The circular hall has unknowingly become the Zhaoyi Hall of the Chu Palace.

In the hall, Chen Zhaoyi was sitting on a chair and sobbing softly.

The rotunda evolved into the palace of the King of Chu in Mu Junwu's sight.

Chen Zhaoyi was sitting in a chair and weeping softly.

Mu Junwu stepped forward uncontrollably, wanting to talk to her.

suddenly saw his eight-year-old self, rushed to Chen Zhaoyi's side, grabbed the sleeves of his mother with a pair of small hands and asked uneasily: "Mother, what's wrong with you?" Why are you crying? ”

Chen Zhaoyi immediately wiped away her tears: "It's nothing, it's just that I remembered for a moment that my mother's father and mother were a little homesick." ”

"How about the minister go to your father and ask him to allow you to go home and save your family?"

Chen Zhaoyi immediately waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, the mother concubine married your father, life and death are from the Ma family, and it is impossible to go back." ”

"However, parents are given by their fate, and they are helpless not to serve, and they can't even look at it, what is the reason?"

Chen Zhaoyi sighed and said: "If your father is an ordinary person, it should be fine, but ......"

Halfway through her words, she choked up again, Ma Xifan looked at her, and suddenly complained: "So what's so good about being a prince?" It's better to be an ordinary person to be comfortable......"

"What did you just say?" Chen Zhaoyi looked at Ma Xifan in astonishment: "What is the prince?" ”

"Because of yesterday's banquet, my father gave me the palace, not only to pray for the king, but also to give the word 'response'."

Chen Zhaoyi was stunned, and then a smile appeared on her face.

But at this time, a cold voice smashed from behind him: "Congratulations to Chen Zhaoyi for raising a good son!" ”

Mu Junwu, who was standing in the hall and watching, immediately turned around, and he saw Concubine Yuan Defei holding the young Ma Xisheng and walking in with a murderous aura with her chin high.

Chen Zhaoyi immediately left her seat and dragged Ma Xifan, who was also a child, to salute.

After Concubine Yuan Defei took Ma Xisheng and sat down, she didn't say anything about being polite, but said coldly: "Chen Zhaoyi, your precious son has become the king of prayer now, and it won't take a few years to come, but he will be the son of the world......

Chen Zhaoyi was so frightened that she knelt on her knees and quickly kowtowed, and made a distressing "bang" sound on the ground: "Guifei Niangniang, the treasure rules are thin, and I don't dare to have this idea of trespassing!" ”

"Really?"

"Su Yi doesn't dare to talk nonsense, how can Bao Gui be a prince?"

Concubine Yuan De's eyes fell on Ma Xifan's body: "You, do you want to be the prince?" ”

Ma Xifan looked at her and shook his head.

"That's the best, you can be a prince and assist your second brother."

Ma Xifan glanced at Ma Xisheng and nodded in response: "Yes, Guifei Niangniang." ”

Concubine Yuan Defei patted Ma Xisheng's shoulder at this time: "Let's play with your fourth brother!" ”

Ma Xisheng immediately rushed over, pulled Ma Xifan and walked out.

Ma Xifan looked back at Chen Zhaoyi worriedly, and after taking a few steps, he shook off Ma Xisheng's arm and knelt down and said, "Concubine De, please don't embarrass Chen Zhaoyi, the treasure rules are nothing more than thinking." ”

Concubine Yuan Defei got up, she walked step by step to Ma Xifan who was kneeling on the ground, slowly squatted down, hooked Ma Xifan's chin with her hand, stared at his eyes for a long time before softly saying:

"That's right, as long as you don't think about it, you and Chen Zhaoyi will definitely be safe, remember."

……

Tang Lin stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Hua Rou, Tang Xiao and Mu Junwu.

"Strange, are you frozen?"

None of the three of them reacted, Tang Xiao blinked suspiciously, and looked at Yu'er on the side.

Yu'er covered her mouth with one hand.

Half of her face was full of fear, and her whole body was trembling with anger.

……

Behind a screen, stood the sluggish Yu'er.

Everything familiar in the room made her expression involuntarily ossify.

Outside the screen, there was crying, mixed with screams from time to time, but she didn't dare to look, she wanted to run away, because she knew it was her nightmare.

However, she saw an eight-year-old girl walk past her, and then crouched behind the screen, looking out through the gap.

No! Don't look! Don't look!

Yu'er stretched out her hand to stop her, but she couldn't catch her young self, and at this moment, the girl's hands were tightly covering her mouth, and her big eyes were full of fear.

Yu'er turned her head slowly, and she saw through the crack in the screen the ugly behavior of a man towards a woman.

The woman wept and begged for mercy, and cried out in pain under the scourging, "Don't ...... Yes...... Don't ......"

The writhing body was covered with whip marks, and it was already a blur of flesh and blood.

The frenzied man grabbed the candle at the head of the bed......

Yu'er closed her eyes and covered her ears, she didn't want to hear the woman's screams of pain and the man's lewd/obscene laughter.

And under her, the young self kept staring at the screen, and in her eyes, there was resentment and shame in fear.

Suddenly, the woman's eyes met hers in the gap in the screen.

From then on, the woman never made a sound again, and let the whipping, the bite, and the wax splash all over her body, she bit her mouth and stopped making a sound.

"Bastard!" The man shouted and scolded dissatisfiedly: "Lao Tzu spends money just to listen to you and see you cry!" If you don't make a sound, you are looking for death! ”

The sound of the whipping was extremely harsh, but the woman's eyes were full of apologies when she looked at the gap, and the corners of her mouth even bit blood from forbearance.

At this time, young Yu'er looked at the woman, and her hand slowly took away from her mouth.

When Yu'er opened her eyes, she saw her young self taking small steps, walking step by step to the candlestick on the other side, tiptoeing and gently reaching out to pick up the candlestick.

The man was still lashing at the woman on the bed, completely unaware of the little girl with a candlestick standing not far away.

And the woman didn't say anything when she saw it, and she even had a hint of relief in her eyes.

The candle tilted and lit the bed net.

As the flames climbed, the young Yu'er looked at the two people on the bed, and a smile of quick revenge climbed on her face.

At this moment, Yu'er, who was standing in the rotunda, also had a smile of pleasure and revenge on her face.

Tang Lin couldn't help frowning when he saw it, but Tang Liuliang, who was beside Yu'er, shouted with a bright smile on his face at this time: "I can be regarded as having met you!" ”

……

In the private room of the restaurant, Tang Liuliang looked excitedly at the masked man in front of him.

This man's mask is very strange, there are no patterns, there are no holes, and the eyes and nose are not visible at all, but in the middle of the forehead is the word "prayer" written in cinnabar.

"I've been waiting for a long time, I'm going to compete with you, I'm going to compete with you!"

"What do you want to compare?"

"Trap firearms, all that can be compared!"

The masked man sneered at this time: "Ha! You're no match for me! ”

"I don't know until I compare!"

Tang Liuliang lowered his head, there was a long table in front of him and the masked man, on which were placed many parts and utensils for making firearms.

Tang Liuliang turned his head again, and the incense stick had been lit.

Tang Liuliang shouted at the gentleman man with full fighting spirit: "Come on! Pray for the king, I will definitely win you! ”