rich little concubine

Xuehe came to the study, and a depressive breath came over his face.

Since the prince of his family locked the princess in the execution room, he sat quietly in the study all night.

"How does the prince plan to deal with the princess?" He asked boldly, the place was extremely hot in summer, and the air was cloudy, and it was easy to get sick after being locked up for a long time.

"What's the matter with the little girl?" Ran Mo Feng asked without answering, referring to Luan'er.

"Miss Luan'er is fine now with the wonderful hands of the miraculous doctor."

After a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth again: "What about him?" There was finally a crack on the seemingly expressionless face, and the question was naturally the person he was thinking of.

"Who is the lord asking?" Xuehe deliberately asked in a serious manner. When he asked just now, the lord wanted to save face and refused to answer, but now he has come back.

However, Mo's cover color darkened: "When did you learn Yijing's little thoughts?" The conversation changed, and he said, "When the dust settles, this king will find a good family for Yijing, what do you think? ?”

Xue He pursed his lips tightly, was shocked in his heart, and knelt down on one knee: "Forgive me, my lord, my subordinates went to check just now, the princess is not noisy, she is very quiet."

"Close him up for a few days and let him reflect on himself. No matter how much this king spoils him, he won't allow him to be so presumptuous." Especially hugging a woman in front of him, and kneeling down to plead for others.

"Yes."

Poor Ji Ziyang, it's just that he is eager to save people, so he has such a skinny relative, which can overturn the old vinegar, and suffer such an unjust crime.

"Wait!" The blood river was about to retreat, and was called back by the uncertain prince, with a frosty face and said: "Put Miss Ji San in too! The princess who wants to harm the king, treat the king as a display No!"

"Yes." Xuehe took the lead.

In the yard at the other end, Ji Yaoer's master and servant are very happy.

Sitting in front of the vanity mirror, Ji Yao'er carefully painted her eyebrows, her eyes were full of tenderness and charm, her red lips were smeared with lip balm, adding to her temptation.

But under the beauty's skin, there is a vicious heart.

"Miss is so pretty." The servant girl carefully combed her hair behind her, with a flattering expression, and said: "Ji Ziyang is really lucky, there are so many snakes, and none of them bit him, but last night he did it for her." She offended the lord by saving the maid around her, and now she is locked up by the lord, the young lady's good life is coming."

The corners of Ji Yao'er's mouth turned even higher. Although she missed her hand, she didn't expect that the other party was rushing to die. God really wanted to help him.

"Miss, oh, no—from now on, I should be called Miss Wangfei, and my maidservant greets Wangfei!" The words from the little maid's mouth were sweeter than each sentence, and she respectfully greeted Ji Yaoer as if she were saluting for a princess. A salute.

Ji Yao'er smiled even more heartily: "You are the only one with a sweet mouth!"

Not long after the master and servant were satisfied, Xuehe came with two guards.

"Master Xuehe came here in person, but the prince called me over?" Ji Yao'er lowered her head and shyly greeted her, the joy in her heart was fully reflected on her face.

Xuehe frowned, didn't even bother to give an extra cold snort, and waved directly at the guard behind him: "Take it away!"

Ji Yaoer was held up by two guards, and she realized that they were here to arrest her: "You...where are you taking me!"

"The torture chamber!"

Isn't that where Ji Ziyang went? !If she didn't go, Ji Yao'er's complacent face was already panicked, she was shocked and angry: "Why arrest me, what mistake did I make? Where is the prince? I want to see the prince?"

"My lord, you can see him whenever you want." The guard shouted loudly, all of them were people whose hands were stained with blood by the lord's hands, and the murderous spirit of this drink immediately scared the other party out of their wits.

The maid serving Ji Yao'er knelt on the ground and shook like a sugar sieve, she didn't have the cleverness of her sweet words before, seeing the young lady was taken away just like that.

Ji Yao'er was already guilty, and she was even more frightened along the way. Her delicate and ruddy face was already as pale as paper, and she didn't dare to yell any more, and asked tremblingly, "My lord...what is the meaning of this?" ?”

"Deliberately murdering the princess is a capital crime!"

"I... I didn't, I really didn't..." Ji Yaoer panicked and denied: "He Ji Ziyang offended the prince himself, why did he insist on dragging me into the water, I didn't do anything!"

"Noisy!"

Xue He frowned, and a guard took out a lump from his arms and stuffed it into her mouth.

Another guard was curious: "What is this? Why does it still have a smell?"

The man smiled embarrassedly: "I haven't washed the socks from last night."

Ji Yao'er couldn't help nausea, her mouth was sobbing and she couldn't speak, her hatred for Ji Ziyang was getting deeper and deeper,

Those powders had long since drifted away without a trace, and she dealt with the clothes she wore that day. Although the method was simple, the advantage was that she could find no traces. It must be Ji Ziyang who was talking nonsense in front of the prince!

Not to mention stealing her sweetheart, but also causing her to fall to this point!

She wants to see how much better Ji Ziyang is in the torture room than her!

The guards threw her into the torture chamber and handed her over to the guards inside, taking away the socks along the way.

When Ji Yao'er saw those instruments of torture, she was horrified and untenable, she vomited again and again, chills and fear crawled to the top of her head, but before being dragged into the iron gate, she stubbornly resisted the discomfort and shouted to see the princess.

The man dragged her to another iron door, and said impatiently: "Look, go to the next door and stay with me after you finish reading, otherwise you won't be able to bear any torture instrument!"

Ji Yao'er looked through the gap, and saw a person lying in the corner, with messy hair scattered on her chest, covering half of her cheeks, the exposed half of her face was still stained with blood, and her eyes were empty Godless.

The thin underclothes on his body can no longer be seen clearly, only the blood-stained welts are particularly clear.

Distressed and dying.

Ji Yaoer burst into laughter instantly, good!good!Ji Ziyang's end like this made her feel extremely happy, and she was afraid that she would die in a few days!

He is a concubine who has left the Ji family, her life is in the hands of the prince, and she is the third lady of the Ji family, and she has not left the cabinet, and her father is a third-rank official. No matter how the prince punishes her, she will definitely not kill her .

Although she was afraid, she calmed down after thinking about it afterwards. Seeing Ji Ziyang's appearance now, she even forgot her situation and laughed so unsatisfactorily!

"Get out of the way!" Suddenly, a guard rushed over and knocked her to the ground!

"What are you doing!" Ji Yaoer was annoyed.

The guard didn't bother to look at her, and greeted the people next to him: "Open the door, open the door, Master Xuehe has already left!"

I saw the two people quickly walked into the room where Ji Ziyang was held, helped him up attentively, and smiled respectfully and flatteringly: "Princess, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Ji Ziyang pushed back his loose hair, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just some chicken blood! It's hard for you!"

"Where is the princess, it should be done." The superiors don't speak, and they don't want to use torture indiscriminately, but they are too kind to people and they are afraid that they will not be able to explain it, so they made such a statement.

One of the guards went outside to fetch a basin of water, twisted a handkerchief and handed it to Ji Ziyang.

That look of being alive and kicking...how can it be the look of being tortured... Ji Yaoer looked at everything in front of her in disbelief, dumbstruck, unable to react in time.

how can that be!

"You...you..." Ji Yao'er lay on the ground and stared round her eyes, unable to speak a complete sentence.

Ji Ziyang walked out of the iron gate calmly, patted the dust on his body, and smiled unbearably: "Hey~ Isn't this my third sister, third sister is still here to play, it's really nice. "

Ji Yaoer's lips trembled with anger.

One goes in and one goes out.

The table that had been put away hastily before was opened again, several guards gathered together again, and the chief interrogator poured a cup of tea and respectfully invited Ji Ziyang to take a seat.

"Wangfei, tell me quickly, how did you practice your magical skills? How can you even out of a leopard!" Everyone has been taught by the princess these days, and won a lot of money outside, and they all admire the princess.

Ji Ziyang raised the corners of his mouth, hooked his fingers, and when everyone got closer, he pointed to the cubicle where Ji Yaoer was staying, and sighed: "My third sister is staring at me, so what? Etiquette cannot be abolished, how could I teach you these low-level tricks in front of my third sister."

That being said, his eyes did not say so.

The leader of the interrogation understood, and gave a guard a wink, the guard immediately understood, and smiled sinisterly: "This... the princess may have admitted a mistake, how could she, a prisoner imprisoned by the prince, be the third sister of the princess?" , Princess, please look carefully!"

As soon as the guard waved, he led another person to open the iron door, and the woman's terrified screams and slaps (don't get it wrong, it's a slap) came out immediately and clearly.

"Tut tsk tsk..." Ji Ziyang gritted his teeth, as if his face hurt like a slap, but he said in his mouth, "Didn't you have any lunch?"

Immediately, the voice inside became louder, and even Ji Yaoer's crying and whimpering could not be heard.

After a while, the two guards dragged him out, threw him on the ground, and said to Ji Ziyang, "Princess, look, this is your third sister?"

Ji Ziyang frowned and looked around, looking at the man on the ground with a swollen nose and a swollen face, with an exaggerated expression: "Oh, look at my eyes, I really misread it!"

Pfft—the person on the ground spat out a mouthful of blood, and immediately passed out.

Ji Ziyang ate and drank here, took in apprentices, and taught him how to gamble. He was very happy, but his heart was empty after all.

He figured it out!

Yes, he fell in love with Ran Mofeng, and fell in love with the aloof King Zhenbei, that's why he often thinks about him and misses him.

He will be happy when he cares for him in every possible way. Although he has hurt him so badly and humiliated him, but he can't say that he can let go when he likes someone. Even if he hates him in every way, he can't erase his love His growing feelings.

But his liking, his love has never been humble, what kind of concubine Lao Shizi, he is not doing it anymore!

With a groan, counting the days, it was only a few days before he went out.

Ran Mofeng, you bastard!I'm going to run away!