Zhong Lixun propped himself up, and the corners of his mouth cracked with cold hatred: "His Royal Highness doesn't need a sin maid to save him." ”

Ah Rong gritted her teeth, why did she want to save him? Wouldn't it be better if he died? Then maybe you can escape from this cage!

A light plum fragrance slowly overflowed between his noses, the smell of the gloomy man in front of him, and Ah Rong abruptly let go of his hand on his broad shoulder.

The ruthlessness in the eyes of this evil man couldn't be more obvious, even disgusted! Ah Rong wanted to get up and leave, but her hand trembled at the moment she let go, and a thin hole seemed to open in her heart, she didn't understand why he hated her so much, and she really couldn't figure out the torture in the past few months.

Ah Rong quickly got up and walked to the door to close the door of the hall, secretly saying that he was useless.

"Fuck off! Even if Your Highness dies, you don't need to save him. Ah Rong dragged him to the wide bed with all his might, Zhong Lixun stared at her with narrow eyes, thin lips spit out thin cool words, and the bottom of his eyes was bottomless.

Ah Rong smiled bitterly, his heart ached a little: "Your Highness, I don't know why you hate slaves and maids so much, since this is the case, the slaves and maids will help Your Highness, and when Your Highness recovers from her injuries, she will drive the slaves and maids out of the house, so that Your Highness can't see it." ”

He took out a bottle of healing medicine from his arms, and cut the clothes on his chest with scissors, revealing the man's hard and broad white chest.

A wound like a blood centipede appeared on Zhong Lixun's chest, the wound was long, and the spurs spread around, like the thin and dense feet of a centipede, which was very terrifying.

"How can there be such a vicious knife technique? It must be very painful......" Ah Rong was worried, and Zhong Lixun no longer had the strength to push her away.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep, and it did not pierce the heart, Ah Rong sighed and gently sprinkled the white powder on the wound.

"Don't worry, you can't die." It seemed to be a little painful, Zhong Lixun snorted, and the next moment, he held her slender wrist tightly.

But, for a moment, he put it down weakly.

Zhong Lixun's eyes slowly turned to the stunning cheeks of the woman squatting in front of him, at this moment, Ah Rong's small face was slightly hooked, and the long black eyelashes left a small shadow, and a touch of star-like sunlight was projected outside the broken window, sprinkled on Ah Rong's side face.

The beauty is picturesque, the tattoo between her eyebrows always shows her identity as a criminal slave, and the graceful curvature of her face with her head bowed is indeed moving. Zhong Lixun snorted coldly in his heart, but this kind of peaceful moment had never been there.

Xun Rong's sword was indeed fierce, the pain of the wound confused his mind, and the appearance of tortoiseshell jade appeared in front of him, and the temperament of tortoiseshell jade and mother concubine was very similar.

The dignified eldest princess of the Middle Jin Dynasty will not be what he can ask for as a son of a concubine of Southern Chu, Yuyu accompanied Wan Qian Zhong to the palace of Southern Chu that year, and mistakenly broke into his mother Concubine Merlin, he just joked a few words, and was accused by the queen's people of molesting the princess of Zhongjin, and was reprimanded by his father to Tailuan Palace, and then it was wishful thinking to ask to marry Yu.

However, this sin girl looks very similar to Tortoiseshell, and he tortures her, but he uses her as a stand-in for Tortoiseshell to ask for but not to vent.

But now I found that this sin maid is not at all like tortoiseshell.

Back then, Tortoise Jade disdained him, he vowed to marry Tortoise Yu, and she also vowed to get Ah Rong in her hands, no matter what her identity was!

The smell of blood and powdered medicine filled the air.

"Your Highness, don't move, the slave will help you bandage it." Ah Rong didn't dare to look up, tore off the corner of her dress, took the pale yellow cloth and told Zhong Lixun that she wanted to bandage him.

Zhong Lixun stared at her directly, Zhong Lixun's eyes were full of disdain and hatred, and when he disobeyed him or watched his concubine beat her in the past, this man did not look at her with such hateful eyes.

Try his best to ignore that gaze, skillfully bandage the wound with a strip of white cloth, when he was in Xiao Mansion, Ah Rong was also injured many times, practicing martial arts for Luo'er and fighting with others.

After bandaging, Ah Rong consciously wanted to escape from here, and quickly stood up and said, "Your Highness, the slave and maid will retire and go to Qiushui Qiuyue to come over and heal your wounds."

"Stop." Zhong Lixun looked straight at her, the corners of his mouth were slightly cold, with a provocative meaning, "You don't ask me why I'm injured?" ”

Ah Rong was stunned for a moment, but still lowered his head and whispered: "A slave is a slave and a maid, and you shouldn't ask about the master."

"You're keeping to yourself." Zhong Lixun* said, his lips that had lost a little blood lightly hooked a smile, and the smile was a little illusory, "I thought you were bent on killing me." ”

Ah Rong didn't know what Zhong Lixun meant, this self-deprecating tone really didn't seem like it was said by this cold Second Highness, Ah Rong smiled bitterly, this suspicious man was suspicious of her again?

Without further thought, Ah Rong saluted Zhong Lixun and went out of the Yimei Hall to find the autumn water and autumn moon.

***

In Yinfang Pavilion, because of the master's panic, Rong Caiyin got out of the carriage from the Rongguo Mansion, and the people moved the gifts from the old lady to the lady out of the carriage, but a little maid who stayed in the Yinfang Pavilion happened to enter the room to inform the lady that something had happened.

Qinghe quickly took off his wife's gorgeous headdress and changed his wife's clothes again: "Madam, don't worry, Your Highness Jiren has a heavenly appearance, and it will be fine!" ”

Rong Caiyin also unbuttoned her clothes, and her appearance was full of melancholy: "How not to worry, Your Highness has never been seriously injured." ”

"Qinghe, hurry up!" Rong Caiyin urged, remembering that His Royal Highness had spent a lot of energy secretly practicing martial arts for many years without the eyes and ears of the prince in the palace, why was he injured this time? Could it be that he is extremely strong?

If you break the predicament, wait for the opportunity......

The man in white on the street today flashed in her mind, Rong Caiyin suddenly paused, took Qinghe's hand and asked eagerly: "Qinghe, you help me check the white-clothed fortune teller on the street today." ”

"Madame, don't worry, Qinghe will send someone to look for it today." Qinghe was stunned, nodded, and continued to sort out the clothes for his wife.

***

A small, dilapidated room with a gray wooden door, and the room was full of dirt, and when you looked up, you could see that the beams were covered with heavy gray and white cobwebs.

Turning his gaze to the only broken wooden bed in the room where he could rest, he raised his hand to a gray nose, and on the bed sat a woman in rags.

Beneath the dirty hair was a delicate and beautiful face, and there was the sound of chains colliding when the lock was opened, and the gray door was opened from the outside, and the maid who delivered the meal threw over a bowl of unpalatable food and snorted coldly: "Eat, it's really dirty." ”

The door was immediately locked again, but another maid said gloomily: "She used to be a person who served His Highness, and now she deserves to be so down!" I don't know why His Highness still keeps her! ”

The maid who delivered the meal said viciously: "No, Your Highness is really injured now, I think it is this unlucky woman who is guilty!" I can't figure out what's wrong with serving His Highness well!? We don't have that blessing yet! ”

"Okay, okay, let's go! I have to give Sister Qiuyue an errand. ”

The voices of the two faded away, and the woman on the bed suddenly smiled.

Bi Lian slowly stood up, took out a green qiqin that he desperately protected from the bottom of the bed, lovingly peeled off the cloth of the piano, sat on the bed and naturally hooked the strings with his fingers, and a crisp sound like a spring flowed from his fingertips.

There seemed to be a poisonous snake gnawing at the intestines in his abdomen, and despite the severe pain of the life-locking pill in his body, he still hooked the strings with his fingers.

"Baguio, my sister misses you very much," she would play the piano when she was thinking about Baguio, Baguio said sadly, and then said coldly, "Zhong Lixun, you also have today, you better not live, otherwise as long as I, Yun Bilian, am still alive, I will definitely try my best to kill you with my own hands." ”