Yan Liwu was not familiar with the rules of the palace, but her eyes were bright, and as soon as she stepped into the dim room, she saw that this was not a place for people to rest at all.

The small room was dim and stuffy, there were no windows, and it was lit by a few oil lamps on the wall, and under the oil lamps hung a row of various tools, or iron or bamboo, and in the corners of the room there were many strange wooden things, large and small, none of which could be named.

This scene made Yan Liwu suddenly think of the torture room, and even the eerie and terrifying feeling was not much different.

The sound of the door slamming shut down the intention of leaving the worry and leaving euphemistically, and turned back suddenly, sure enough, the palace maid who brought her just now was gone, and only the sound of chains outside the door was heard.

Has someone found out who you are? Yan Li secretly gasped, clenched into a fist with one hand, and quietly touched the Huangcheng Sword at his waist with the other, and his amber eyes looked at him vigilantly.

There was no one else in the room, and there was a wooden door opposite the entrance, and when Yan Liwu wanted to approach and investigate, the door creaked open, and a pleasant but arrogant and mocking woman's voice came from behind the door.

"What a bold maid, walking around the palace and not knowing how to bow your head, who gave you the courage?"

The wooden door opened, and the young woman in the purple and blue hundred butterfly cloud satin skirt walked out slowly under the support of the palace maid, the cloud temples were half curled, the green silk was long and hanging, and a pair of slightly long eyes looked at each other coldly and coldly, and the cold air was completely inconsistent with the silk and satin and noble hairpin.

"What's wrong with walking with your chest up and your head up? With their heads down, aren't they going to hit someone? Yan Liwu didn't know the woman, but listening to her tone, it seemed that he had been observing Yan Liwu for a while.

"Yan Xiang, what punishment should the subordinate receive for making disrespectful remarks to the master and not abiding by the palace rules? I can't remember this palace for a while, do you remember? The woman ignored her retort, sneered, and pretended to ask the palace maid next to her.

"Hui Yun Concubine Niangniang, there are many punishments for not abiding by the palace rules, and it is relatively light to confront the master, but it is not so simple to despise the concubine." Slanted at Yan Li, the palace maid deliberately raised her voice, "If the attitude of the subordinate who violates the rules is better, it will be okay to hit dozens of boards; If the attitude is not good, then scraping the skin, cutting the tongue, or cutting off the finger is not excessive. ”

Yan Liwu gasped, but he was not frightened by the punishments, but surprised by the woman's identity.

Concubine Yun, isn't that what Wen Mozheng said, the marriage concubine who charmed the emperor with her charms? And Jun Wunian also said that she was hunted down and killed in Northern Xinjiang before, and the person behind the scenes was Concubine Yun, could it be that Concubine Yun saw through her identity in Yangcheng Hall that day and recognized her as the "Qinglian King"?

Before there was a clear answer, Yan Liwu didn't plan to declare his identity, so he had to pretend that he didn't understand anything and continue acting.

"Did the mother recognize the wrong person? The slave maid is a maid in the palace of Cijun, and she has entered the palace very few times, and there is no behavior against the master. Besides, even if the slave and maid are at fault, they should not be measured by the rules of the palace, and they should be punished or beaten, and the prince has his own judgment. ”

"The maid who follows King Cijun every day, how can this palace admit her mistake? Yan Xiang, you go down first, this palace will personally educate and educate this unruly thing. Concubine Yun withdrew Yanxiang, looked at Yan Li and smiled lightly, gloomy and cold.

Yan Liwu didn't know if she was wrong, at that moment she seemed to see a touch of cold hatred through Concubine Yun's eyes, but where did this hatred come from? The background of King Qinglian is a mystery, and the relationship between Concubine Yun and King Qinglian is even more mysterious.

"Since Concubine Yun said that she didn't admit her mistake, can you tell the slave maid, who is the slave in Niangniang's eyes?" Yan Liwu tentatively spoke, and his eyes were always fixed on Concubine Yun's face.

"A lowly maid, shouldn't she kneel down to the palace when she speaks?" Concubine Yun approached step by step, picked off the dried rattan hanging on the wall, and shook it hard.

The rattan was mixed with salt water, and when the water was removed, it was pliable and strong, and it twitched in the air with a loud sound, and the end of it quickly crossed the shoulders of Yan Liwu.

Yan Liwu frowned slightly, and took a step back quietly: "If you want to be punished, you should always give a reason." ”

"I'm a master, you're a minion, isn't that enough?" Another loud whip sounded, and this time the flexible rattan did not miss Yan Liwu, but slapped it fiercely on Yan Liwu's arm. Concubine Yun looked at Yan Liwu and hugged her arms and gasped, a satisfied smile appeared on her face, the corners of her lips were slightly curled, and her eyes became more and more ruthless: "If you ask a question, this palace will reward you with a whip, the whip has been beaten just now, now prick up your ears and listen to this palace - who you are, this palace is very clear." No matter how many years have passed, no matter what you have become, as long as you see your disgusting eyes pretending to be innocent, this palace will immediately recognize it, and you will never want to escape the palm of this palace! ”

These two sentences were said extremely cold, and there was great hatred in their tones. Yan Liwu seemed to hear the sound of Concubine Yun gritting her teeth, and the coldness was like silk, penetrating her skin little by little, seeping into her blood, and reaching her internal organs.

One time.

Yan Liwu gritted his teeth and counted, tilted his head slightly, and sneered neither humbly nor arrogantly: "No matter who I am, Niangniang abused lynching to punish the maid of the Cijun Palace, this kind of thing is not good for the emperor?" Even if the emperor protects you and refuses to punish you, those ministers of the previous dynasty can all open their eyes and spoil their concubines, and few people want to see it again. ”

"No one has seen you come here, and no one knows what this palace has done to you, even if you die, it's just another mysterious disappearance in the harem, if you want to threaten this palace, you have to come up with a more favorable excuse."

Concubine Yun didn't pay attention to the words at all, raised her arms and raised her hands, and whipped down again.

The rattan was only the thickness of a little finger, but it hurt so much that he couldn't do it, and he wanted to retreat and dodge, but he knew that it had been pasted to the wall and there was no way back, so he had to stand up and resist another whip. Gritting his teeth and lifting the sleeves of his shirt, two crimson and purple bruises were clearly visible, which made Yan Li's anger gradually rise.

"Something to say. I don't know who you've had a holiday with, but I'm just an ordinary maid, and I can't stand the restrictions of the palace, if you dare to act recklessly, don't blame me for being unkind! ”

A lowly maid actually said such heavy words to a concubine, if it weren't for the fact that she was worried and blessed by the identity of "Qinglian King", she would definitely be asking for her own death.

Yan Liwu thought that Concubine Yun would be annoyed and angry, but who knew that Concubine Yun was not angry but laughed, picked up the rattan and wrapped it in her hand, her eyes became more and more cold: "Don't tell me what rules and regulations, do you know what etiquette, righteousness and shame are?" If you know, how can you do something that is loved by others? ”

"What did I take? You entered the palace to compete for favor with the concubines, what did I hinder you? Yan Liwu became more and more confused, and she couldn't figure out the meaning behind Concubine Yun's words at all, and before she could continue to ask, Concubine Yun's face suddenly turned cold, and the rattan crackled down like rain.

"You're playing stupid again! Do you think that others will not recognize you if you change the skin? Those disgusting things you do...... No matter what you become, you're a! Slut! ”

Even in the Qinglian Palace Underground Palace or the Northern Xinjiang Military Camp, Yan Liwu had never been bullied like this, she was beaten and scolded, and she didn't even know why she had suffered this. The anger became more and more intense in the chaos and bursts of pain, and after a whip was slammed on his cheeks and caused a hot pain, Yan Liwu finally gave up his blind defense, saw the rattan drawn from his head and reached out to grab it, and then shook it hard, pulling Concubine Yun to his side.

Concubine Yun was stunned, forgetting how to react for a while, and when she was worried, she seized the opportunity to snatch the rattan and threw it high. The rattan drew an arc in the air, and the circled semicircle happened to fall around Concubine Yun, Yan Li bent his arms to hold the two ends of the rattan and pulled it back, and the rattan instantly tightened, strangled on Concubine Yun's slender neck.

The sudden pain of suffocation made Concubine Yun couldn't help but moan, and her ten fingers tightly grasped the rattan and tried to tear up some space, but Yan Liwu didn't give her a chance to dodge at all, turned around behind Concubine Yun, bent her knee and kicked hard, forcing Concubine Yun to kneel on one knee.

"Swallow...... Xiang ......" Concubine Yun twisted her body desperately, but she only made a faint and faint sound with all her strength, and the pink and white cheeks that the rouge swept quickly turned red.

For Yan Liwu, it was easy to turn defense to attack and subdue a woman who didn't know kung fu at all, and she could even easily kill Concubine Yun if she continued like this, but after the short period of anger subsided, Yan Liwu still relaxed the rattan.

"Don't you dare to kill me...... Is it? After a moment of relaxation, she was finally able to breathe, and after a violent cough, Concubine Yun did not show fear, and even refused to restrain a little, but instead glared at Yan Li's worried eyes and was ruthless, "Kill me!" Aren't you angry? Kill me and relieve my anger, hurry! ”

Yan Liwu's fingers moved, but he didn't make any more ruthless moves.

"If you kill me, don't even think about escaping, the emperor will use the most painful means to let you enjoy it, it is more painful than being ruined. Do you think it is happiness to bear the sin of bewitching the king and the country, but to escape the death penalty? I'm telling you, as long as I'm alive, I won't let you live a good day! Concubine Yun let out a hoarse laugh that was almost crazy, and took advantage of the moment when she was in a trance, tearing open the rattan and running aside.

"What is the relationship between you and the Qinglian King?" Yan Liwu could already confirm that Concubine Yun knew her identity, so she couldn't help frowning and asked in a low voice.

"Qinglian King? I have nothing to do with the Qinglian King - oh, now that I have it, the Qinglian King pretended to be a maid and assassinated the palace, is this a relationship? The rampant Concubine Yun seemed to have forgotten the pain just now, so she sneered a few times, and suddenly changed as if she was a person again, staring at Yan Li hysterically, "King Qinglian, Yan Li is worried...... Do you think this identity can hide the mistakes you have made? Do you think you can atone for your sins by distributing the frontier? Words away from worries, words away from worries...... From the moment I heard this name, I knew that you, the haunted woman, were still alive, and God gave me a chance to take revenge on me and let me be reborn! Say goodbye, Miss Yan, do you like the wedding gift I gave you? ”