Fake daughters are wealthy

Guan Yan was in pain all over her body, and the pierced lute bone almost killed her half. Her forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and her pale lips barely let out a word of begging for mercy.

Looking at the empty underground cell, listening to the damp and cold sound of dripping water, a fishy sweetness rose in her throat.

She couldn't hold back, gritted her teeth and spat out black blood.

At this moment, Guan Yan's hands were hung above his head, and he couldn't wipe off the blood remaining around his mouth. He moved his neck uncomfortably, and said hoarsely, "Tsk, it's really bad luck."

She didn't expect Nike and Uncle Dumb to betray her.

The person who had risked his life to save her once seemed to be a different person, and knew how to tamper with her tea.

Guan Yan's mood is extremely complicated.

She could probably guess why the two were driven by Nie Qingru.

It must be that Nie Qingru used those people in the slum area to threaten Nike, forcing them to come to the illegal area to set up a trap to trap him.

She doesn't hate nike for making the choice.

She just couldn't forgive.

Obviously, as long as they contact her and tell her clearly about the slums, she can find a way to help solve the difficulties.

But neither Nike nor Uncle Dumb did that... At the critical moment, they only believed in themselves, not her.Guan Yan recalled that he had once been fascinated by that person, and now he smiled wryly, thankfully he didn't tell the other person about his feelings due to his dangerous status of drifting in wind and rain, otherwise she would definitely look

Even more pitiful.

The small movement of her smile touched the wound again, Guan Yan grinned and moved again, observing the surrounding environment.

There was only one dim light in the dark cell. The light bulb was covered with a lot of dust, and the light emitted was gray.

She can only see the situation within ten meters of herself.

There are water leaks and cobwebs all over the place, it can be seen that it has not been used in a long time.In front of her was a row of brutal instruments of torture, some of which still had blood on them.

These were the instruments of torture she had just experienced.The rest will never be seen again.

Guan Yan smiled bitterly when she saw this, wondering if she was a rare "use of waste" by the Hermit Family and Nie Qingru.

However, it is clear that her current situation is too miserable, and she is not qualified to care about these things.

**

It was dark outside.

Shadow came out of the dark cell, went back to his room, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and went to the manor to find his master.

When he went in, someone just went out.

The two parties meet.

The man lowered his eyelids and greeted him fearfully: "Master Shadow."

"Um."

The shadow passed him by, and went straight in to find someone.

This manor has been idle for a long time, and the decoration inside is all in the luxurious European court style according to Nie Qingru's preference.

The huge crystal chandelier in the center of the living room hangs down layer by layer, reflecting the brilliant beauty in the lights, which is the gorgeous and decadent style that Nie Qingru has always liked.

Shadow stepped on the cold marble floor and approached, and saw the always strong woman sitting on the European-style sofa with her eyes closed and pressing her temples.

There was an undisguised exhaustion on his face.

Shadow's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly lowered his head in some discomfort and shouted, "Queen, I'm here."

The person on the sofa didn't respond.

"Empress?" "..." Nie Qingru is getting old, and her spirits are unavoidable. In addition, she has been worrying about the affairs of the capital city and Zhai Xicheng during this period of time, so she has aged a lot with the naked eye.

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