Walked into the closed door, returned to the courtyard, took Wang Yan back the same way, walked into the courtyard just now and went directly to the back from the side, behind the hall is a delicate and beautiful garden, through the garden, is an attic, Mei stood at the door of the attic, when he saw Wang Yan, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The two took Wang Yan into the attic, there was no pattern on the first floor, the jewelry and jade were all over the house, and Wei stayed on the first floor, and walked into a bedroom, which was mostly where she slept.

Mei took Wang Yan up to the second floor, from the stairs up is a long corridor, both sides are separated from the room, the door is closed, Wang Yan doesn't know what the layout is inside, along the way Wang Yan heard movement on both sides, obviously there are people, as for who it is, Wang Yan doesn't know.

followed Mei up to the third floor, there was only one room on the third floor, Mei stopped at the top of the stairs and didn't go upstairs.

"Prince Wang, the pavilion master is in the house, and the servant has retired first." With that, Mei went down the stairs.

Wang Yan walked to the door, knocked on the door, and did not respond for a long time, Wang Yan shouted twice, but there was no response, and finally Wang Yan pushed the door directly and found that the door was not locked.

The layout of the room made Wang Yan feel a little familiar, exactly the same as the layout of the bedroom in the Qifeng Palace, even the entrance to the secret room was the same, the bed board was lifted high, revealing the passage leading to the bottom, no need to think about it to know that it was the entrance, Wang Yan searched carefully in the house, no one.

There's no one in the house, the door to the secret room is wide open, and if she's not down there, it's a trap...

Wang Yan took out the short knife from his boots and walked down the corridor, halfway through, the exit was closed, and the corridor suddenly darkened, Wang Yan could only catch the light in the distance of the corridor, Wang Yan walked towards the light source.

What shines is a piece of fluorite, inlaid on the top, which can reflect the outline of the road, and Wang Yan can vaguely see that at the end of the road is a wall carved with things.

Wang Yan walked very carefully and carefully, and every time he landed, he would use his dark strength to test whether there was a switch to trigger the mechanism, or a trap under the stone bricks.

Cautiously walked to the end, only to know that this exquisitely carved wall was actually a door, Wang Yan calmed down, adjusted to the best state, and slowly pushed the door open.

The door is made of stone, but it is not effortless to push, it is obviously assisted by a secret channel, the moment the door opens, there is a bright light from the gap and shines on Wang Yan's face, a flower fragrance like a lily smell comes to the face, behind the door is a brightly lit stone room, much more spacious than the previous banquet hall, Wang Yan walked into the hall, his brows were slightly wrinkled, the lily fragrance in the air should be the smell of perfume, as for the sweetness mixed in the fragrance, Wang Yan is sure that it is not the smell of perfume.

Wang Yan slowed down his breathing, trying to breathe as little as possible of this unknown sweet fragrance, except for the oil lamps on the walls and the roof, there was no furniture in the secret room, so the secret room seemed very empty, and the painting on the front wall was even more prominent.

Wang Yan walked to the painting, looked at the painting, his expression gradually became complicated, the person on the painting was graceful and beautiful, lifelike, evoking memories, after looking at it for a long time, the person on the painting seemed to come to life and walked out of the painting.

"Ning Hong'er."

Wang Yan unconsciously let out a soft voice, and a trace of strange emotions was spreading in his chest, gradually filling his chest and abdomen, which was anger but mixed with more special emotions.

Ning Hong'er's face showed a faint smile, full of tenderness, but in Wang Yan's eyes, it became more and more awkward.

Wang Yan clenched his fists several times, and then released them several times.

"I won't let you go again!" Wang Yan grabbed his hand and grabbed it, but his hand passed through Ning Hong'er's body and touched the wall, Ning Hong'er disappeared, and Wang Yan was startled! I'm hallucinating!

When Wang Yan came back to his senses, he heard a sound of blinking, and the wall with Ning Hong'er's portrait began to turn, and the wall was erected, Wang Yan narrowed his eyes, his pupils contracted, and he looked forward.

A secret room, a large bed, a woman curled up, her head covered by a burlap bag, the temperature in the room was higher than in the hall, and there was a lot more moisture in the air.

Wang Yan suppressed his anger to the bottom of his heart, and slowly walked to the bed step by step, the bed was very large, equivalent to two double beds put together, and the woman kept squirming on the bed, feeling very uncomfortable.

Wang Yan pretended to be calm, helped the woman on the bed up, gently removed the burlap bag on her head, and the familiar face slowly appeared in front of her, her appearance did not change, it was still the same as when she saw her for the last time, but a little more haggard.

"Makes you suffer." After Wang Yan saw her haggard appearance, a touch of pity welled up in his heart, and he said distressedly.

It's a pity that Ning Hong'er's answer deeply hurt Wang Yan's heart.

"Fuck off! Don't touch me with your dirty hands! Ning Hong'er broke free of Wang Yan's hand and roared in a hoarse voice, her eyes flashing with anger and hatred.

Wang Yan was stunned by this shout... It took a long time to come back to my senses, looking at the woman curled up on the bed and sobbing, her mouth slightly open, not knowing what to say.

Suddenly, Ning Hong'er trembled violently, her expression became extremely painful, and she looked like she was poisoned.

Wang Yan stiffened and stepped forward to help her up, and said in a dry tone.

"You're poisoned."

Ning Hong'er gritted her teeth and said intermittently.

"Put ... Put your... Dirty.. Dirty hands.. Take it away! I am.. I'm Zhang Lang.. Target.. Woman! I.. Rather.. Die.. Also.. Never.. Treachery.. Zhang Lang. Ning Hong'er said categorically, but her tone was very firm, and every word was like a sharp needle piercing Wang Yan's heart.

With a heartbreaking sound, the anger that was pressed in his heart rushed up, and the hand holding Ning Hong'er began to tighten, and a terrifying hideous color appeared on Wang Yan's face.

"I want to die! It's not that easy. Wang Yan said as soon as he pulled off the belt around his waist, took off his clothes in three or two clicks, jumped on the bed, and dragged the struggling Ning Hong'er back under him.

"Brute! Beast! Let me go! Ning Hong'er screamed hoarsely, her body struggling violently.

Wang Yan snorted fiercely and entered Ning Hong'er's body roughly.

"Beasts! Brute! You get out! Ning Hong'er cried and resisted Wang Yan's aggression, but Wang Yan sneered again and again, and her movements were a little more rude.

"I hate you!" Ning Hong'er said helplessly, her tone was full of strong hatred.

Wang Yan sneered and changed his posture and continued to be violent.

...

"Zhang Lang .. Zhang Lang.." Ning Hong'er closed her eyes tightly and muttered in a low voice, Wang Yan sneered and kneaded the corners of her eyes twice, Ning Hong'er couldn't help but widen her eyes, Wang Yan's smirking appearance fell into her eyes at all, and she stopped making a sound, just biting her lower lip and enduring Wang Yan's possession.

...

The oil lamp is very large, and the lamp oil in it can burn all night, and now it is halfway through, Wang Yan is still asking for it, Ning Hong'er's gaze is sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, her lips are slightly swollen, there are several tooth marks printed on it, and there are countless traces on her body.

Wang Yan, who was emotional, used all the methods of torturing women that he had learned in his previous life on Ning Hong'er, and did everything according to the story told by the ghost Ji before, seeing that Ning Hong'er was exhausted and could not bear the whipping, he was about to stop under the soft-heartedness.

"Beasts.., I.. Play tricks.. All.. No.. Let.. Your.."