The seventh floor dungeon of the clan mansion, Bai Xue followed in this time because Wang was a pregnant woman, and she was still a pregnant woman who didn’t bring her maid with her.
The closer Wang's footsteps were to the seventh floor dungeon, the shorter and slower it became, as if there was a huge monster waiting for her in front of her, and her hands and feet began to tremble involuntarily.
Thinking that Wang was afraid of the environment here, Bai Xue couldn't help but persuade: "Third Madam, why not go back!"
"No, I won't reply! I must see him!"
Although Bai Xue thought her words were very strange, she seemed not to be here to seek revenge, but to visit prison.
But she didn't doubt it too much, but turned to the prison head and said, "Look up all the torches and open the way forward, don't scare the third lady."
She is considerate, and naturally, Snow White will be suspicious of thinking about others, not because she is kind, but after all, it is for herself.
As her steps gradually moved in, a smell of rottenness and mold. Wang couldn't help but want to vomit, but she was afraid that Bai Xue would not let her in when she saw this, so she could only endure it.
The seventh floor of the dungeon.
The prisoner had already lit up two huge turbulent basins. When the dark room suddenly lit up two clusters of bright lights. Marquis Anyang and Marquis Anding could not help but squint their eyes and turned their heads away.
After a while, after seeing the person in front of him, Anyang Hou had no expression on his face.
Wang, he recognized that Prime Minister Yan's third wife was once a member of his assassination list.
Although Wang came back, he was a little surprised, but probably guessed that it was just for Yan Susu to torture him personally, or wanted to stab him to death to vent his anger. It was casual. Anyway, after entering here, he wouldn't have it.
Thinking of going back alive.
He would thank her for being stabbed to death with one knife and help him get rid of it.
"Snow White, can you let them go out and wait? I have a few words to ask their brothers alone!" The moment he saw Anyang Hou's face, Wang couldn't help but start trembling all over, and he wanted to die.
, And her dead father, whom she dreamed about in many dreams, had such a face.
The same dark eyebrows, the same deep eyes, the same thick lips, and even the height of the protruding cheekbones is exactly the same. Not to mention the face with a clear and resolute outline, it is exactly the same as my father's. Her surprise
I was suppressed in my throat. In the end, I had to confirm that there was only one, only one, but I couldn't let anyone cicada go. In this way, my brother recognized it, but I still have the lives of the child in my womb. I'm afraid it's
She will also get caught in.
Wang has been in the Yan Mansion for many years, and many officials and families have seen many fighters, so he naturally knows this.
Bai Xueweiling: "If you spit, do we still need to avoid it?"
Wang begged: "Snow White, just a moment."
"Then, you..."
"I will take good care of myself. They are tied up and cannot hurt me." Wang said.
Seeing this, Bai Xue stopped insisting. In fact, the smell here smelled so bad, and she didn't want to stay for a long time.
"Okay, prison master, you are waiting outside. I will wait for you in the place yesterday. For a while, remember to help the third lady out, do you know?"
"Yes, princess!" The prison head responded and retreated to the door, sending Bai Xue to the honorable sent.
As he walked out, the house beside the snow was muttering: "What a weird temper, a pregnant woman, she's so troubled."
After the people in the cell retreated, Wang trembled and called out tentatively: "Qi'er."
Hearing the sound, Anyang Hou became tense and looked at Wang in disbelief.
Wang's tears fell in an instant, and then, she went crazy and ignored her pregnancy. She ran over, stained her saliva with a veil, accurately found the location of Anyang Hou's birthmark, and wiped it hard.
When the dark red tip of the size of a copper coin suddenly appeared in front of her, her tears completely broke.
But he was suppressed and did not dare to cry: "Qi'er, it's Qi'er!"
Tears fell on the wound, salty and painful, and Anyang Hou finally returned to his senses from the shock.
"What did you call me just now?"
Covering the veil, Wang couldn't cry, and his slender fingers stroked the birthmark over and over again.
The Marquis of Anyang couldn't help but shouted: "What did you call me just now?"
"Shhh... Woo, don't make noise!" Anyang Hou's roar made Wang frightened, and his tears finally stopped.
On the other side, Marquis Anding looked at Wang for a moment. Compared with Marquis Anyang, he was still rational: "Madam Yan San, are you calling my brother Qi'er just now? How do you know the birthmark?
”
From the fact that she found the birthmark accurately, Anding Hou knew that this person was probably one of the lost relatives of Anyang Hou. He heard that Anyang Hou said that in the war that in the past, his entire tribe died under the iron hoof.
In his infancy, he and an older sister were taken out by his mother, but his sister was arrested halfway through, and he and his mother continued to flee. Judging from the age of his sister described by Anyang Hou, they were almost the same as Wang. Could it be that
...
"Tata Tengqi!" Wang cried and stroked Anyang Hou's scarred cheek. No wonder he had such a dream. His fierce brother had a bloody face and was covered in holes. It turned out that something was true.
, "Tatateng, I am my sister, Qi'er!"
The Marquis of Anyang was shocked and repeated in a daze: "Tatatengying? Sister?"
"It's me, I'm my sister!" Wang said, and tears surged out again, and the tears of Anyang Hou were also brought out.
He looked at the pregnant woman in front of him in disbelief, and looked at the woman who had been listed on the assassination list by him. He wanted to believe it, but he really couldn't believe it.
How is it possible, how is it possible.
His sister, whom he had been looking for for so many years, actually married their enemy, and asked him how to accept this.
Moreover, Yan Susu, his niece, almost... that night... if it weren't for Yu Zhong to stop him...
Everything made Anyang Hou unable to defend himself, and he seemed to be hanging in the air. A thin rope tightly tied his neck. Even if he was tortured, he would never be as painful as he is now.