Yu Zhu'er's face was pale, her body was shaky, and she took several steps back.

If Wanyan Qilin's situation in Beiliang has really fallen to this, then what is the point of these things she is doing in Cangliang, Wanyan Lie and Wanyan Qilin are completely two people with different personalities.

What's more, Wan Yan Lie and her are not of the same mind, if it is Wan Yan Qilin who is in power in Bei Liang now, then she still has a chance to return to Bei Liang, but if Wan Yan Lie is in power, this possibility becomes zero.

When he was in Beiliang, Wan Yanlie's attitude towards their brother and sister was extremely bad, and now how could it be an exception.

Closed his eyes, slowed down for a few seconds, and opened his eyes again, Yu Zhu'er's expression had returned to normal, "His Royal Highness the Prince, what's the use of you telling me this, I'm just a cold palace concubine, besides, even if I am still a favorite concubine, what role can I play in the situation in Beiliang." ”

As she spoke, Yuzhu'er laboriously lifted the bucket by the well and staggered towards the dilapidated palace.

Now her living conditions are very different from before, the emperor was willing to let her live in Fanghua Palace, but as he lost consciousness, those dog slaves also began to bully her, and took her to the depths of the cold palace to torture her in every way.

She's still alive, but she just wants to see the death of the Dog Emperor and the Empress.

Before he could take a few steps, Gonggong Su walked in, and he was stunned when he saw the prince.

"Grandpa Su, why are you here?" The prince was also a little surprised when he saw this.

Gonggong Su glanced at Yuzhu'er and smiled, "I executed a palace maid last night, and it just so happened that the palace maid was from the Jade Concubine Palace, so I asked me to bring a message to the Jade Concubine before I died." ”

The crown prince subconsciously frowned, "Before you die, let you bring a message?" Isn't there a mystery hidden in these words? ”

Yuzhu'er, who had already walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned her head and looked at Gonggong Su in surprise, "Qingyuan asked you to bring me something?" ”

It seems that there is nothing unfinished in Qingyuan's hands, what is Qingyuan worried about, what is the thing that she has to tell her when she is dying.

The prince pulled Gonggong Su to the side and walked a few steps, looked up at Yuzhu'er vigilantly, and the two whispered before they came over again.

Yuzhu'er disdainfully, "You two are guarding against me, but I'm in the cold palace now, even if I want to do something, what's the use, what else can I do now besides staying here." ”

Gonggong Su lowered his head, "Concubine Yu said with a smile, the emperor put you under house arrest in Fanghua Hall back then, what you should have done, isn't it done." ”

After speaking, Gonggong Su continued, "The palace maid in Qingyuan is a nostalgic for the old love, and when she was dying, she remembered that it was still yours, so she asked me to bring you a word, and she will be your maid in the next life." ”

Qingyuan also helped her a lot, and this strange place gave her a little warmth, and when she heard Father-in-law Su say this sentence lightly, Yuzhu'er's heart still couldn't help but twitch.

"This maid is loyal, Concubine Yu, I think you have guessed, I came here today is not as simple as saying these few words to you, it is also the right time for Grandpa Su to come, it just so happens that I also need a helper."

The prince pulled out the soft sword at his waist and pointed it straight at Yuzhu'er in front of him, and the murderous aura emanating from the sword was directed at Yuzhu'er.

The bucket in Yuzhu'er's hand fell to the ground, and the unfilled bucket fell to the ground, and all the water she had worked hard to hit just now was sprinkled on the ground.

"What are you going to do?" Yu Zhu'er's voice trembled, and she looked up at the prince.

The fingers hanging at his side trembled slightly, as if they were twisting something.

In the next second, Yuzhu'er screamed, blood came from her wrist, the prince was also a martial artist, so he naturally saw her small movements, and immediately broke the tendon of her left hand without hesitation.

Where could the pampered Yuzhu'er endure such pain, and she was about to faint as soon as her eyes rolled.

Fresh and fishy blood poured out of the wound, but the prince's eyes did not blink.

This is the retribution she deserves, if it weren't for her, her father would not be lying unconscious on the hospital bed now.

If it weren't for her, where would the King of Creek have the opportunity to take advantage of the void to do those ridiculous things.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, this ......" This bloody scene also stimulated Gonggong Su, looking at the blood all over the ground, and took a big step back in shock.

The prince sneered, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and the long sword struck out, breaking all her tendons and tendons in one go.

When the sword was collected, scarlet blood continued to drip down the sword body, and the cold light of the sword body flashed, and it was already contaminated with murderous aura.

"To such a woman, it is futile to say anything, if she lets her feel the treatment of doing something wrong, she is just broken in her hands and feet, but what is the father facing."

After saying that, the prince withdrew and left.

Father-in-law Su glanced at the woman who was lying in a pool of blood, after all, he was still a little unbearable, and stepped forward to drag her out, who had already fainted in pain.

The dilapidated palace was leaking everywhere, and Yuzhu'er was woken up by the sound of the wind in the house, and the sky outside was overcast, and it looked like raindrops were about to fall.

The cold wind poured in through the cracks in the room, blowing on the wounds she didn't know who had bandaged them, and the sharp pain came from her limbs, which felt worse than death.

It's better to give her a glass of poisoned wine directly, even if it is suicide, it is better than living and suffering like this.

Yuzhu'er's face was covered with sweat, and she tentatively moved her arm, but before she could move a bit, the pain at the wound was like a hundred silver needles deeply pierced into the flesh.

Yuzhu'er hit her head on the ground in pain, looking desperately at the hole in the roof directly above her.

I don't know who brought her in, but I put her on the bed, which was worn out and made of simple wooden planks, but there was no big hole in the sky, and no wind blew in, and no raindrops fell.

Yu Zhu'er tried her best not to use her limbs, like a maggot, wriggling forward.

"What are you doing?" This time, it was another palace maid who came to deliver the meal, Yu Zhu'er knew, this was Qing'er under Concubine Ying.

In the past, when she was favored, she offended Concubine Ying, no, retribution came.

Her palace maid didn't know what to do at such a time, except for humiliation, Yuzhu'er couldn't think of any other possibility.

"Chunhua." Yu Zhu'er spoke coldly.

Qing'er sneered, spilled the food that had been rancid in her hand onto the ground in front of Yuzhu'er's head, and kicked her disdainfully, "What Chunhua Yuhua, I'm here to deliver it to you today." ”