In the miscellaneous room, the smell of hay and mold kept disturbing Xia Qing's nose.

She's hungry, she's thirsty, and she feels even more sweltering.

It's early autumn, and the days should be getting cooler and cooler, but there is really no coolness in this miscellaneous room.

The doors and windows were closed, and sunlight came in through the cracks.

Surrounded by clumps of hay wrapped around her.

Nothing made her feel good.

Her hands and feet were already numb and couldn't be numb anymore.

The mouth was stuffed, and I don't know what it was, it could be a cloth, which kept filling her mouth, making her feel that her breathing was so unsmooth.

If this continues, will she die here?

She thought desperately that she had experienced so many lives and deaths, and had experienced so many deaths and deaths.

She didn't die in those thrilling moments, and she didn't die in those terrible moments.

But now, this is known as the safest place in the entire Windy Country, the Imperial Palace.

Her life will be gone at any time.

This world is so beautiful.

Chu Qiao has not yet been born child.

The dancing girls of the Drunken Immortal Tower.

Mochen who has been sullen.

Even, even, it's the noisy, somewhat wicked demon.

Every single one, she is very reluctant.

Just let her die here, she will be unwilling.

I don't know where the courage came out, she finally stopped sitting still.

She turned her head to see if there was anything around that would get her out of harm's way.

Apparently not.

But she still didn't want to give up.

She can't, absolutely can't give up.

His eyes moved in all directions, and his head turned with difficulty.

Perhaps, God still hasn't given up on her.

Behind her feet, there was a protruding stake.

The stakes were not very sharp, but they protruded at an angle, which seemed to be a mistake in the construction of the house.

Xia Qing felt that she was saved.

Although her hands were tied, if she exerted force, she could use her feet to lift herself up, and then get up again.

It's beautiful to imagine, but it's not so easy to do.

Xia Qing didn't know how many times he had fallen on the hay.

Even though she was covered with hay, her knees and shoulders were already swollen, and after a while they would definitely turn into bruises.

On her forehead, there was a bag that she had just bumped into, and she couldn't care about it so much.

Bend your legs, press your feet, and exert force on your shoulders.

It hurts, it hurts.

She couldn't grit her teeth, so she could only clench her palm fiercely, which still had a little strength.

The palms of her hands have already been grabbed by herself.

Specks of blood spread across her gown, like tiny plums blooming on her dress.

She pumped herself up in her head.

She struggled to forget the painful areas. Concentrate your energy on one point.

Concentrate and push hard.

"Bang!"

Xia Qing's head slammed into the stake, and the whole person straightened up.

Perfect!

She had almost seen the dawn of victory.

Great!

The hand behind her body moved slowly to the protruding stake, and she used the last bit of strength to grind it up.

The hemp rope was tied very tightly, and every time she sharpened it, the skin on her hands wore out a little, and the blood quickly gushed out, soaking the hemp rope.

That fine and dense pain surrounded Xia Qing's hand.

It was so quiet that she could only hear herself rubbing the twine.

The sound was like a rat stealing food, and it made people's scalps tingle.

But what made her numb was not only the sound of grinding the hemp rope, but also the bursts of pain.

For every point of pain in the hand, the hemp rope breaks for a point.

It made her feel a little better.

At the very least, the pain paid off, and she was able to get herself out.

The hemp rope felt less and less restrained, and by the end, she could already pull one hand out.

She didn't care about the bloody appearance on her wrist, and pulled the cloth out of her mouth.

"Hmm...... Finally ......."

She lifted her wrist, and there was no good skin left on it.

"Damn the man........."

She was so angry that her teeth were itching, but she couldn't do anything.

The numbness on her feet reminded her to untie the hemp rope on her feet.

As soon as she sat on the ground, she untied the hemp rope from her feet and threw it away.

The condition on the feet is a little better than on the hands, except for a few broken skins.

Xia Qing looked at her wrists and ankles, which were originally as white as lotus lotus, and wanted to cry without tears.

If you knew you wouldn't have visited the palace at night!

The most regrettable thing for her should be that she will meet a pervert!

Zichong Palace, it will be her forbidden place in the future.

Even if King Rui asked her to go, she wouldn't go!

She tore the cloth she had just pulled out of her mouth and wrapped it around her wrist.

This cloth turned out to be a handkerchief of fine color.

At first glance, it is the finest ingredients transported from Jiangnan.

That pervert should still be a rich pervert.

Ordinary people can't afford to use this kind of handkerchief.

However, it can also be seen from this handkerchief that at that time, the pervert was very anxious and panicked.

Or rather, he just found a random place and threw her here.

Is he really not going to let her live?

The more Xia Qing thought about it, the more scared she became.

She stood up, ignoring the pain and numbness in her feet.

The whole person leaned forward.

Thankfully, she was able to get up.

Now she must not stay here.

She doesn't run, and the only thing that awaits her is death.

The more panicked she became, the more clumsy her movements became, either kicking the wooden chair by the hay or hitting the stake.

There were a few more bags on her head, but she still cared more about that door than this.

Don't, don't be locked.

The door was covered with a thick layer of dust, and her hands were already covered with dust when she touched it.

"God forbid!"

She jerked.

The door creaked open.

"Hooray!"

She was almost jumping up.

But the thought that she might still be in danger paused and looked out the door.

Not a single one.

In other words, this courtyard is empty.

What a cunning pervert!

Throw her in an empty place and no one will find out, will it!

She began to congratulate herself on the fact that she had just made up her mind.

If she had waited for someone else to come to her rescue, she would have starved to death in it a long time ago.

The wind outside was gentle, and the sun outside was harsh.

But there is no disgusting musty smell of hay, no stuffy smell.

She felt that she might hate hay in the future.

She turned and closed the door, as if she had to run.

Outside, as long as she gets outside, she is saved!

She ran forward without hesitation, without looking back.

Therefore, she didn't see the eagle-like sharp eyes behind her.

For the first time, Xia Qing fell in love with the complex terrain of the palace.

Not for anything else, just for the convenience of escaping.

She ran through some narrow alleys, and many palace people saw her covered in blood and retreated in fear.

She didn't pay attention to those looks.

She just ran and kept away from the nightmarish sideroom.

"Hey, that girl, which palace are you?"

A shrill voice from behind him came from his father-in-law.

She stopped, not daring to turn around.

"What about you, the girl in front, tell the miscellaneous family which palace you belong to?"

"Father-in-law..... I'm from the dance room. ”

"Si Wufang, which girl are you, why are you so embarrassed?"