My voice was very soft, but everyone present could hear it clearly. "I didn't kill anyone."

When Yuan Zaidao heard this, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. "Obsessed!" He hated. "Do you think that if you are like this, your master will think of your good and come to your rescue? Stupid! You are just a pawn in his hand, you defend him like this, you can't escape death, he won't remember everything you have done, and still live his happy life! ”

"Nope." I gritted my teeth and tried to lift my breath and said, "He'll come to my rescue." None of you have touched me or hurt me, he will not let any of you go......" I said almost silently at the end of my sentence.

I closed my eyes in exhaustion and crouched on the ice. Yuan Zaidao is right, I am just a chess piece to him, and I will not have the slightest pity if I abandon it. He will come, but it is not me who will come to save him, but this body......

I knew in my heart that if I said his name, I wouldn't have to suffer this inhuman torture anymore, but I just couldn't say it. It's strange that I'm not a self-sacrificing person. I have always been very selfish, and I have always been unhesitant to protect myself in the face of crisis. But why do I now fear my death at the thought that my words might be used as a weapon against him?

But does his kind of strategist really need my help? Maybe even if I say his name, he'll be able to solve the problem easily, right? Why should I be so thankless? But knowing this, I still don't want to say his name.

I couldn't help but laugh at myself in my heart: Yan Linxuan, what has he done for you, is it worth you to do this for him? He didn't even give you a smile. He only has cynicism and verbal humiliation for you, so why should you suffer so much for him? Is it just because you deceived him that you will always humble yourself to atone for your sins?

Perhaps because he was afraid that things would really make a big fuss, not long after, Yuan Zaidao ordered someone to take me back to the prison of the Criminal Department. My limbs were numb from the cold, and I had no strength left, so I had to let the jailers rudely throw me into my cell. This cell was not the one I had been in before, and there was another prisoner in it. However, this prisoner did not wear a prison uniform, but a blue brocade robe, wearing a jade belt around his waist, very young, with a ruffian aura between his eyebrows, he should be a son of a big family. He sat cross-legged on the straw and glanced at me with interest.

I lay on my back, in the position I had just been thrown to the ground, because it was so cold that I couldn't move the rest of my body except for barely turning my head. Gradually, I fell asleep, sometimes feeling cold all over my body, sometimes hot and unbearable, and from time to time there was a hot stabbing pain in my neck, shoulders and chest. My mind was in a mess, and I didn't know what was wrong with me.

I vaguely felt that someone was rubbing against my body, which made me extremely uncomfortable. I wanted to open my eyes, but I couldn't do it anyway, but my mind was a little clearer. The grinding became more and more intense, accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing.

I suddenly realized something, and the alarm bell in my head rang out, and I opened my eyes violently. I saw that the man in blue was pressing on me, and his big hand couldn't stop touching me. I was so shocked that I tried to push him away, but my arms were still numb, and I didn't listen to him at all, and I couldn't exert half of my strength.

"You! What are you doing!? ”

"Little girl, can't you see what you're going to do?" When he had finished speaking, his mouth came up, and his tongue picked up my lips. A sour smell mixed with alcohol rushed over me, making me almost nauseous.

Seeing that I was powerless to resist, he seemed extremely satisfied. "It's so cold, why do you only wear single clothes? Come, let Ye warm up for you! After finishing speaking, his foul mouth came up again, and I turned my head to dodge, and hurriedly called for help: "Someone! Help me! ”

The man on my body didn't pay much attention to my call for help, and just moved around my cheek and neck for his life. I was desperate in my heart, it seems that Yuan Zaidao that dog official deliberately sent me to this cell, so no matter how I call for help, no one should come to save me.

Am I really not going to be able to hide from it? Ling Niankong, why haven't you come yet? If you don't come again, this body will be ruined by others...... Suddenly, I felt that my thoughts were funny, and although I didn't want to admit it, I had always been jealous of his infatuation with the original owner. But at this moment, I was hoping that he would save me because of this infatuation. Oh no, it's to save the body. It's ridiculous!

The man had enough, and his big hands continued to roam over me. I gritted my teeth and lay upright, resigned to the inevitable for something to happen. He violently tore the placket of my clothes, and was about to continue when I heard the sound of metal clattering, and then the cell door seemed to be slammed open.

I suddenly felt lighter, and the man on my body was picked up. I couldn't help but turn my head to look, and a familiar figure came into my eyes. My heart trembled.

He's finally here!

Ling Niankong was dressed in a cyan power suit, wearing a white cloak, holding a sword in his right hand, which was placed on the man's neck, and the blade was glowing with a strange green glow. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and his wrist suddenly exerted force, but I could hear the sound of metal striking. When he looked closely, he found that Ling Niankong's sword was stopped by another sword.

The person who made the shot was the green-clothed official beside Yuan Zaidao before. "Commander Ling, this person is the nephew of General Cheng Feng, and he also called the imperial concubine Niangniang 'aunt', if he dies, I am afraid that the saint will investigate it."

Hearing this, Ling Niankong slowly moved his sword away. The green-clad officer also withdrew his sword. But he didn't want Ling Niankong's sword to be unsheathed and waved lightly, only to hear a miserable scream, blood splashed everywhere, and it actually cut off the hands of the man in blue!

Ling Niankong wiped the blood on the sword on the man's body expressionlessly, and put the sword back into its sheath. "Remember, your life, I will take it sooner or later." Ling Niankong said coldly.

The green-clothed officer sighed helplessly, called two jailers to help the man up, and carried him out.

The man's hands were cut off, and blood gushed from his wounds. He wailed and cursed, "Ling Niankong! How dare you hurt me! My uncle and aunt won't let you go! ”

When the group walked away, except for the two jailers standing by the door of the cell, only me and Ling Niankong were left.

He crouched down and helped me to my feet. I didn't have any strength in my body, and as soon as he let go, I fell backwards uncontrollably. Seeing this, he furrowed his brows, hurriedly took me in, and I leaned into his arms. He untied his cloak and wrapped me tightly.

After doing all this, he grabbed me by the neck and pushed me away a bit. His eyes were filled with anger, and he suddenly brought his face closer. I didn't know what he was going to do, I wanted to hide back, but he was holding me by the neck. He pressed his forehead to mine, his deep eyes close at hand. My breathing was a little messy, but I heard him whisper, "You have a fever." I was a little stunned, and it took me a moment to realize what he had said.

He stood up and lifted me up from the ground. There was a tingling pain in my legs, and I couldn't help but exhale in pain, and my body slid to the ground again. He grabbed me into his arms, and the murderous intent in his eyes returned. "They tortured you?!" Yubi looked at the two jailers at the door. The two jailers hurriedly fell to their knees, their heads clattering. "Commander spare your life! Commander spare your life! ”

I endured the pain in my arm and tugged at the corner of his shirt. He turned to look at me, and I shook my head at him.

He had already beheaded the hands of the children of the family, and if he was angry with the jailer again, I am afraid that things would be more complicated.

I thought he wouldn't listen to me, but I didn't want him to grit his teeth, pick me up, and walk out.

"If you just take me away like this, will you get into trouble?" My voice was weak. He ignored me, and I looked up at him to see what he was looking on, but all I could see was his thin jaw.

This man even looks so good on the contour of his jaw!

He carried me all the way out, but was stopped by a group of people at the gate of the cell. The leader is Yuan Zaidao.

"Commander Ling, Lin Xuan is an important suspect, you can't just take her away."

"What if I want to take her away?" Ling Niankong's voice was extremely cold.

Yuan Zaidao's eyes narrowed. "You are the commander of the Xuanyi Army, if you have to take people away, you can't stop these people in the Criminal Department. But you have to think about the consequences. ”

Ling Niankong sneered. "She is my person, and I bear all the blame for her crimes. If Lord Yuan finds tangible evidence, Ling is waiting for the adult to visit at any time. ”

Although I knew he didn't mean that, my heart skipped a beat when I heard him say that I was his person.

"Since Commander Ling has said everything about this, it is not easy for this official to stop him." After speaking, Yuan Zaidao took a step to the side, and the people behind him did the same, making way for him.

Ling Niankong didn't move, and continued: "But if you can't find evidence...... he paused, looking down at me. "I will not let go of anyone who has touched her or hurt her." He said it very softly, but it was suffocating to hear. Everyone gasped. I stared blankly into his eyes, and there was a look in his eyes that I couldn't understand.

He tightened his arms around me and walked out.

When I got into the carriage, he didn't put me down, but sat me on his lap and hugged me tightly. My body is finally no longer cold. As the carriage started to change, I sniffed his manly scent and faint sandalwood, closed my eyes, and listened to his heartbeat.

After a while, I heard him slowly spit out two words: "Stupid." ”

I froze and chuckled. "Yes." My voice was so soft that he couldn't help but lower his head a little.

"Why not?"

I knew he was asking me why I was holding on to his name.

"You know why." I said softly.

He knows the reason because he knows my heart for him.

"Don't take it as an example." His words were inaudible to joy and anger.

"Huh?" I don't understand.

"I don't allow you to hurt yourself again, no matter what it is."

If such a man had said such a thing, the obedient woman would have been greatly moved. But I could hear an uncontrollable pain somewhere in my heart. He'd say that, but he wouldn't see the slightest injury.

"Hmm." My voice choked in my throat.

He hugged me tightly and stopped talking. I snuggled into his arms and felt the warmth he brought to me.