At night, Pujia is destined to not be able to sleep.

Although the bedding and pillows on the bed had been replaced with new ones, as long as she remembered that this was Zhong Liang's room, she couldn't help but feel sick to her stomach, as if there was still blood in the air.

It was not Zhong Liang's blood, but the blood of the Shanrong soldiers, the blood of the people of Shanrong, and the blood of thousands of innocent beings at the foot of Yan Mountain!

Over the years, along the way, from bloody battles to hasty escape, until the final defeat and capture, and torture to death in the Great Zhou, she can not care about the hardships and tribulations in between. Only Zhong Liang ......

Only Zhong Liang, she hated and resented, and she couldn't let go until she died.

caught up with such a strange thing as borrowing a corpse to resurrect the soul, Pu Jia's heart was confused and at a loss. It's just that the mess of things all day is one after another, and she doesn't have time to calm down and think about it.

At this moment, it finally calmed down, but Pu Jia suddenly realized that there was actually nothing to think about.

Returned, survived, revenge came - that's all.

At midnight, the rain subsided.

Outside, Liu'er was already snoring, apparently asleep. Pu Jia got up and went out quietly.

"Yanhui Hall is located in the northwest corner of the Guogong Mansion, and it is the most remote and quiet courtyard in the mansion. Passing through the Aquarius Gate to the east, you enter a large garden with rockeries, ponds, and several small and elegant pavilions. The most beautiful pavilion is called Zheguixuan, and there is a secret prison hidden under Zheguixuan......"

A long, long time ago, on the grassland, under the crescent moon, that man introduced her to the distant Great Zhou in a gentle and low voice, introducing his home and relatives. At that time, did he already know that one day he would kill all her people and tie her back to that dungeon and torture her to death?

Today, Pu Jia is no longer obsessed with asking Zhong Liang a "why". She just wanted to take advantage of the night to walk around, think about it, and take a look at the prosperity of this mansion - the prosperity hidden under the night and soaked in blood.

Of course, if possible, she would take one last look at herself, and see how ugly and dilapidated the shell that had been burned by the cannon looked in the eyes of others.

When she saw the pavilion from afar, she was stunned for a moment.

At this time, it is already the fourth watch, why is there still a bright light in Zhegui Xuan? Don't the people in the Guogong Mansion sleep?

With this question in mind, Pu Jia put her steps more lightly, and tiptoed closer to the pavilion under the cover of flowers and trees.

Before he could stand firmly, he heard Zhong Liang's gloomy voice: "Now, you can rest assured, right?" ”

The answer was a strange male voice, sneering: "Don't worry? Or is it a dead heart? ”

"Is there a difference?" Zhong Liang asked rhetorically.

The man's voice suddenly rose a few points, with undisguised resentment: "Big brother, don't pretend to be confused!" If that thing doesn't appear for a day, my father and we won't be able to 'rest assured' for a day! Didn't you pretend to be generous and brought us here to rummage through it just to make us 'die'? ”

Zhong Liang sneered, and his tone was mocking: "So, are you dead hearted?" ”

"Of course not!" The man's voice was not timid at all, "I can't find it in the relic, just look for it on her body!" Cut the flesh, crack the bones, drain the blood, even if you chop her bits and pieces into minced meat, you must find that thing! This woman is the last bloodline of the Shanjung royal family, and that thing can't be without her! ”

Zhegui Xuan suddenly fell silent, and Zhong Liang's voice did not sound again for a long time.

Pu Jia squatted under a bush of peony flowers outside the wall, biting the corner of her lip deadly.

She heard it. Those people were going to torture her again.

Cut open the flesh, crush the bones, and drain the blood, just to find something out of her body.

Half a year ago, was my sister also treated like this by them? The father who died in the battle at the foot of Yanshan the year before last, was he also treated like this by them?

The devastated body was dead and would no longer hurt anymore. But at this moment, Pu Jia suddenly felt cold, as if countless sharp blades pierced her limbs and hundreds of bones at the same time, instantly cutting her into a pile of bits and pieces of flesh and blood.

Anguo Mansion, Zhong Liang. You guys are so ruthless......