687. Chapter 687 The red gauze tent warms the night 19
When Arnold woke up, the surroundings were dark. He was stunned for a moment before suddenly remembering that she must have been arrested. Listening to the surroundings, it was quiet, and then her eyes gradually saw everything clearly.
This was obviously a wedding room. The weak candlelight illuminated the familiar furnishings, the familiar smell, and even more so the familiar red gauze curtain. The whole room was ablaze, and the hollow screen in front of her was covered by a
Carved from a single piece of ruby.
In front of her, Qian He was only wearing a layer of underwear, her whole body was tied up like a rice dumpling, her eyes were staring at the ceiling, she must have been awake long ago.
Arnold twisted her body hard, and her whole body was stiff and unable to move at all. The ropes on her body were tied tightly. It seemed that her acupuncture points had been sealed and rice dumplings were tied. The only difference was that she was sitting with Qian He lying down.
. They opened their mouths to shout, but of course no sound came out. Tuoba Yanrong was really thoughtful and even gave them the medicine to make them mute.
Qianhe seemed to feel that Arnold had woken up. His eyes, which had been dazed for a long time, finally rolled around. When he saw Arnold woke up, he spoke quietly, "What on earth does that stinky bitch Tuoba Yanrong want to do?
Why are the two of us in the wedding room now?"
Arnold watched her mouth opening and closing, silently thinking about Qian He's question. After a long time, she responded, "I'm afraid he wants to assassinate Hu Gechi. We have to find a way to report it."
Qianhe rolled his eyes, "Everyone is tied up and can't speak. How can we report the news?"
Arnold's face showed disappointment. She had never known martial arts. Although she learned some tricks and embroidery, it was of no use. Advanced kung fu had to be learned from an early age, and she couldn't learn it now. If not, she wouldn't have done it again and again.
Got the road.
Seeing the disappointment on her face, Qianhe felt uncomfortable in her heart. She opened her mouth and advised, "Take a look first before talking. I don't think things are what you think. Although Tuoba Yanrong hates Dayuan's royal family, he has never
Seeing that she really took action against Hu Gechi. I'm afraid there are some other things that we don't know about."
"No, she must have a purpose." Arnold recalled that Hu Gechi almost died in the Southern Dynasty. That time was the trap designed by Tuoba Yanrong. But now, although he doesn't know why, Tuoba Yanrong can't be so kind.
Let Hu Gechi go.
At this moment, a maid's voice called out from outside the door, "Your Majesty." Immediately after, the closed door was slowly pushed open.
Through the hollow gap, Arnold could vaguely see everything in the house. Only then did she realize that the red gauze bed where she was supposed to sit was actually sitting on the red gauze bed with a "me" wearing her wedding dress and a red gauze head covering.
Waves of fear gradually spread throughout her body, and in just a moment she felt as cold as being in an ice cellar. What on earth did Tuoba Yanrong want to do? Did she want her to witness her assassination of Hu Gechi? It was too cruel, really
It's too cruel.
Hu Gechi walked into the room step by step, and the maid Xipo who had been guarding the room hurriedly came forward and said, "I'd like to see the prince, congratulations to the prince, congratulations to the prince."
"Get up!" Hu Gechi's voice was cold, his eyes looked at the woman sitting upright on the bed for a long time, and his beautiful brows wrinkled slightly.
Xi Po quickly stood up and walked forward with the maid behind her. There was a gold scale on the tray in the maid's hand.
Xi Po said with a smile, "Your Majesty, according to the rules of the Han people, Your Majesty must take off the hijab."