.

I didn't encounter any obstacles when I came here just now, or Feng Jiuyou was too confident, and I was sure no one would find this place.Or it was the dark guards who were guarding near the black prison, not worried about someone coming and taking them away.

Rather than believing in the former, Ruan Mianmian is more willing to believe in the latter.After an unknown amount of time, Ruan Mianmian quickly withdrew her hand when she heard hurried footsteps outside.

(End of this chapter)