Chapter 297: Death Quota

It has been some time since the evil servant came in to deliver food, and there was such a big movement inside, but it did not attract a single person, so it can be seen that the people outside were either instructed or divided.

For the time being, it's safe.

But when the people outside come in, see the scene inside, and see her appearance, the fact that she is not 'Zhiyao' will be revealed, and when the time comes, I am afraid that she will be subject to extremely harsh criminal laws.

Thinking of what he suffered in the Criminal Department a few days ago, Wuhuan silently lowered his eyes.

After the Buddha Hall was silent for a moment, Wuhuan suddenly turned around, groped his way to the offering table, and against the fear in his heart, he touched the lampstand from the side of the corpse of the evil servant.

Then, dragging the two injured legs, which had become numb, retreated to the offering table and sat down.

Pulling out the lamp bowl in the dark, revealing the sharp mouth on the lamp holder, pointing the sharp mouth towards himself, holding the lamp holder tightly, then holding his breath, he lifted the sharp mouth on the lamp holder little by little, and slowly pressed it against his cheek.

Now, the only way to hide her identity is to ruin this face.

The pointed mouth was against her cheeks, pressing it in little by little, Wu Huan's heart was beating violently, although she was humble, she also had people who loved beauty, how could she be willing to ruin her appearance?

Suddenly remembered the handsome appearance of the master in his mind, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and his heart ached.

She carefully hid her admiration for her master, and was willing to stay by the master's favorite person to serve, all of which was just to want to stay close to the master for the rest of her life, and have the opportunity to get closer to the master, serve her wholeheartedly, and there was a little thought in her heart, looking forward to one day, Lin Fuer could allow her to follow the master.

But now, if this face is really ruined, there is no hope.

Thinking that the expectations in her heart were about to be disappointed, Wuhuan's tears fell down, and her hands trembled.

I hope someone can pull her out of the cage, but Lin Fuer was taken to the Ping'an Hou Mansion, she was locked up in the Buddha Hall as a 'big lady', Wuhuan is not a stupid person, she probably knows that Lin Fuer is afraid that she will also be imprisoned, and she will not be able to protect herself.

Suddenly thinking of something, Wu Huan's heart jumped, and tears stagnated.

In the darkness, there was a deep light in her eyes, which could not be distinguished, could not be seen clearly, but it was chilling.

"Poof!" A slight voice sounded, and the sharp mouth of the lamp holder in Wu Huan's hand pierced into the skin on her cheeks, and the sharp pain when the sharp weapon cut through the skin, Wu Huan trembled in pain, but she clenched her teeth and let the blood flow into the column, scratching one by one.

After a few moments, her cheeks were crisscrossed with several deep scratches, her face was blurred with blood, her eyes were calm, her hand slowly fell mechanically, the candlestick fell from her hand, and she also fell.

After that, it's up to fate!

Before falling into the darkness, Wuhuan secretly told himself.

Vaguely, someone pushed the door in with a lamp, someone ran out in surprise, and then there were many footsteps approaching, Wuhuan was carried out, she seemed to hear the voices of Suo Qing and Zhilan, the voices of these two people, let Wuhuan wake up.

She was moved back to Shulang Courtyard and lay on the bed, Suo Qing and Zhilan were taking care of her in front of the bed, and she could vaguely smell the smell of herbs.

"Miss, you're awake, you're finally awake." Zhilan saw Wuhuan wake up, nervously leaned in front of her, the sun was shining in outside, and she kissed her face, her eyes were red and swollen, obviously crying.

It's just that Wuhuan is inexplicable in her heart, she is just 'Zhiyao', why does Zhilan call her Miss?

"Miss, you went to the Ping'an Marquis Mansion early yesterday morning, who would have expected that you would be robbed halfway, fortunately, the second master found the traces and found you back in time, otherwise, otherwise...... Woo woo...... "Zhilan cried with a whimper.

Wuhuan was a little confused when he heard this.

She asked tentatively, "Zhi, Yao, what!" Her voice was very hoarse, and just listening to it, you could feel that she was in pain from her injuries at the moment.

Zhilan knew that the 'Zhiyao' in the eldest lady's mouth was not her twin sister, but the woman who was disguised as Zhiyao.

But he couldn't stand the direct gaze of the 'eldest lady', and after a pause for a moment, he finally said worriedly: "She, she's dead......"

When Wu Huan heard this, he sighed in his heart, dead? Isn't she still lying here? Why did you die? What's going on? For a while, Wuhuan's heart was terrified, and the thoughts in his mind were mixed and messed up.

At the same time, the two brothers, Zhuge Yongsheng and Zhuge Yongchang, gathered in the old lady's room and discussed something with solemn expressions.

Zhuge Yongsheng's wife Jia Shi is also there.

The old lady on the high seat looked at the few people in front of her, and said in a deep voice: "Sheng'er, Mo'er is your daughter, why don't you feel sorry for Mo'er as Yongchang?" As soon as the old lady spoke, the heart of the Jia family next to her sank to the bottom.

Sure enough, since the old man began to plan for this matter, he made up his mind early and handed over her Mo'er.

Zhuge Yun is the eldest daughter, okay! An eldest daughter, who has enjoyed all the honor, but in the end, when it is time to pay, she has to hand over her Mo'er, heh, this is the plan of being a grandmother and a father.

"Mother, my son didn't say anything." Zhuge Yongsheng glanced at Jia Shi and replied to the old lady.

Zhuge Yongchang looked at the Jia family who lowered his eyes, looked at Zhuge Yongsheng and said, "Big brother, there is a sister above Mo'er, even if you really want to send it, it won't be Mo'er's turn, right?" ”

"Hmph, what's the matter, then send Ying'er over?" The old lady never mentioned Zhuge Yun, that was really hurting Zhuge Yun to the bones, and she didn't want to hurt it at all.

Zhuge Yongchang sneered in his heart and said, "I know that you feel sorry for Yun'er, didn't I get Lin Fu'er's girl back to the top bag?" Alas! Since one is the top and the top two are afraid of what, right, big brother! ”

The original plan was to find Lin Fu'er, hand it over to the Ping'an Marquis Mansion, and push it out under the name of the Ping'an Marquis Mansion, because the sacrifice of the Ping'an Marquis Mansion will definitely be rewarded, but the status is stable, and in exchange, it will give Zhuge Mansion benefits.

The Ping'an Marquis Mansion found them, mainly because they had the same surname as the Ping'an Marquis Mansion.

If the young lady of Zhuge Mansion is pushed out in the name of Ping'an Hou Mansion, once someone reports the moisture in it, they will completely rely on the friendship between the two mansions in the past few months, and declare that the two mansions are actually the same clan.

The plan was good, but I didn't expect that the national teacher lion opened his mouth and wanted to sacrifice twenty girls.

So many, they must all be the ladies of the official eunuchs, they handed Lin Fuer to the Ping'an Marquis Mansion, and the Ping'an Marquis Mansion became the first courtier who had the courage to stand up and sacrifice his own daughter, and most of them were distributed.

Zhuge Mansion handed over Lin Fu'er, thinking that he could replace his daughter in the family, but he didn't expect to usher in another death quota. (https:)

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