Chapter 818: The Man Imprisoned by the Prince

Yu Qianqiong slowly retreated behind the second prince and the prince, and swore that if the beauty was killed by the prince, he would directly take the life of the prince! What if you fight a fish and die and the net is broken!

The prince asked the second prince: "What is the reason why my father is here?" ”

The second prince said directly: "You once asked this king for a rhyme, and this king kept her useful, but he never responded to you." If you really like her, let her serve you for two days. This person still has to be sent away. ”

Shizi smiled strangely and said, "If you like it, how can you give it away?" ”

A steel thorn slipped out of Yu Qianqiong's cuffs, and the sharp tip was between his fingers, looming. Just like his mood at the moment, sharp and resentful.

The second prince asked, "So, you robbed the rhyme?" ”

Shizi asked, "Who is Yunbi?" ”

The second prince frowned slightly, and said, "This king said that she is still useful and can't die." ”

Shizi said: "When have I touched someone who is useful to you?" ”

Yu Qianqiong didn't want to listen to the two of them pushing back and forth like this, so she immediately said to the second prince: "My subordinate ate a bad stomach this morning, so I will go out for a trip." ”

The second prince bowed slightly, Yu Qianqiong walked out, and the prince looked at Yu Qianqiong's back, and smiled meaninglessly: "Sneer...... ”

The other side.

At the door of the prince's room, the princess poked her head out, opened the door lightly, and walked in.

Shizi's room was filled with a special smell, although it was not choking, but it made people's throat dry and uncomfortable. The princess covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and walked around the house, but she didn't find anything special.

To her surprise, the prince's room was very simple, and there were only a few antiques, jade, calligraphy and paintings, which was really shabby for the identity of the prince.

There were only beds and a few simple utensils in the room, and their tones were particularly single, all of which were a dark brown color, similar to black, but different from black.

The princess stroked a vase and almost knocked it over. She hurriedly reached for the vase and carefully placed it back in its place. When I let go, I found a layer of gray-white dust rubbing off my hand. I twisted it with my hand, but I didn't feel like ash. However, no matter what the contents of this vase were, the room of the dignified prince was so dirty that it was unreasonable.

The princess wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and walked around the house again, never letting go inside and out. When her gaze fell on a large black cabinet, she paused slightly. The cabinet was as tall as a man and as wide as three feet wide, and when I touched it with my hand, it was an iron cabinet! Reach out and knock on it, and it will make a muffled sound. Obviously, it was empty inside.

There was a lock on the black iron cabinet, but it was not locked, which shows that when the prince heard the knock on the door just now, he acted in a hurry.

The princess fell into hesitation, not only wanting to leave quickly, but also wanting to find out. Ultimately, curiosity prevails. She opened the obviously heavy cabinet door and saw the stairs going down.

Where there is no light, it looks black and empty, and I don't know where it ends. There was a fishy smell floating in the cabinet, and I don't know if it was blood or rust.

The crown princess gritted her teeth and walked inside.

The staircase is circular, and after going around in a circle, you come to the ground floor of the main house.

There are no candles underground, but there are a few night pearls the size of lychees inlaid on the ceiling, emitting a bright green light, which looks ghostly, but it can make people see the surrounding furnishings clearly.

Compared to the above-ground rooms, this is more like a place to live, with both master and side bedrooms, and the luxurious place is not sloppy at all.

There is obviously not the slightest wind underground, but because of the low temperature, it always makes people feel cold down their backs and their hairs stand on end.

The princess rubbed her arms and walked quickly through the various rooms, but she didn't see anything unusual. I just think that there are a lot of curtains here. There is a double bed in the master bedroom, and the head of the bed is just leaning against the wall, but there are heavy curtains hanging on the wall, which looks heavy.

The princess walked to the side of the bed, stretched out her hand, opened the curtain, and was so frightened that she gasped!

Behind the curtain, there was a room. The room, which had no door, was connected to the master bedroom, but was separated by a thick and airtight curtain to form two rooms.

On the left and right walls of that room, there were six rows of shelves nailed to each other. On the shelves, there are jars of different sizes. The wall facing the bed is inlaid with black iron chains. Three of them were chained, respectively, to the neck and left and right wrists of a second-class maidservant.

The woman was curled up on the ground, her head bowed, as if she had passed out.

Suddenly, the second-class maidservant shook her shoulders, slowly raised her head, and looked at the princess.

The four looked at each other, and they were all stunned.

The princess didn't expect that the second-class maidservant who was locked here turned out to be Yunbi.

Tang Jiaren didn't expect that the person who locked herself in the basement was actually the princess. But after thinking about it again, I felt that something was wrong. Looking at the appearance of the princess, she was obviously surprised.

Tang Jiaren's mind turned very quickly, and she immediately showed a pitiful expression, and she was about to open her mouth to ask the princess to help her let go. As a result, as soon as she opened her mouth, the princess loosened the curtain that was tightly held in the palm of her hand.

The curtain was like a guillotine, slowly falling in Tang Jiaren's eyes, isolating the green hope and cutting it in two.

Tang Jiaren sat on the ground for a while, quietly listening to the movements around him, and became more and more sure that he was in the basement, and the surroundings were dry and cold. She moved her stiff limbs, leaned against the wall, and slowly stood up, looking at the jars around her, and at the same time felt a finger and a half long wire from her waist, made her head into a small half-circle, and reached into the keyhole to start picking the lock.

She imagined that like Yu Qianqiong and Meng Tianqing, she could walk the world with a wire, but the lock in front of her seemed to be different, no matter how she hooked it, she couldn't make a crisp click. It's very depressing.

Yu Qianqiong asked her to be careful of the world, she took this as the wind in her ears, and as a result, she really fell for it. Last night, she was lying on the wall to watch Qiu Jiangyan's liveliness, and was about to use a small notebook to record the vivid and intriguing pictures and dialogues, when she felt a cold aura behind her approaching her. Before she could turn her head, she was pinched by the back of her neck; Before she could save herself, she was pinched and passed out. Such a master should not be underestimated.

She didn't know how she was brought here, but as soon as she woke up, she saw the face of the princess. After a little thought, I learned that this was the territory of the prince, and the person who robbed her must be the prince.

Son, who is it? Why did you take yourself? Could it be that the prince knows her secret? Why is all this like this airtight curtain, covering the secret of the unseemly?