Ye Junchen opened his eyes slightly, his thick eyelashes were covered with rippling, but the depths of his beautiful eyes were full of bloodthirsty evil spirits, and he sat up slowly with his big hands supporting his body.

The soft sound attracted the attention of Han Yue in the house, and when he turned around and saw his master getting out of bed, he was secretly surprised and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Why are you here?" The voice was low and hoarse, but it was like a heavenly sound.

"It was arranged by Madame." Han Yue naturally knew what the master was going to ask, and replied softly, "Madame said that this place is relatively quiet, and no one will know." ”

When Ye Junchen heard this, he slowly raised his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was beautiful but dangerous.

Han Yue chuckled in her heart and clenched her hands into fists.

"Master, it's not that your subordinates say much, it's that you suddenly fell ill, so ......"

"What about her?" Ye Junchen interrupted Han Yue's words and asked softly.

“……”

"Say!" The voice was ghostly, cold and piercing.

"Back to my master's words, ma'am...... Madame is in the Prince's Mansion. ”

Ye Junchen glanced at Han Yue lightly, Han Yue's body was weak, and she knelt on her knees.

He could feel the bloodthirsty killing aura emanating from his master's body, and at this moment, he felt that his whole body was frozen, and even the blood in his body was coagulated, and he was terrified.

There was a sound of wind in his ears, and when he looked up, where was there still the figure of the master in the room, Hanyue secretly screamed badly and chased him out.

Standing on top of the treetops, looking at the chaotic Prince's Mansion, three thousand ink hairs fluttering wantonly in the wind, and the peach blossom eyes under the golden ghost face were slightly frivolous, magnificent and gorgeous, and the aura was gloomy.

Thin lips slightly hooked.

In an instant, countless black-clothed people with white ghost faces rushed into the prince's mansion from all directions, killing people when they saw them, without the slightest mercy.

In the time of a cup of tea, the Prince's Mansion was full of blood, and no one survived.

"Master, find a secret room." A man with a blue face and fangs quickly knew that there was no end to the crime, and he clenched his fists with both hands.

The cold eyes of the guilty man narrowed slightly.

The secret room was built under Qin Tianling's study, and if it weren't for the study being burned clean, the existence of the underground secret room would not have been discovered at all.

Quickly entering the secret room, surrounded by torture instruments, the air smelled faintly bloody.

The further he walked in, the heavier his face became, and the heavier the murderous aura on his body.

"Hmm......"

From the innermost came a groan of pain.

The corners of Sin's mouth tightened, and he strode forward, and soon saw a young girl tied to the torture bed, with strips of cloth stuffed in her mouth, her hands and feet bound by iron chains, and the clothes on her body had already turned into rags, which could not cover her body at all.

The white skin was as white as jade, there were bruises that had been pinched by someone's hands, and the neck had been strangled by ropes, and the clear eyes were covered with dust, which made people feel distressed.

Sin Wuya hurriedly took off his coat and covered her body, gently untied the chains on her body, and saw that the skin on her wrists and ankles had already worn out, and the blood had long since dried up, and gently took her into his arms.

"Don't ...... Don't touch me, don't ......"

The little woman in her arms suddenly writhed and let out a terrible scream of panic.

Sin Wuya pursed the corners of his mouth, held back his emotions, and hugged the little woman tightly, not letting her hurt herself because of panic.

"It's okay, good, it's all over."

Said reassuring over and over again.

Han Yue looked at the two people who were hugging, looking confused.

For the safety of his wife, he left one person to protect his wife when he left the prince's mansion.

He knew that the fire was set by Madame, and the chaos in the Prince's Mansion was created by Madame.

So, which play is Madame singing now?

Eleven sensed Han Yue's puzzled gaze, and glared at him fiercely in a place where Sin Wuwu couldn't see, warning him not to have a big mouth.

“……”

The corners of Hanyue's mouth twitched, and she left silently.