"Blame the air chief? Well, it's to blame, if he hadn't come so late, would I have been like this, but I want to know, what did the prince say when he knew that his women were doing this to me? ”

"It's a pity, when the prince came, the wolves had already left, but I heard from the two little maids who just came that the princess saw that the situation was not good and went back to her parents' house, and the prince had nowhere to vent, so he beat the two guards!"

"Ran away?" He Mengxi was surprised.

"Maybe the princess was afraid of the prince's reproach and left!" Ome analysis.

He Mengxi nodded again and again: "Gao, let's avoid the edge first, but it's not so much, for me?" The prince won't do anything to the princess, there's no need to run! ”

"Because the prince cares about you, and he doesn't care about you ordinarily!" Qingmei is more and more sure of her judgment.

"You mean, the prince likes me?" He Mengxi heard what she meant.

Qingmei nodded heavily.

He Mengxi smiled "hehe", when he smiled, his body hurt, and he could only endure laughing.

"Qingmei, are you daydreaming, he likes me? I'm just a prisoner, I don't have any use value, Ling Zixu is a person like him, he is arrogant and empty-eyed, he won't like a prisoner......"

Before the words fell, the door squeaked and was pushed open.

He Mengxi and Qingmei turned their heads to see that Ling Zixu was already standing at the door, and the two were shocked.

"Of course I won't like you, you're mine...... Slave, what is there to like......"

Looking at Ling Zixu, who was pale, Qingmei greeted her in a panic, and said "Lord, I'll make tea" and cautiously avoided the door.

He Mengxi had to laugh dryly twice, and felt why his body hurt so much, and moaned lowly.

Ling Zixu sat on the Taishi chair opposite the bed, his face drooping, and his body was cold.

Seeing that Ling Zixu's face was not good, He Mengxi had no choice but to say: "You are my master, I am your slave, this is true, it's just that you, the master, also want to protect the slaves, right?" Seeing that your slave has been beaten for no reason, you as a master must go and ask for an explanation! ”

"What do you mean, let me go to the princess to ask you for an explanation?" Ling Zixu had a cold face and sat down on the Taishi chair steadily.

He sat upright and straight, holding the prince's shelf, his eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth were sneering, not caring at all that He Mengxi was in unbearable pain at this time, as if he was looking like a teacher asking for guilt.

He Mengxi knew that he was so unhappy because he heard their conversation.

However, in the end, it was that sentence that offended the golden and precious Lord Ling, she was a little confused, and no matter how much she recalled what she said, she couldn't think of a reason, and she didn't bother to think about it.

"Where do you dare, the princess is your woman, I am just your slave, your woman beat your slave, it is right, so, how many women do you have, let them come together, beat me to death!"

The more He Mengxi spoke, the more he felt cold, sad, and aggrieved, plus his face hurt and his back hurt, and his tears involuntarily "snapped" and "snapped" fell.

Ling Zixu listened to her words full of resentment, glanced at her, and realized that she was crying.

"This time, why don't you beg for mercy?" Ling Zixu finally softened his voice.

He Mengxi's eyes were hazy with tears, and she lay on the boat and looked at the ground and laughed miserably: "Begging for mercy? Is it useful, your woman, two women, are coming to spend my face, just because my face is good-looking, so I think I threaten them, it's ridiculous, what am I threatening, I'm just imprisoned here by you, I'm not wronged! ”

"You didn't try, how do you know it's useless to beg for mercy?"

"Do you still need to try, a woman's jealousy will kill, besides, why am I asking for mercy, I would rather be beaten, I will not beg for mercy! I don't even have the backbone to do that! ”

"Hehe, a person with backbone, why did you beg for mercy in front of me in the first place, by the way, how do you know that begging for mercy in front of me is useful?"

He Mengxi felt that something was wrong, and his thoughts changed: "Actually, I don't know if it's useful, but master, you look as cold as an iceberg, in fact, there is still a little bit of kindness in your eyes, so I thought, maybe it may be...... Useful! ”

He Mengxi said this, with the meaning of slapping the horse, in fact, at the moment of life and death, in order to survive, I am afraid there is no other way except to beg for mercy.

Ling Zixu laughed dryly, it seems that this fart has hit the point.

"You're going to watch people put food on the plate!" Ling Zixu squinted at He Mengxi.

"Besides, if I really beg for mercy this time, the master's face will not shine......" He Mengxi said smoothly.

"What does it have to do with me?" Ling Zixu's eyes flashed.

"Uh, uh......" He Mengxi was speechless for a while, then lowered his head, collapsed on the bed and began to moan again.

"Gu Shizhen's medicine has always been very effective, what's the matter, it still hurts?" Ling Zixu stood up and walked over to see He Mengxi's injury.

He Mengxi "hummed" twice: "Hmph,...... No matter how good the medicine is, it will hurt for a few days before it scabs....... ”

"I was careless, this kind of thing won't happen again." Ling Zixu seemed to be apologizing.

"You can't stay here every day?" He Mengxi seems to be hopeless.

"Windy City will stay here!"

"That Taoist priest? Today it's because he left his post without permission......"

"I don't blame him today,...... Anyway, I'll arrange it in the future......"

"Hey, you still don't want to be too nice to me, if you treat me well, those women of yours will not tolerate me!"

"You think I'm good to you?" The corners of Ling Zixu's mouth hooked.

"Well, as a warden, of course you're good......."

"Don't you hate me?"

"Hate? Of course, I don't hate ......, and I want to thank you for not killing, and besides, you also give me healing ....... ”

He Mengxi said things against her heart very calmly, just when she was beaten, she once hated Ling Zixu and his ...... Woman.

"So, what about before?" Ling Zixu clung to this topic.

"Before?"

"...... on the battlefield"

"I can't remember those things, since I was captured, I have lost my memory......"

This is the truth, where did He Mengxi know about the previous things, because she didn't want to be Chen Meiyu, she kept resisting, resisting those memories that didn't belong to her.

Ling Zixu nodded, no wonder, it turned out to be amnesia, in this way, many questions can be explained.

At this time, He Mengxi, who was lying on the bed, was covered with a brocade quilt, and He Mengxi in the brocade quilt did not even wear a corset, she only wore a narrow sleeved middle garment, and her back was completely bare.

After Qingmei applied the ointment to her, she just covered it with plain yarn, and then put on a soft thin brocade quilt.

Ling Zixu stood beside the bed, and raised her hand to lift her brocade quilt.

"Don't move, prince!" He Mengxi shouted.