The white dress was dyed with blood-red vines, which looked alluring and weird under the dim oil lamp in the corner. Ye Luo bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from making a sound, and let Murong, who was already crazy, fall with his whip after whip.
She was already numb from the pain all over her body.
Her thoughts slowly blurred, and her soul seemed to be withdrawn from her body. Ye Luo was shocked to find that her eyes could see. She seemed to see herself lying in a pool of blood. No, that person was her but not her, that person
Although the woman looked the same as her, she did not remember that she had such a dress. Although the white dress was stained with blood, she could still tell that it looked like something from a costume drama.
Looking at the scars on the woman's body, Ye Luo felt extremely painful in his heart. He hugged his shoulders tightly. Yes, the woman lying in a pool of blood was herself. Her name was Ye Luo. The small letters were floating around. She was the Ye family.
Miss.
Suddenly, his whole body felt cold, and the wound was even more painful. Ye Luo slowly opened his eyes, and water flowed into his eyes along his hair. Ye Luo could only close his eyes for a while and wait for the water on his head to dry up before opening them.
Opening his eyes, this woman dared to splash cold water on her. Ye Luo glared at Murong Lian fiercely.
Although she knew that Ye Luo couldn't see anything, Murong Lian couldn't help but step back when she glared at her. This look was so familiar, and the image of someone who looked like an immortal appeared in Murong Lian's mind.
Man, only he has such cold eyes.
Murong Lian felt even more uncomfortable in her heart. She raised the whip in her hand and tried to throw it at Ye Luo. But this time she unexpectedly did not hear any sound. Murong Lian looked at the man in front of her angrily. Even he had to protect this person.
woman.
"That's enough, I don't care how you treat her, just remember not to miss important things." Mo Haoyan grabbed the whip with one hand and glanced at Ye Luo who was covered in blood complicatedly.
Ye Luo's consciousness was a little blurry, and she tried hard to stay awake. The man's voice was low and hoarse, obviously hiding his true voice. But no matter who the person was, if she guessed correctly, things should have changed.
Is this night destined to be uneventful?
"Yan, even you have to stop me." Murong Lian put down the whip in her hand, looked at the visitor aggrievedly, and sat on a stool nearby with a lonely expression.
It turned out to be him. In that case, what's the point of me helping you? Ye Luo kicked off one of his embroidered shoes when the two of them weren't paying attention. He kicked it based on his memory. Under the lonely oil lamp, the bloody embroidered shoe looked desolate.
lying unnoticed behind a pile of firewood.
"Lian'er, now is not the time to lose your temper. After I get the things, I will leave her to you and do whatever you want with her." Mo Haoyan advised patiently.
Ye Luo was a little surprised by the tone of Mo Haoyan's words to Murong Lian. She was not surprised by the intrigue between the two. Back then, the Listening Palace had worked hard on Murong Lian. When she learned about the relationship between the two, she understood it after just a little thought.
The key to this.
She always thought that the two of them were just playing along and taking advantage of each other. She thought that the person Murong Lian loved was Mo Yichen, so he was so crazy about her just now. For Mo Haoyan, she only pretended to have feelings for him after being threatened. And Mo Haoyan was forced to pretend to have feelings for him.
Not to mention Hao Yan, he just wanted to use Murong Lian to get the information he wanted. But now listening to the conversation between the two, it seems that they are truly in love. Murong Lian called him Yan, but she called him Prince Mo Yichen.
Mo Haoyan, that rough man with sharp eyes, it was hard for her to imagine that he could treat someone so tenderly.
It seemed that the relationship between the two was not as simple as she had imagined before. Could it be that they were really a pair of loving lovers? Is there anything else she didn't know about it?
Murong Lian is really a three-faced spy, which is why Mo Yichen wants to marry her. No matter what, she and Murong Lian are so close today that they dare to beat her like this. After she leaves, they must get it back.
.
"Lian'er, I'll have someone take you out of here first. Lao Liu is probably coming soon, and this woman will be transferred overnight." Mo Haoyan looked at Murong Lian seriously. He had underestimated the sick brother, but luckily for him
He left a hand and hid the person in Chen Mansion.
"What, how could he find this place?" Murong Lian shouted in surprise.
"It's too late to say anything. I was delayed just now. Time is running out. I'll have someone take you away." Mo Haoyan clapped his hands and walked in from the door. A well-dressed man in his forties walked in. He knocked on the wall a few times and opened a door.
The door opened slowly.
Murong Lian glanced at the secret door on the wall, picked up her cloak, and left with an old nanny.
Ye Luo listened to the sounds of people coming and going and didn't know what was happening. Suddenly, he was picked up by someone. He struggled subconsciously, and the injuries on his body were even more painful.
"Your Majesty, let your servants come." Chen Shangshu looked at the woman in his master's arms, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes. If it hadn't been for her, Bao'er wouldn't still be in prison.
"No problem." The hatred in Chen Shangshu's eyes could not escape his eyes. This woman would be crippled even if she was tortured by him.
The person holding her could not be Mo Haoyan. Mo Haoyan looked at the woman struggling in his arms and whispered in Ye Luo's ear, "I know you can hear it."
"Stop struggling, otherwise the wound will open." Mo Haoyan looked at the little woman who suddenly became quiet in his arms, with a flash of distress in his eyes, and took out a pill from his sleeve with one hand.
The pills were stuffed into Ye Luo's mouth when she wasn't prepared.
"Ahem, what did you feed me?" Ye Luo was suddenly stuffed with a pill. It got stuck in her throat and she choked. She tried desperately to cough it out. She lost her sense of taste. She didn't even know what she was eating.
Do not know at all.
"You are finally willing to talk. Don't worry, it's just some painkilling pills to prevent you from dying of pain and spoiling my big deal." Mo Haoyan seemed very satisfied with Ye Luo's expression and burst out laughing.
Ye Luo secretly thought about the authenticity of his words. His ears hurt from his loud laughter. He had just been tortured to death by a crazy woman, and another madman came and beat him to death and gave him another pill.
Pill, when I went out without reading the almanac, I met a group of crazy people.
Ye Luo leaned on the carriage and opened her eyes. She was afraid that she would faint. That would mean she was really at the mercy of others. The carriage made a rumble. After being carried by the man, he disappeared. He also
It was really safe to stay alone in the carriage and let a coachman watch. Ye Luo smiled and listened carefully to the movement outside. If he followed this carriage, he would probably never return.
Even if the pills he gave her were really painkillers, she would not think that she would survive in the end. What did he want from Mo Yichen?