"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the mission! Now on to the third plane! Ask the host to receive the memory. ”

A burst of white light flashed, and Shi Xia slowly opened his eyes.

It was pitch black in front of him, and the air was mixed with a fishy smell, which made Shi Xia sober up a lot in an instant.

There was silence all around.

Shi Xia knew that it was in the dungeon.

The original owner's identity is the second lady of the Shi family, and she is a well-known lady.

It's a pity that the tree is very popular, the Shi family is jealous, and the plot is tragically, and the family except for the eldest lady is all arrested and put into the dungeon.

And the person who wants to attack this plane Shi Xia is an extremely noble young marshal, Mu Yan.

That is, the young marshal who will interrogate her next.

Sighing slightly, Shi Xia never imagined that his first meeting with the task object would be in this situation.

Soon, there was a sound of chains at the door, and the guard said in a vicious voice: "Get out of here, the young marshal will personally interrogate you!" ”

Shi Xia's beautiful eyebrows frowned, narrowed her eyes slightly, and only got up and walked out when she was completely accustomed to the light.

In the dim light of the fire, Shi Xia's face was slightly pale.

She hadn't eaten in days.

The original owner has a noble status, and when he suffered this, he naturally couldn't eat the food in the cell.

But in a few days, the fragrance disappeared.

This time, she took possession of the original owner's body, and she had to fulfill her wish to put her sister in a prison cell with her own hands.

Because the Shi family will be plotted by, a large part of the reason is that the eldest lady of the Shi family hooked up with the Fu family in the capital, and she was jealous that everyone in the Shi family had been so fond of Shi Xia since she was a child, but they ignored her.

The Fu family secretly connected with the Jun family and brought down the Shi family together.

She lowered her eyes and pondered, but unexpectedly, she stepped on the empty steps, and her body reacted quickly, twisting the arc in the air that ordinary people could not do, and straightening her body upright.

Exhaled slightly, and heard a lazy and clear voice coming.

"Miss Shi is very skilled."

She looked up.

The man sat reclining on a tiger skin chair, his boots wrapped around his straight calves, and casually rested on the table in front of him where the torture instruments were placed.

The slender fingers under the snow-white military gloves were folded, and the tassels on the shoulders hung down, lining his slender figure.

The slightly raised peach blossom eyes, with a little coolness, looked at her slowly.

Shi Xia was stunned, lowered his eyes and replied lightly: "Pass the prize." ”

"Tsk."

The young marshal stood up, his boots on the ground, made a crisp sound, and approached her step by step.

A huge sense of oppression came, Shi Xia's face did not change, and he was even ready to fight with him.

The young marshal stopped when he was three steps away from her, the tassels on his shoulders swaying gently with his movements, and the belt wrapped around his lean waist, his posture scattered.

After a moment of silence, the young marshal lazily spoke.

"Throw it back."

When the words landed, the soldiers on the side grabbed Shi Xia's arm and pulled her away.

It wasn't until the girl's slender and beautiful figure disappeared that the young marshal withdrew his eyes and sat back lazily.

The soldier on the side asked puzzledly: "Young marshal, don't you interrogate the second lady of the Shi family?" ”

The young marshal's long eyelashes were slender and beautiful, slightly covering the coldness under his eyes, and his slender fingers took off the military gloves on his hands, and did not answer the soldier's questions.

The Shi family was wronged, everyone knows.

What is there to judge.

Besides, the second miss of the Shi family doesn't seem to be as useless as rumored.

When his pawn, just right.

Lazily closing his eyes, he put one hand on the corner of his forehead, and his thin lips opened slightly.

"Next."

"Yes."

The soldier lowered his head in horror and watched as another family member was brought out.

I secretly scolded myself in my heart why I had to talk more, if it weren't for the young marshal who was in a good mood today, he was afraid that he would have been shot in the head a long time ago.