Luo Qing has been waking up very early recently, and today, as usual, she noticed that Zixuan was not there. She got up in confusion and walked to the door when she heard someone talking outside.
It seemed like two unfamiliar voices were talking about a female killer they caught last night. They said that the female killer had a butterfly-shaped tattoo on her left shoulder, which was purple and very beautiful. They also talked about this killer who broke into Princess Michelle at night.
He was caught red-handed in his room, shot and sent to the dungeon, which was probably a disaster.
There was a purple butterfly on her left shoulder. This description immediately reminded her of Xiao Ying. She immediately called Xiao Ying, but she could not get through. She always felt uneasy. Although she felt that there was a small chance that the killer was Xiao Ying, but
The woman's intuition told her that her worries might be true. Thinking this, she hurried towards the dungeon. She had to confirm it herself.
The dungeon of the palace is not far away. It is not a prison in the general sense. It is similar to the place where people in the palace deal with crimes internally.
As soon as she walked into the dungeon, the musty smell that hit her made Luo Qing feel nauseous. She saw no one along the way, and Luo Qing had no idea why the dungeon that was supposed to be heavily guarded was not guarded, allowing her to travel smoothly.
Walk in without hindrance.
The eerie sense of dampness and the pitch-black dungeon made people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts. Walking to the end of a passage, you could see separate prison-like rooms. Luo Qing stared at each room intently, for fear of missing it.
What, I just looked at almost a dozen rooms and still found no trace of Xiao Ying.
Feeling slightly relieved, I was about to turn around and leave the dungeon, but inadvertently, I seemed to hear someone's breathing, and it was not coming from those neatly arranged small rooms, but from another direction.
Luo Qing clenched her fists. She was not a bold person, and there was fear in her heart, but...she bit her lip, hesitated, and walked in the opposite direction. The uneasiness in her heart became more and more serious. She suddenly felt a little nervous.
She regretted it. She should have found Zixuan and asked him to come with her. She shouldn't have come here alone so impatiently.
Unknowingly, she had reached the other end. It was an open room. It did not have thick fences like the previous rooms. When she turned the corner, she could see everything in this huge room.
Looking around, Luo Qing almost lost her balance and quickly held on to the wall beside her. She covered her mouth to prevent herself from making any sound, but tears flowed down between her fingers. She stared at the scene in front of her, but her feet
Can't move at all.
It was a huge wooden board, and there was a figure in front of the board, with open hands and being nailed to the board. Several slender nails penetrated her shoulder blades and wrists, and her feet were also nailed by several nails.
There was a thick iron chain that penetrated her waist and was fastened tightly. She was covered in blood, her face was covered in sweat and blood, and her hair was stuck to her hair. She looked very scary.
"Xiao...Xiao Ying..." Luo Qing walked forward tremblingly, each step as heavy as lead. She didn't believe the person in front of her, the good friend who always protected her, the high-spirited, man-like person.
Such a cheerful woman.
The trembling hand gently touched the long nail that stabbed her shoulder. The cold touch showed that all this really existed and was not her illusion. It was nailed to the board like a puppet.
The woman is indeed Xiao Ying. She doesn't want to know why Xiao Ying is the so-called female killer. She just wants to take her away from here. She just wants to put her down.
"It hurts..." Xiao Ying woke up from pain. She only felt the burning pain in her shoulders. She reluctantly opened her eyes, only to see Luo Qing standing in front of her with tears on her face, her hands trembling as she held the nails on her shoulders.
Want to pull it out.
"Does it hurt? I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Luo Qing was so frightened that she retracted her hand and saw blood seeping out of Xiao Ying's already miserable shoulder, and her hands were stained red.
"It's very dangerous here." Xiao Ying's throat seemed dry and her voice was hoarse.
"Why were you caught here? Where's Jue Mo? What did he do to you?" Luo Qing pressed her wound in a panic, but found that her actions only made her more painful. She let go of her hand,
He took two steps back, not daring to touch her.
A wry smile appeared on her usually cold face. She didn't know how things could develop to this point, but it was an indisputable fact that she hurt Jue Mo. Being captured by mistake was nothing more than punishment for her.
"Because she hurt my man." The delicate voice exuded an icy chill.
Xiao Ying looked behind Luo Qing, and Michelle, who was wearing hospital clothes, came over with the help of servants. Luo Qing didn't like this pretentious little princess, so she stood in front of Xiao Ying and treated Michelle coldly.
He said, "What are you going to do?"
Michelle frowned and looked at Luo Qing with a complicated expression. This was not her script. She had rehearsed this play to attract Luo Qing. She didn't understand why Luo Qing appeared here. "Why did you appear here?"
here?"
"Did you capture my friend?" Luo Qing opened her hands, like a hen facing an eagle, and stared at Mixue warily.
"Your friend?" Michelle murmured this word, her thoughts racing in her heart. If this is the case, she might as well take advantage of it. She looked at Xiao Ying angrily, "She hurt Mo, and Mo is still unconscious. I
I want to avenge Mo."
Xiao Ying sneered, "Little princess, you seem to be more capable of telling lies than I thought. Why is Mo still unconscious now? I think you should know better than me."
She was imprisoned here and recalled the scene several times. The only thing she could explain was what little move the little princess did to make Jue Mo faint so suddenly. However, she dared to touch Jue Mo's body.
His courage is really extraordinary.
"You are just a prisoner, I will not let you go so easily." Michelle turned to Luo Qing with a slight smile on her lips, "Miss Ji, you are a distinguished guest of our Acero. I want this to be the case."
Killer, you'd better not get too close, otherwise, even if your status is noble, we Acero will not be lenient."
"Princess Michelle, I think you should know better than anyone else that even if you are a princess, my words are still more useful than yours. So, please don't show off your princess airs in front of me." Luo Qing still didn't like it.
Get out of the way and stand in front of Xiao Ying. When the little white rabbit is in danger, it will transform into a kitten and stretch out its sharp claws, "I must take her away."
Michelle's face sank, someone stepped on her foot. Although she was a princess, she had no status in the palace. Because of her father's neglect, she only had an older brother who loved her. Compared to her humble status,
, Luo Qing holds the title of Mrs. President of the British noble Qiu family, which is indeed more noble than her. Moreover, Qiu Zixuan is as rich as anyone in the country, and Yanxi is highly regarded by the king. No one in that group can be offended.
Michelle was not someone who was easily angered. However, being looked down upon by Luo Qing in front of Xiao Ying made her feel angry. She raised her hand and cursed, "Seeking death."
Luo Qing obviously didn't expect Michelle to make a move. She subconsciously raised her hand to block it, but she couldn't keep up with Michelle's speed. Just as she was about to be slapped by Michelle, her body was suddenly pulled back.
, she looked behind her in confusion, her pupils dilated instantly, and she was speechless.
Not to mention Luo Qing, even Michelle was so shocked that she couldn't speak and stared blankly at Xiao Ying who seemed to be walking out of blood.
Xiao Ying, who was originally nailed to the wooden board, used her left hand to free herself from the nail, but the price was a few small holes with blood trickling down. She pulled Luo Qing's body back.