Nangong Chen's eyes were empty, his feet could not move at all, and his mind was blank.
The woman was frightened and rushed out of the hall, crossed Nangong Chen, and ran out of the gate desperately.
At the door, the follower saw a crazy woman rushing out and was shocked. Could something have happened to Your Highness?
"Your Highness, Your Highness." The follower immediately rushed into the gate and called out twice.
"Catch, grab that woman, hurry, hurry..." Nangong Chen fell to the ground, his face pale, and gasped in horror.
The two followers immediately went to chase the woman, and the other two followers quickly helped Nangong Chen up.
"Your Highness, your Highness, are you injured? Do you want to summon the imperial physician?" the entourage asked worriedly.
"It's okay, I'm fine, hurry up, go and catch that woman..." Nangong Chenyu said incoherently.
"Suifeng and the others have already gone to chase him, please rest assured Your Highness."
After a long struggle, the crazy woman was caught just now. The crazy woman was tied up and was carried by two guards.
After closing the door, the follower lit a torch, which immediately illuminated the palace.
"You, who are you?" the woman shrank back in horror.
"Are you right now true?" Nangong Chen's eyes were red, and his gloomy and cold voice overflowed, like a demon from hell.
"Are you her son?" The woman was so scared that her legs trembled and she fell to the ground. The face in front of her was very familiar, very similar to that bitch.
Several followers who had been following Nangong Chen for ten years were also frightened. Sometimes His Highness was cold-blooded and iron-blooded, but he was never as terrifying as he is now. His eyes would kill people.
"Are you true that what you said just now?" Nangong Chen approached, squatted down, and looked at the woman with red eyes gloomy.
"I, I'm talking nonsense, I'm crazy, I'm driving crazy in the cold palace..." The woman was so scared that she collapsed, her old face turned pale, and she said crazy.
"Pretending crazy? It seems I'm going to be tortured." Nangong Chen pulled out a dagger and stabbed the woman's hand without warning.
"Ah!" The woman was trembling all over, and her shrill voice broke the silence of the night and was creepy.
The guards and their entourage shuddered. His highness is now very terrible and will torture a woman who has no power to fight.
"If you don't say it? That's true." Nangong Chen looked full of hatred and almost crushed the dagger. Even if he killed this woman, he would not relieve the hatred and pain in his heart.
"No, no, I'm talking nonsense, I'm already crazy, crazy..." The woman shook her head suddenly, tears flowing out of her eyes, and she said in horror.
"Where is she now? Which cold palace is she?" Nangong Chen pulled out the dagger, pointed it at the woman's other hand, and asked word by word.
"Who? I don't know, I don't know anything, I'm crazy, don't force me, I'm crazy..."
"You know, where is she?!" Nangong Chen roared, his handsome face was a little distorted, reflecting a bit of weirdness and desolation, and the dagger stabbed the woman's hand hard.
"Ah!" The woman trembled in pain, screaming shrillly, her hands full of blood.
The shrill scream almost pierced the eardrums, and the followers couldn't stand it. This crazy woman with a disheveled head was already scary enough. Her scream was like a ghost.
"How is she? Where is she?!" Nangong Chen threw the dagger and slammed the woman's neck, looking evil and cruel.