Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng was shocked by the danger and propped up her body. Her eyes were dark, and only countless lights came in from the window.

She resisted the urge to vomit and looked around at the scenery here. It was like the deep palace courtyard and retro buildings described in the TV series. On the top were carved columns, but the patterns painted on them were gray

There was a bright and dazzling light, which seemed to come in from the huge door in front of me.

At the moment, she was lying obliquely on a soft couch, gray animal fur, surrounded by scattered items. It was obvious that this was the room for prisoners, just like the firewood room in the family in ancient China.

Ye Qingcheng held her forehead. At the moment, she still had the effect of drugs in her body. She was sleepy

But she knew that she was dangerous

She needs to get up

Ye Qingcheng sat up slowly. There was a cold marble floor on the ground. She stepped on it. Her body seemed to be scattered and shaky. The scene in front of her was shaking and superimposed

Her body was unstable, fell on the shelf next to her and hit a stool somewhere

The bright door was just ahead. Ye Qingcheng walked over and grabbed the door handle with his small hand——

"Wow -"

The sky outside is gloomy, but very bright, which is obviously a sign of sunny after rain.

Outside is a not small yard, with 7 or 8 thick bamboo poles, which are full of white quilts and towels. An old woman is bent and washing something

The wind is very cool. After the heavy rain, there is dense moss on the ground of Qingshiban. The wind outside is slightly cool. She only wears a thin skirt. At the moment, it seems that there is a cold wind pouring in

"Where is the exit...?"

"Here, turn right, it's the side door."

The old man didn't raise his head. He kept his head down and washed a basin of invisible towels.

Ye Qingcheng nodded slightly. She didn't know if the old man saw it. Her footsteps shook and walked to the right.

There are many large VATS in the corner of the yard. The cover of the jar is dripping water.

The heavy rain is beginning to clear up, but the air here is damp and stuffy, which spoils the taste of something.

Ye Qingcheng shook his head and slowly supported the wall towards the right. There was a small door through which one could see the green slate wall opposite and the green moss on it.

Her steps were somewhat vain, but her eyes could see the scene clearly. She went out. It was a narrow alley. It was a slightly wider alley when she turned out.

There are beggars kneeling on the ground outside, holding out broken bowls, and ye Qingcheng pressed his head slightly. Why does it look so... Not like s city?

S city is a big city. There has never been such a place

"Where is this?" she staggered over and asked the man kneeling there begging.

"Oh, this is the darkest place in the world..." when the dusty man looked up and saw Ye Qingcheng, a ray of fear suddenly flashed in his eyes, "you, you... What do you need...?"

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