The young man was extremely handsome in brocade clothes, his eyes were unusually deep, pacing under the dense leaves of the towering trees, and he couldn't stop thinking about whether the woman was Ling Yiyi or not.

Although he has been staying in this Zhuangzi for more than a month, it is impossible to forget Ling Yiyi's hateful appearance, besides, although he has been punished here to think about it, his news is still very well-informed.

About Ling Yiyi a few days ago, he went out of the house in the middle of the night to meet the foreign man to return Fengyu, and was later left back to the ancestral house in Jiangnan by the old lady, but because of the old general's love, he was only sent to Xiangguo Temple to pray for blessings, and finally made a disappearance, he knew.

Could it be that this arrogant and domineering Ling Yiyi is not missing, but was secretly sent to this Zhuangzi by the people of the General's Mansion, or that she has been abandoned by the General's Mansion!

"You, quietly go to the Zhuangzi next door to find out the news, and see whose Zhuangzi it is! Be careful not to let people find out! ”

The young man pointed in the direction of the Zhuangzi that Ling Yiyi had entered, and instructed the clever Xiao Si behind him, "Especially pay attention to whether Ling Yiyi is inside, and what is the relationship with the owner of the Zhuangzi?" ”

Looking at the gradually darkening sky, like a large rock pressing on his head, it made people feel a little depressed, and the boy strode into the house with the help of the lantern that had been lit.

I thought that at the beginning, he and Ling Yiyi were called the two tyrants of Sheng'an, but I didn't expect to meet today on the Zhuangzi of Jasper Lake.

Ling Yiyi's reputation is terrible, and his reputation is also full of notoriety, now that they have met, maybe, they can join hands in this suburb, and then break into the title of the second tyrant of Jasper Lake, thinking about it, he thinks it is very interesting.

When the clever Xiao Si heard this, he immediately saluted the young man, and then ran out of the Zhuangzi in a hurry, jumped into the field, and ran along the crooked field path towards the Zhuangzi in the direction that the master had just looked.

As the saying goes! said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, this person really can't talk about it, as soon as he talks about Ling Yiyi, Ling Yiyi and she appear in this wilderness.

Although Zhuangzi here is also quite expensive, compared to Sheng'an, it is not a wilderness.

Ling Yiyi was supported by two sweaty maids, walked into the picturesque Zhuangzi, followed the bluestone paved ground under her feet, and entered the courtyard that looked very spacious and simple.

Along the way, the slaves were busy with their own lives, and they were in an orderly manner, and the slaves who did not squint were as if Ling Yiyi did not exist, and no one glanced at Ling Yiyi.

"Here!"

The two maids glanced at each other, became more and more respectful, lowered their heads and supported Ling Yiyi, and entered a courtyard full of guards.

Two rough old women walked out of the courtyard, stepped forward to take Ling Yiyi in the hands of the maid, and lifted Ling Yiyi into one of the big-looking wings.

Shuang'er's two maids were so tired that they gasped for breath, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, followed with light steps, and also entered the house.

Ling Yiyi, who was in a moon-white dress, was less than fourteen years old, her small and cute face was a little cute, and she faintly raised her eyes to scan the guards in the courtyard with five steps and one post, and saw that these guards were standing with their heads held high and holding their swords, standing straight without squinting, and at first glance, they were not ordinary guards.

Two powerful wives and mothers, like chickens, carried Ling Yixin, pushed open the door with one hand and led her into the big house, and closed the door casually, but it was not locked.

Ling Yiyi's stiff body moved against the two mothers-in-law, looking at the room was very empty and empty, there was no furniture in the room, nor any decoration, but it made people feel weird.

When I entered the door, I saw that there were seven lit oil lamps in a circle on the left and right sides of the house, and the left and right sides were facing each other, and the lights flickered very coldly.

The beautiful girl named Shuang'er was already sitting cross-legged in a circle surrounded by oil lamps, and the seven dim oil lamps flashed and jumped, illuminating her beautiful eyes and blinking with excitement, carefully looking at Ling Yiyi, who was supported and walked slowly step by step.

Ling Yiyi was dressed in a messy moon-white dress stained with mud, her small and cute face was delicate and lovely, her head was held high, her eyes were clear, and her indifferent temperament made her feel embarrassed.

The stunningly beautiful Shuang'er nodded, and the originally aggrieved mood gradually let go, this Ling Yiyi's body was indeed a decent body.

Ling Yiyi let the two mothers-in-law put her into the other seven lit oil lamps, and she was lit in the acupoint, unable to move or speak, lying quietly in the circle, unlike other hostages who would scream and break free frantically.

She just calmly stared at the triangular gossip diagram surrounded by two oil lamps, in which the white-robed man who sat was like a fairy, but he was the culprit who kidnapped her here, a sanctimonious fake fairy.

Look at the noble demeanor and gorgeous clothes of this Shuang'er, and at first glance it is the young lady of the nobility.

This white-robed middle-aged man with a few strands of white hair on his forehead has a gentle and kind expression, not like a bad guy at all! But in fact, he is the bad guy who captured her, and he doesn't know what to do with her later.

"Come on, pour a glass of wine and feed it to her!"

Nan Wei Guoshi sat cross-legged on the gossip map and glanced at the two old women standing behind Ling Yiyi.

Hearing this, one of the rough ladies turned and walked to the corner, where there was a tray in the inconspicuous corner, on which lay a small and delicate flask, and a small wine glass.

The old woman walked to Ling Yiyi's side with the wine in the tray, and motioned to another mother-in-law to help Ling Yiyi with her eyes.

Nan Weiguoshi's expression was leisurely, his eyes were clear, and he leisurely took out two red threads from the wide cuffs and handed them to the two maids of Shuang'er who followed up. "Tie them around their wrists!"

This is them, as far as the eyes of the Southern Weiguo Division can see, of course, Shuang'er and Ling Yiyi.

The two maids ran to the front of the national teacher in small steps, respectfully saluted the southern defense of the national teacher, and only then did one of them pick up a red silk thread and walk quickly to their master, Shuang'er, and the girl who was brought back by the national teacher.

At this time, a rough old woman's strong hands helped Ling Yiyi, who couldn't move the point, and let Ling Yi sit on her, while another rough woman poured a glass of clear and fragrant wine and handed it to Ling Yiyi's closed lips.

Of course, Ling Yiyi couldn't open her mouth obediently to drink, who knew if the wine they gave her was poison or drug.

At this time, one of the maids had already come behind Ling Yiyi with the red thread, just waiting for the two mothers-in-law to feed Ling Yiyi the wine, and then tie one end of the red thread to Ling Yiyi's wrist.

Ling Yiyi lowered her eyes and swept over the cold ground, and silently glanced at the red silk thread, and a touch of fine light flashed through the dark and bottomless eyes.

"Pour it on her!" (To be continued.) )