Chapter 83: Princess Sister x Emperor Brother [84]
"Report to Your Majesty! The minions did not find the whereabouts of His Highness..."
"If you don't find it, you dare to come back and report...", all of them are impatient.
Thinking about it, Huang Qingmo narrowed his pupils slightly, and the pupils were full of killing intent.
How long has it been now, and I haven't even found it, a bunch of rubbish!!
Suddenly, Huang Qingmo only felt that there was a nameless anger burning in his heart, and he urgently needed to vent it.
"Your Majesty, although the minions have not found His Highness! But the minions found someone else! It was the one who murdered His Highness in the previous days. ”
Seeing that the situation was wrong, the guard immediately quickly told what he had discovered.
It was because of this sentence that he successfully survived. Huang Qingmo paused for a moment, and spit out two words from his mouth coldly.
"Lead the way."
He wanted to see if it was that guy who didn't know how to live or die dared to do his task, he was simply impatient.
Following the guards, Huang Qingmo came to the dungeon.
The inside of the dungeon is very eerie and damp. In one of the cells, another person was left with her hair disheveled, her body covered in wounds, and it seemed that there was no intact place.
The man locked his eyes, angry.
"Ahem, ahem..."If it weren't for the coughing sound he made from time to time, and the chest that rose and fell as he breathed, I am afraid that someone would have mistaken this for a dead man.
"Your Majesty, right here, this is."
Hearing the sound from outside, the eyelashes of the one lying there, covered in bruises, slowly fluttered twice, and then raised his eyes, and he was not surprised to see Huang Qingmo.
Almost instantly, Huang Qingmo recognized who this person was. "Wang Zhaoxia."
"Huh." Wang Zhaoxia smiled. "I didn't expect Your Majesty to be able to remember my name, I really feel extremely lucky."
"Why are you whispering?" At the same time, there is what Huang Qingmo wants to ask the most. "Where's the whisper?"
"Your Majesty, you should know, Huang Qingyu has fallen off the cliff, the person who fell, Your Majesty, do you think there is a possibility of survival?"
The answer, of course, is no.
"Huang's whispering caused my sister to be sent into the cold palace, so no matter what, I can't swallow this bad breath."
Wang Zhaoxia has been preparing for this for a long time, but she has been waiting for an opportunity.
When the time came, she also succeeded in avenging Wang Chaoyang, but she herself was exposed.
But it doesn't matter, Wang Chaoxia still understands the truth of one life for one life.
"Your Majesty, do you want to kill me?" Looking at Huang Qingmo's eyes that couldn't wait for herself, Wang Chaoxia smiled very happily.
"I feel that my cheap life can be exchanged for a life whispered by the phoenix, and I feel that it is worth it."
Huang Qingmo wanted to know what was going on through Wang Chaoxia's mouth, but he didn't expect that Wang Chaoxia would not be cooperated with him at all, no matter what, Wang Chaoxia just didn't want to say it.
Among them, Wang Zhaoxia even wanted to commit suicide directly, not wanting to endure these tortures anymore.
However, he was simply stopped by someone and did not die.
"Do you think you can do it yourself and bear the consequences on your own? I tell you, it's impossible, if you dare to die, I will dare to punish your nine clans. ”
Wang Zhaoxia is so naïve, do you think that she can bear the consequences alone? Huang Qingmo naturally won't let Wang Chaoxia get her wish.
"I'm not going to kill you until Whisper comes back."
must torture Wang Chaoxia well, even if this is the case, it will not be able to relieve the hatred in Huang Qingmo's heart.
"Huang Qingmo, you tyrant..."Wang Chaoxia almost crushed one of her silver teeth.
"Huh." Tyrant, is it?
Huang Qingmo looked at Wang Chaoxia's eyes cold.
"Look, don't let her kill herself."
After speaking, Huang Qingmo turned around and left this place directly.
After returning to the dormitory, Huang Qingmo rubbed his temples slightly tiredly.
Whispering, where the hell are you....
As time passed, Whisper's leg began to slowly improve, and she could now get out of bed and walk a few steps, but she still couldn't go too far, because then Whisper would feel a dull pain in her leg.
Every half a month, Du Qiulan would go down the mountain to buy some daily necessities, and each time she went there was a whole day.
Today, Du Qiulan went down the mountain to buy things as before, leaving Whispering to stay here alone, before leaving, Du Qiulan told Whisper a thousand times, telling Whisper not to run around.
If you get lost in the mountains, it's hard to find someone.
It's great that I'm finally left alone. This was Whisper's first thought after Du Qiulan left.
Now no one, no matter what you do, no one cares, so whispering feels a little happy.
Whispering asked 99 to show a movie to herself, and watched it while eating, until dusk, looking at the time, Whispering knew that Du Qiulan was about to come back.
[Baby, you say, Du Qiulan has taken care of me for so many days, do I need to repay him? How about cooking him dinner? 】
Whispering touched her chin and began to think.
[Okay.] 】(*^_^*)
When he whispered the offer, 99 immediately agreed. Cooking for Du Qiulan is also a way to brush Du Qiulan's favorability.
But then, 99 remembered that a person had a serious problem.
[But host, do you know how to cook?] 】QwQ
[Hehe, baby, you really underestimate me, although you say that you haven't cooked yourself, but I see others do it :-)]
It's so simple to watch others cook, and I feel that I should have no problem whispering.
[Then the host, come on. I don't know why, 99 has an ominous feeling in his heart.
By the time Whisper started cooking, 99 proved what he had guessed.
Is Whispering cooking or crafting weapons? What is that black mass!
【Host! Can you eat this?! 】
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99 said that he was frightened by the finished product of the whisper.
[Why can't you eat it?] Whispering and raising eyebrows [I watched others do this]
But I don't know why, what I make looks different from someone else's? Why is it a black mess that I burn out?
[Although the appearance of my production looks bad, the taste should be good.] 】
Probably....
Whispering looked at the food she had cooked, and she didn't have a bottom in her heart.
99 didn't speak, just silently lit a candle for Du Qiulan and mourned for Du Qiulan for two seconds.
I hope that the things made by his host can be eaten.