Before the guard finished speaking, the lady's gorgeous eyebrows and eyes glanced at him fiercely, and scolded: "You are tired and crooked!"

There was a junior next to the guard, who looked younger, and he pushed the guard to the side, and then slapped himself in both mouths:

"Oh yes, the little ones stay with this underground all day long, they don't know Taishan, there is only one lady here, and that is you!"

Originally, the maid beside this noble lady was going to go up and slap her, but when she saw someone who slapped herself, she didn't do it, but just ordered the guard:

"Then what are you waiting for? Madame's order is Hou Ye's order, why don't you do it quickly?"

"Yes, yes!"

Several people entered the dark cell, and there was another sound of chains, and a touch of red was dragged out by several people by their arms.

It was said to be red, but in fact she was wearing a plain dress, but it was stained with mottled blood, which mixed with the water in the prison, slid through the sleeves and dripped down the woman's slender fingers.

The woman was still wearing a hairpin on her head, which tied her hair messily, but her face was very dirty, and there was no blood to be seen.

"Pretend to be dead!"

This time the maid got started, grabbed the woman's hair, and lifted her head, the woman had one eye half-open, and the other eye was swollen and couldn't open it at all.

The face is blue and purple, and I can't tell whether it looks good or not.

"Smack!"

With a slap down, the guards behind him all lowered their heads and silently took three steps back.

"Su Ying, it's been seven days, you slut is really fateful, and you haven't died yet! I think you're a dog skin plaster, and you've put ...... Hou Ye on."

It was the noble lady who spoke, and she was like a mad dog, yelling at the woman, even unbearable.

Liang Yue listened in the dark, and the scolding words in the back, Liang Yue couldn't listen to it, let alone learn it.

Where does she look like a lady of Houfu, she is clearly a street shrew!

Everyone just listened silently, and no one dared to come out to dissuade them, and even the maid gloated with a gloating face.

"Su Ying, you killed me and Hou Ye's children, and today is the time for you to pay back. ”

The woman, who had been obedient to the insults, shook her shoulders, as if she had heard a joke, she opened her lips slightly, and said in a dumb voice:

"Only Chu Ziyang, that idiot, would believe that you Zhao Lucao is pregnant with a child!haha......"

The words seemed to poke the noblewoman's sore spot, and she raised her foot and kicked directly in the woman's face.

The person who pulled Su Ying didn't expect such a show, and he was so frightened that he took off his hand, and Su Ying fell to the ground so softly.

Her arms were on the ground, and her legs hung limply on the ground in an extremely twisted position, apparently broken with a blunt object.

"Slut!"

The noble lady who was called Zhao Lucao stepped on Su Ying's face and crushed it with the sole of her shoe hard.

This action is exactly the same as that of Bei'anhou, Liang Yue looked at it, and her eyelids jumped three times unconsciously.

"If you have anything to say, you better keep it and cry to Lord Yama! Master Hou, I can't hear it!"

Zhao Lucao kicked a few more times, and it wasn't until a little blood sprayed on her embroidered shoes that she stopped and ordered at the cell boss:

"Take her away!"

Zhao Lucao flicked his sleeves and walked away, there was no trace of a noble lady at all, let alone a trace of upbringing.

Turning the corner was the blacksmith's cell, Zhao Lucao stopped her steps, and made an arrogant face, she said to the old man inside:

"You have to thank me, Madame, for saving your dog's life!"

The maid snorted: "Look at what! Don't open the door yet." ”

Several guards looked at each other, and Diao Laohan in the prison was also confused, and he stepped forward to salute.

"Back to Mrs. Hui's words, the villain offended you somewhere, in the past, the villain struck iron for the prefect's family, and never felt sorry, if there is something that makes you unhappy, you punish the villain for one is, it has nothing to do with my brothers!"

Zhao Lucao impatiently kicked the stone of his feet:

"Yo, it looks like you're a steward. Then since you also know that I am the daughter of the prefect, you should know what kind of temper I have, madam! If you dare to disobey today's affairs, even if you get out of this cell, you will not want to have a good life in Bei'an City in the future!"

slapped and wanted to give a sweet date, Zhao Luxu's tone softened a little, and said: "Madam, I am in a good mood today, I am kind to help you, you just come with me!

Although everyone is worried, after all, this is the wife of the Hou Mansion and the daughter of the prefect, how can she be offended?

The group went around to a few small earthen houses in the backyard, where there was a fire, and a mottled piece of black iron was being smelted in the furnace, which looked the size of a keju, and although there was a raging fire around it, the stone had no intention of being smelted at all.

Although Diao Laohan and the others were arrested and put into the dungeon, there was still a young man who stayed here to watch the fire.

This young man was worried about how to refine this hard stone in order to save his master Diao Laohan, but this stone seemed to be deliberately against him, no matter how strong the fire was, the broken stone did not even crack.

was worried, Diao Laohan and they were brought back.

"Master!"

The young man ran over to support Diao Laohan, and only then was he overjoyed, and saw the guards in the Hou Mansion come in, and then a noble lady came in triumphantly.

"Come on!"

Zhao Lucao sat on a fairly clean rattan chair that the maid brought for her, and pointed to the dozen or so blacksmiths:

"Go, refine your sword, don't stop!"

The young man asked Diao Laohan in a low voice, "Master, what's the matter?"

Diao Laohan dragged the young man to the other side of his body and made a silent gesture at him.

The young man saw Diao Laohan's serious expression, and he didn't dare to ask more.

The blacksmiths went about their work silently, and the fire in the furnace became more and more intense, and when Diao Laohan was wondering what Mrs. Hou was going to do, he saw two guards throw a woman covered in blood into the courtyard.

Suddenly, Diao Laohan had in his mind what his deceased old father had said: If you want to become a divine soldier, you must be sacrificed.

Isn't it......

Diao Laohan's heart pinched, he was an honest man, how could he dare to do such a thing.

He, a man who is half-buried in the loess, has never thought that he can refine any divine weapons.

You can look at the posture in front of you......

Diao Laohan slowed down the movements in his hands and listened to the movement in the yard.

"Su Ying, look at it, what is that?"

Zhao Lucao pointed to the iron-making earthen boiler, Su Ying lay on the ground, just moved her head slightly, and looked in the direction that Zhao Lucao was pointing, she was still with pain and dazed face, but there was a smile on her face.

Zhao Lucalyx...... You want to burn me?"

Su Ying's voice was very soft, like a wisp of smoke that dissipated after a while.

Zhao Lucao smashed something in Su Ying's face, and said:

"It's not me, that's what Hou Ye meant, Hou Ye doesn't want to have anything to do with you anymore. ”

What was thrown on Su Ying's face was a silk, which could be seen clearly through the back of the silk, and the word "Retirement Book" was written on the silk.