Along the way, Qiyun was groggy and occasionally woke up to find himself sleeping in a small, dark place all around. Hearing the sound of soldiers questioning outside, someone replied in a slightly older voice: "A family member has passed away and wants to leave the city for burial." ”

She knew that her captors had been disguised, and that she had been hidden in a coffin with a hole in it to avoid being examined by the border gates.

Every once in a while, Helian would open the lid and help her up, and feed her water and liquid food, without saying a word of superfluity, but looking at her gloomily with his eyes.

In the Pingliang Prison in the capital city that Xia Guohe had re-established, in the prison where heavy prisoners were held, there was a cell with a white curtain, and a mysterious figure was imprisoned inside. The jailers had not seen her face since she was taken in, only that it was a young woman. She was silent, but when it was time to serve food and water, she would reach out and take it. Her fingernails were neatly trimmed, and her fingers were as white and thin as jade.

Finally, one day, the prison door opened, and Helian Ding, dressed in dark robes, sat on a high platform, motioning for the jailer to take the mysterious woman with him.

He thought about it, stopped the jailer, walked down the high platform himself, went to the prison himself, and ordered the jailer to open the curtain, and a woman wearing a bright red wedding dress, curled up and sleeping on the mat, it was Qiyun.

When the jailers saw the true face of the imprisoned figure for the first time, they were amazed at her beauty, her face was as white as the full moon, her distant eyebrows were like daisies, and her lips were like flower buds, but she had lost her water and was a little white. She curled up and slept peacefully, which was unbearable.

Helian looked down at her and asked her how she was doing. The jailer replied in trepidation: "The prisoner is here, most of the time silent, most of the time asleep as he is now. ”

Helian Ding secretly thought that in such a miserable hell on earth, there were cruel punishments being inflicted on the side of the torture cell every day, and she could actually sleep peacefully like this.

Hearing their conversation, Qiyun woke up and opened her eyes, and her glass-clear eyes shone with a sensitive light. In an instant, the jailer only felt that there seemed to be a pearl shining in the dark prison, which was terrifying.

Helian turned around expressionlessly, sat down on the high platform, and ordered the jailer to bring Qiyun to the hall.

With each step, the barbed shackles on her feet would pierce her ankles. However, she only frowned slightly, straightened her body, stood still in front of Helian Ding, and looked at him indifferently, the kind of indifferent and noble temperament that emanated from the depths of her soul was beyond the reach of the world.

On both sides of the torture hall, all kinds of torture instruments were displayed hideously, with dark purple and red blood on them, and a smell of blood was permeated, making it more and more eerie and terrifying in prison.

A woman was naked, with her feet tied, hanging upside down in the hall. A big man with a naked upper body whipped the woman, and the muffled sound of the woman suppressed in her throat was even more frightening to hear.

Helian Ding pointed at the woman and said to Qiyun, "She is one of the seven people I have worked so hard to find who look a little similar to you. I chose one of them, and the rest were useless and thrown into the bottom of Langming Valley to feed the wolves. She was the hard-nosed one, and she actually crawled out of the valley like I did back then. Later, she was bribed by the people of Chaoying Palace and infiltrated Pingliang to spy on the military, and now this is the end. ”

The woman spoke weakly, "Helianding, what do you want to know?" I...... Confession. ”

"It's too late to say it now, and you don't have a chance." The corners of Helianding's mouth twitched, and he shouted coldly: "Drag it down, send it to the barracks, and act as a military prostitute." Also, don't let her die. A beautiful woman, make the best use of things, and say that I am a tyrannical man of the Helian clan. ”

Helian raised his chin, and the naked man stepped forward and hung Qiyun's hands on the shackles, about to raise the whip to execute. Helian Ding raised his hand to stop, walked down the high platform, reached Qiyun's side, lifted her chin, brushed her scattered hair to her ear, and whispered in her ear: "These dozen whips, I will personally execute them." This is what you owe me back then, do you know? ”

With that, he waved the whip in his hand and whipped it on Qiyun's back. With the burning pain on his back, Qiyun bit his lower lip, cold sweat flowed, and he was confused, only to hear Helianding's cold voice coming, "If it weren't for the fact that you had other uses, your stand-in just now would have been your end." I'll take care of you until I'm done with you, and you won't die......" He waved his hand, "Take her down." ”

When the shackles on her hands were unshackled, Qiyun's weak consciousness finally couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground and fainted.

When she awoke, her back ached, and she was shocked to find that she was not in the prison where screams and the smell of blood were filled every day, but on a soft couch. The decoration is rich, with the smell of fat powder and flowers, and it is a room in the harem.

A person dressed as a palace maid with delicate eyebrows and a round face stepped forward and saluted, "Are you awake?" Seeing that Qiyun wanted to turn over and sit up, she hurriedly stepped forward to support her and persuaded: "Girl, be careful, the wound on your back has only been medicated, and you can't touch it." ”

"Where is this?" Qiyun's chapped lips opened slightly, and she asked.

"This is in the Xiyan Palace, my name is Zhiyan." The palace maid replied. Qiyun nodded, and Zhiyan stepped forward to help her sit down and fed her a few mouthfuls of water.

At this time, there were several palace maids from outside who saluted and said hello, "Concubine Zi Niangniang is auspicious." "I saw a young woman standing in the place where the curtain was lifted, with a thin figure, dressed in a rose, purple and silver mouse shoulder gown, combed in a moon-to-moon bun, with a golden step in her hair and tassels reaching to her shoulders. She and Qiyun looked at each other for a moment, then entered and stood in front of Qiyun's couch.

Qiyun looked at her intently, and when she got closer, she was actually Lu Ying, but her dress had changed, and she didn't recognize her at first glance.

"Lu Ying......" Qiyun's call was stuck in her throat, and when she saw Lu Ying's outfit, all kinds of strange signs floated in her mind. In an instant, she understood a lot of things, Qiyun raised her hand and pointed at her, and asked in a trembling voice, "You planned all these plans?" Looking for someone who looks like me, and training me, is it you who is behind the scenes? Lu Ying, oh no, should I call you a purple concubine? ”

Lu Ying nodded and replied coldly and arrogantly: "Yes, it's not too late for you to wake up at this time, but it won't help." Lu Ying, from the day you and Liu Yizhen abandoned her, she was already dead. Now, standing in front of you is Purple-Dream-Qing. ”

Qiyun trembled and tightened the brocade quilt on his body, and asked in disbelief, "You...... Why are you doing this? You are so cold-blooded and ruthless...... I don't miss the love we grew up together since childhood. ”

Zi Mengqing looked directly at Qiyun and asked coldly, "Why?" If you knew my last name, you wouldn't say that. ”

"Your last name...... What is it? Qiyun asked in disbelief.