Jing Xie was gagged, his hands were also tied behind him, and when he struggled unsuccessfully, he was tied up and looked at him coldly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the courtyard, the walls are full of slender nails, and the way from the courtyard door to the bedroom and study is arranged by the wizards of Lan Xiangguo, Lan Mu let go of one of her hands and let her stretch out her hand, which is like a lightning strike in an instant, and the palms, backs, and palms of the hands are electrified.

As soon as the hand stretched out, it was violently withdrawn, Lan Mu held her withdrawn hand, and stretched it out again, in the formation outside the door, every two seconds, there was a whip whipping, painful, stiff, invisible, unable to grasp and unable to dodge.

Lan Mu took her hand and put it back, and put her hands back together.

Pointing to the bedroom leading from the courtyard: "If he passes in the end, you win, and if he doesn't, I win." ”

Jing Xie was still covered with his mouth, unable to resist, and could only look at him.

Listen to him tell him sentence by sentence.

Suddenly, a woman in the inner room lost her voice and screamed hoarsely, and she only felt that he was dirty.

The wall leading from the study to the inner room is made a hole and is covered with special glass, and it is extremely difficult to find the anomaly from the bedroom, but when you look at the inner room from the study, you can see every flower and grass in the inner room clearly.

One night, with a group of Lan Mu's guards, in the study, I listened to the inner room woman on the other side of the room, and after a while, I couldn't see anything from the glass that was installed, just the corner of the balcony and window facing the bedroom.

Before dawn, someone brought a breakfast from outside, and when the door of the study was pushed open, the guard who delivered the food box was trembling all over, and Lan Mu watched the guard put things down, with a look.

The guard, trembling, pushed open the door as if he had been damned, and took a step out in a panic, step by step with the girl who stepped on the embroidered shoes, Lan Mu closed the door with a palm and locked it.

Then let go of one of her hands, the injured one.

Left hand.

Lan Mu opened the food box, two bowls of porridge, a few plates of side dishes, and the bottom layer was a small bun that was pink and tender and just out of the cage.

The food is exquisite, and the moment you open the food box, you will have a strong aroma of bones.

When I went to look at the study, the windows inside were also sealed.

Lan Mu pushed one of the bowls of porridge in front of her: "I heard that you have been drinking porridge recently, the chef of Mantuo Villa, I don't know if it suits your taste?" ”

Jing Xie removed the clogged stuff from his mouth, grabbed the teapot on the table, poured a glass of water, and flushed his mouth.

Spit back into the tea bowl.

Lan Mu frowned, and when the guards on the side saw it, they hurriedly grabbed the tea bowl, drank it in one gulp, and then hid the tea bowl and threw it away.

Jing Xie licked the spoon, looked at him intently with his eyes, and put the spoon into the porridge in slow motion with his left hand.

Jing Xie: "I won't eat it." ”

Lan Mu looked at her, his eyes blinked, the wind and clouds surged, it was a kind of provocation, he could do anything.

Jing Xie looked at the bowl he had already eaten, and his voice hardened: "I'll eat that portion." ”

Lan Mu pushed the bowl to her, and there was a more fierce light in his eyes, but he still brought the porridge of the night in front of her.

Everything was quiet except for the movement of the two of them eating, Lan Mu wiped his mouth, and suddenly glanced out of the window of the study leading to the courtyard.

Jing Xie followed and looked over, and the courtyard door rang three times, and it was Chu Yun who pushed the door in.

At the door, the footsteps took a step forward, and suddenly retracted.

Sitting at the table in the study, through the window, she could see very clearly, he reached out and touched it, and suddenly frowned.

Then, she also saw the poor cat on his shoulder. Before, when he was in the cemetery, he would freeze the mechanism of the cemetery beforehand, and then the cat, and then the cat walked by, and then he walked again.

However, she saw him put the poor cat on the threshold, and his slender jade hand caressed it, as if relieved. Then she saw him walking up.

Every step was like a breeze, but on his body and sleeves, he fell one by one, like traces of being whipped down by an invisible whip.

Until she saw a scarlet mark suddenly appear on his face, she couldn't help but grab the thing in her hand and smash it into the face of the person opposite.

But in mid-air, he was easily caught by the man's guards.

Feet, and one hand were tied. Jing Xie stood up and wanted to move, but was pressed to sit down again.

She wanted to shout for help, and wanted the person outside to leave her alone.

But the people outside didn't seem to hear.

Lan Mu straightened his clothes: "He can't hear it." ”

It made her feet loosen again, but the only left hand she let go was also tied.

With his legs free, Thorn ran to the window.

No matter how she writhed and slammed the window with her shoulder, no one outside looked this way.

This distance from the gate of the courtyard to the inner room, Chu Yun walked at the same speed as usual, but she felt that every step of the way, he felt as if he had experienced thousands of tortures.

Only the poor cat was still at the threshold of the courtyard gate, lying meekly, looking at the back of the owner, as if he didn't know anything.

In that short minute, it was as far away as a lifetime, and the man didn't cry easily, but she was a woman, clear tears, looking at the scars on his face drop by drop, and the clothes that sometimes fell down, hot and hot.

At that moment, she only felt cold, infinitely cold.

The door to the inner chamber was suddenly pushed open, and she saw the moment when his hand stopped, and then hurried in, and closed the door again.

Was he afraid of the cat?

So he deliberately walked very ordinary, very ordinary, but the moment the door opened, when she saw him enter, she turned around and closed the door, her head was lowered, and she frowned in a panic.

Suddenly remembered something, there was a woman on the bed in the bedroom, a woman who was **** all night.

Entering through the door, you have to turn another corner to enter the inner room with the bed.

Jing Xie turned his head to the glass wall that had been opened from the study and rested between the study and the bedroom.

There was another low gasp in the inner room, and through the glass, she could clearly see Chu Yun's vain changing face, full of panic and deep.

He flashed quickly to the corner of the inner room near the bed, only separated by a screen, but suddenly stopped, his eyes hesitant, nervous and afraid.

Then, she saw that he still had injuries on his hands, and there were marks left by the pumping of the palms and backs of his hands.

The heart is unfamiliar, a little bit, a little pain.

Did he just think that the woman inside was her?

The screen was suddenly pushed away by a palm, and Jing Xie closed his eyes, dead, and suddenly couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Lan Mu's words, sentence by sentence, hit the bottom of her heart.

Lan Mu: "If that's the case, he's still willing to marry you, then you win." ”

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The blood in my heart, little by little, little by little, closed my eyes tightly, and a lot of tears fell out.

The voice that came from her ears was like a raging storm, and she heard him muffle his voice and ask the man who had been mistaken for her, "Why?" ”

Sentence by sentence, Jing Xie suddenly raised his head, the woman on the bed, her hair was scattered, and the clothes on the bed and scattered all over the place were all dried and packed by her just yesterday.

The face was invisible, it was the same wound on her left wrist, exactly like hers.

And the man on the bed, that action~ (to be continued.) )