The air condensed throughout the courtyard, as if exhaling a breath could turn into ice in an instant. A woman collapses, a woman is serious. A man was silent. If you are cold, you are honestly afraid.

She felt like she was the one on the edge of the cliff, and it took determination to jump. It takes courage to go back and go on. Jumping down, you can go back to the funny ending of the 7th life of the capital falling to his death in his sleep. Looking back, every step will be difficult, she doesn't know how many savage tests will await her, and whether this heart of hers can withstand so much suffering.

She looked up at the sky, and the weather seemed to be deliberately against her. It's a cloudy day~ I took a deep breath with some grief. 'What if there is no sun? I can imagine a piece of sunshine. It is not a coward who chooses to die. However, she was determined to live, and she wanted to know as a bystander how bad things could be. She wondered if she could turn things around.

That 'mother' can't be screamed in vain. The stones thrown into the river always have an echo. Now, we can't give up completely. Han Qian walked towards Pan Youfan, gave a salute and said, "Daughter, but the mother is in charge." ”

Shetsephine, trembling hands. "You, you, good~" She was very angry.

The more angry Pan Youfan looked at Sheserphine, the happier she became. Of course, there is a lot of credit for this. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's go to the 'Immortal Pavilion', your father is angry~"

"Yes, thank you, mother~" She was temporarily relieved, but she couldn't be happy. Because, with Pan Youfan's suspicious and sensitive, fickle and mean personality, maybe, she will change her mind tomorrow. Perhaps, she will still be unable to resist Yu Zhiqi.

Angry, she snatched the door out, and the two Soul Locker guards behind her hurriedly followed.

Hanqian has no time to take care of his emotions and feelings. "Mother, I'll help you upstairs~" She didn't talk to Yu Zhiqi much, after all, Yu Zhiqi beat her, the closer she was, the more estranged she was. On the contrary, in front of Pan Youfan, her hypocrisy can still be a little more like a fish in water.

"Don't go upstairs, go up again after dinner." Pan Youfan said, and walked to the castle by himself. "You don't have to serve me, go change your clothes~ I've been locked up in it for a few days~" She wanted to break away.

Watching Yu Zhiqi and Pan Youfan walk into the castle quickly, Han Qian was finally able to take a breath. Fortunately, he was not locked up in a small black room. Grandma will not be punished. It was a fluke that escaped the poisonous hands of these two people.

"Miss~" Grandma walked over.

Han Qian raised his hand, "Grandma, I'll go by myself." "She doesn't want to look so weak herself.

Grandma nodded and followed.

Since she came here, she has been in a state of anxiety, and today, she took a closer look at Grandma. In the memory of the host, it is said that Grandma is hundreds of years old, but the Grandma in front of her looks like she is only forty or fifty years old, and if she wears makeup, she will definitely be several years younger.

Sparse eyebrows, a pair of crescent eyes, a high nose bridge, thick lips. Because of the slightly chubby, a face is still relatively full. Whiter skin. At a glance, the guards and the slaves entering and leaving the castle. Han Qian knows why Grandma has been 'favored' in the Yu family for so many years. She was the whitest-skinned servant he had ever seen. Grandma was dressed in an earth-colored dress and earth-colored shoulders. There is a green totem on the clothes, Han Qian paid attention to it, it should be a green grass totem.

She looked at herself again and saw that she was wearing a lotus-colored gauze skirt, and there was also a totem, an eagle and green grass.

Coming out of the little dark house, she was able to see her surroundings, and she strolled around the yard. The yard is surrounded by iron bars. This is the house where the original owner lived for 17 years. In the middle of the courtyard there are; Approximately 5 meters tall, the statue of the god of blood light.

The entire castle covers an area of about 600 square meters, and the castle is very old. The familiar, modern bundles of sequike grass mottled and clung tightly to the walls of the castle. There is this thing everywhere, which makes Han Asa feel a little familiar.

Among them, the main fort has two floors, covering an area of more than 200 square meters. Behind the large sashed glass windows hung red corduroy curtains. Other than that, nothing can be seen.

The attached fort and the main fort are not on the same level, to be slightly back, probably to show the difference between respect and inferiority, the attached fort has only one floor, more than 150 square meters. Only a few columns in the hallway looked slightly more decent. Their house was just a small square hole in the wall that was used as a window. Very basic.

In front of the bungalow, a large sloping stone slab is nailed to a stone humanoid sculpture. At just over 2 meters tall, it is much shorter than the Scarlet God. Han Qian guessed that it should be the god Pudaos. On the edge of the fort, there is a green tree that is crystal clear and shimmers with a soft green light, which is almost impossible to see in the daytime unless you look closely. It should be the Pudao Sacred Tree. Because the Tree of Blood Light had been seen in the host's memory before.

The Sacred Tree of Pudao bent over, as if to touch its head to the fort and give favor to its followers.

Han Qian walked into the ancient castle, which is a rectangular ancient castle. The middle is empty, and the roof is directly there. The height of the two floors is about 10 meters. To the right of the entrance is a long hallway, where white Roman columns support the small corridors and rooms upstairs.

On the opposite side of the corridor, to the left of the entrance door, there is a large fireplace in the middle, and on the left and right sides of the fireplace are several rooms, and in front of the fireplace is the hall, which is the rectangle that is directly two stories high. There are several sofas in the hall.

In the high hall, the ceiling is full of reliefs of the god Sibal and the condor. The shallow bedroom was on the second floor, and she took two looks and walked to the second floor.

Pan Youfan followed Yu Zhiqi into the study room of the cubicle next to the fireplace, "Do you really plan to let Han Qian go to the 'priest's workshop'?" She looked at Yu Zhiqi who was sitting on the chair next to the desk and asked.

Yu Zhiqi poured a glass of wine and took a leisurely sip. Then he looked at Pan Youfan and said solemnly, "Look at her body, let her go to the 'priest's workshop', how long can she last?" "The implication is that the shallow body is raised for a few years, waiting for death." But on the contrary, she still has to go to repair the 'Immortal Pavilion', and she has no self-knowledge. ”

Pan Youfan himself poured a glass of wine, his red fingernails were imprinted on the wine glass, and under the light, the wine glass swayed. Holding the table slightly with one hand, the wine is brought to the lips, and the chin and neck arc are very sexy. "In my opinion, you should see what she thinks. There is not one more meal for her at home. ”

Yu Zhiqi was silent and gave birth to a useless daughter. He also had to pay 500 Condor coins for her every month, thinking of this, he took another sip of wine indignantly.

Pan Youfan has not yet enjoyed the joy of family, and she still hopes that this little white rabbit can stay by her side obediently for the time being. In this way, when those noble ladies occasionally come to play, she can also be a loving mother and be famous.

She saw that Han Qian had been locked up for a few days, and she had learned to be obedient thoroughly, and she would no longer ignore herself like before.