After all, Leng Yuhan's action was a step too late. Because while Leng Yuhan was trying to find out the secret of the carved characters, a horrific and bloody scene had already begun in the Liu Mansion dungeon.

"Master, master, slave, slave, I did my best."

Next to Ran Mofeng, the waiter was lying dying, with blood marks all over his body from the whip.

"Uh! Uh!"

Holding the waiter's body, Ran Mofeng's eyes were filled with tears. For such a young child, in order to protect himself, Liu Meier's people beat him with scars and his life was in danger. Ran Mofeng had a thousand thoughts in his heart.

I'm sorry but I just can't say it.[

"Master, don't worry, master. When I picked up the car, I already told the other people to inform the prince to come and rescue you. As long as the master talks softly and fights with them to buy time, I believe that I can wait until the prince comes."

The waiter gasped for breath to persuade Ran Mofeng, who was stubborn and refused to bow his head. The blood stains on his body kept flowing out and stained the straw on the ground. The red and orange colors contrasted with each other, making it dazzling and beautiful.

"Uh! Uh!"

After hearing what the waiter said, Ran Mofeng shook his head desperately and shed tears.

"Master, slave, slave is sincere to the master and never disobeys the master's words. When we were camping in the tent, the slave was just a little cautious so that the man would not be wary of the slave. Slave, slave, loyal! Loyal, loyal!"

"Uh! Uh!"

Covering the waiter's mouth, Ran Mofeng kept nodding his head and sobbing.

"Let me, let me finish. Master, the prince is actually very kind to you. Because, for your willingness, I will not stay with other masters every night. We, our Huangfeng Kingdom, are too, too few

A wife like the prince is now a master. Slave, this slave is good, I really envy my master, but it’s a pity that I don’t have this slave, I have no chance to marry. I’m hurt, I’m sad…”

At the end of a word, there are two lines of clear tears, three points of sadness, the four bodies are weak and cold, the five senses are misty, the six colors are gone, the seven souls have gone back, the lonely soul is empty and sad, and the youth is regretted!

"Uh! Uh!"

The only response to the waiter were the tears and helplessness that Ran Mofeng wanted to save with all his strength.

"Ha! What kind of master-servant love is this played by the seventh brother?"

Outside the cell, five people walked in together, three men and two women. The women were Liu Meier and Miss Xiao Qiao, who was sent to Longliang by Leng Yuhan. The men were Ran Yiri, the prince of Longliang, Liu Rumei from the Liu family, and

There is a man in white clothes wearing a white veil.

The man in white had a cold look on his face, and his whole body was wrapped in a cold and fierce murderous aura. He stood behind everyone and stared at Ran Mofeng who was crying into tears.

Is it him? Is he the prince's man?

Ran Mofeng recognized at a glance that the man in white in front of him was the man who fed him a Bailu Huipou Pill in the abandoned garden that day.

"Seventh Prince, didn't you hear what the prince asked you? Why didn't you reply?"

Liu Rumei stood behind Ran Yiri, smiling meanly.

Ran Mofeng didn't look at Liu Rumei, but just stared at the man in white standing at the back.[

"Mo Yan, seventh brother seems to prefer you?"

Ran Yiri looked back at the man in white and said deliberately.

"Haha, the prince is wrong. That's not love, it's hate!"

The man in white smiled lightly, his eyes were shining, exuding a cool and coquettish look, and he was very beautiful.

"Hate? Hahaha! If it hadn't been for a useless seventh brother like you, how could I, the prince, have felt such heartbreaking hatred for the subjugation of my country?"

As long as he waits ten more days, the old guy will abdicate to him, but now? Nothing. Ran Yiri walked up to Ran Mofeng, raised his head and laughed.

He quietly stepped back and put some distance between himself and Ran Yiri. Ran Mofeng was very afraid that Ran Yiri would become so angry that he would kick him in the stomach.

"Haha! Are you afraid? What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will hurt your evil beast?"

Ran Yiri smiled and stretched her palm towards Ran Mofeng's belly, which frightened Ran Mofeng so much that he retreated repeatedly, feeling pain in his stomach.

"Haha! Are you really afraid? Is it as scary as losing the throne? Is it as scary as losing the world?"

Ran Yiri followed step by step, her smile twisted and inexplicably weird.

"Ugh!"

Ran Mofeng's back pressed against the wall, and he had no way to retreat. He could only watch as Ran Yiri approached step by step.

"Run away again! Run away again! See if you can escape from the palm of this prince! Hahaha!"

Raising his hand, he grabbed Ran Mofeng's neck and lifted it up little by little. Ran Yiri gritted her teeth and smiled arrogantly!

"don't want!"

"don't want!"

Two women in the cell yelled and ran over at the same time. One pulled Ran Yiri and pinched Ran Mofeng's arm, while the other hugged Ran Yiri's leg and humbly begged for mercy.

"Concubine Qiao, the prince can understand Meier's behavior, but why do you do this?"
Chapter completed!