The gloomy cell was filled with musty and bloody smells. The rainy days have made this place more and more damp that cannot be dispersed. The sound of rats and cockroaches squirming could be faintly heard, and one or two feeble moans could be heard.

Most of the people lying in the cells have been tortured and are dying. Few can stand up.

The further you go, the more you feel the smell of death.

At this time, a pair of dark brocade official boots stepped in. The noble identity did not care too much about this filthy place. The footsteps have their own calmness. The guards who followed behind him had serious expressions. The cell boss cautiously led the way ahead. Open the door for them. The sound of chains rattling suddenly sounded and only increased the tension.

The group walked to the innermost point, and the cell boss opened the last heavy door, and immediately there was a heart-rending scream from inside.

"Ahh

The brutality of the voice is beyond words, as if all the strength has been exhausted, and even life has been withdrawn.

But the relentless whipping followed. The screams were even louder.

When the others heard this, they all frowned. But the man in the middle looked calm and had no effect. Without stopping, he walked in.

I saw that the people on the torture rack were lifeless and hung their heads. When the executioner saw someone coming, he temporarily stopped the whip in his hand. The guard was quite eye-catching, and brought a chair and asked the man to sit down.

"Lord Wang, it's a hard bone, and he hasn't recruited yet." The executioner respectfully came to report to him.

The prince has a long figure, and his long black hair is tied into a unique oath of the royal family and nobles. The hosta is also dark, clear and cold. Better than a woman's face, cold and evil, and narrow eyes are bottomless. Lifted the bottom of his robe and sat down. But his eyes didn't stop on the prisoner on the shelf. Indifferently playing with the slender ten fingers, as if waiting for something.

"Master, I got it."

Sure enough, after a while, a young man dressed as a guard came in. The guards have sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a pleasant face, and a tall figure.

He handed the prince an object.

The prince rubbed quietly.

It is a fine jade pendant, engraved on the front of a beast that looks like a dragon but not a dragon, like a bird but not a bird, and on the reverse side is engraved a flower with a beautiful flower shape and wanton blooming, with red tassels hanging below.

"How do you have this jade pendant?" The man on the shelf, enduring great pain, said this with difficulty. With full hatred and incomprehension.

The person sitting there was the second son of Emperor Liang named Murong Yu. He looked up with interest and looked at the dying prisoner, smiling faintly.

"Of course, I got it from your princess of Chu Kingdom."

Hearing this, the sound of chains immediately sounded. The prisoner suddenly became agitated, and exerted all his strength to break free from the grip.

"What did you do to her?"

"How's it going? It's up to you to do it, but I'm not going to let her die. ”

Saying this, the man on the shelf breathed a sigh of relief. "Naturally, the princess of Chu is still valuable to you."

Lord Yu looked at his performance and snorted coldly.

"Heh, a country girl deserves to be called a princess? Rest assured, I'm going to make her hate his father's decisions. ”

The people on the shelf widened their eyes when they heard this. His eyes flashed with hesitation and fear, but soon he screamed in retort. But this expression at this moment did not escape Murong Yu's eyes.

"You fart, princess, she's golden and jade, it's not your turn to let go of words!"

Murong Yu was not annoyed, he sneered again, and this sneer made the prisoner shudder.

The prisoner was caught a few days ago and was named Yuan Zhongze.

Murong Yu was ordered to arrest the remnants of the Chu State. In Qingzhou, at the junction of Liang and Chu, traces of the princess of Chu were discovered. A group of people hid in the Garan Temple, and the man shaved his hair and disguised himself as a monk. And the princess has been kept in the temple as a small novice for eight years.

It was the rainy season, and the sky was gray and lead, and the clouds were rolling. The rain on the tiles of Garan Temple is connected into a curtain of rain. Moist, dreary water vapor fills the air.

"Up!"

Countless white blades pulled out their scabbards in unison, and the white swayed with murderous aura. The black shadow quickly climbed the yellow wall of Garan Temple. Rushing into the unguarded monastery, the unarmed monks were slashed to the ground by a sudden attack of swords.

But soon, the shadows ran into resistance. The master hidden in the temple reacted quickly and also sent a counterattack. However, due to the huge disparity in numbers between the two sides, even if the monks of Garan Temple resisted stubbornly, they were unable to stop wave after wave of attacks.

The rain, still falling, washed the blood-red ground, and could not wash away the color of the blood for a long time.

Yuan Zhongze took advantage of the time he had bought for his life and escaped from the secret passage with the young princess.

A few days later, outside the boundary of Qingzhou, there was a reed. It was still raining heavily and heavily, and the sound of the rain washed away the footprints and drowned out the footsteps. The wind swept the rivers and lakes and the rain dark village, and the sound of the four mountains turned over the waves.

Looking at the reeds like the sea, the turquoise waves undulating, and there is no end in sight. Murong Yu's right-hand guard Bai Lu waved his hand lightly, and a large number of people and horses slowly shrank into an encirclement. Cui Bao with the wind, Jin Ge moving the sun. Even if Yuan Zhongze's martial arts are outstanding, he can only be captured. But Bai Lu frowned deeply, because the princess of Chu was missing! That is the only bloodline of the royal family of the Chu State!

Now, Murong Yu held the token of the only bloodline in his hand, playing with Yuan Zhongze's mind.

The eight-year-old girl who was caught at the city gate a few days ago was not the princess of Chu State? Or is it someone else?

Murong Yu looked at Yuan Zhongze's performance, and already had the answer in his heart.

"General Yuan, I don't have to worry about whether I am talking nonsense or not. But do you want to know, what will I do with that girl? With a mocking smile, Murong Yu raised his head and leaned on his wrist, drunken and lazy, cynical and irreverent.

"You..." Yuan Zhongze was speechless, he didn't know how to answer, his eyes flashed with fear and despair.

"That girl has a pair of white and tender little hands, and small feet, it should be very interesting to ask someone to cut it off. By the way, she still has watery apricot eyes, I wonder what will happen if she digs it and turns it into a bloody hole? ”

"Say no more!" That hoarse voice, mixed with blood and tears, made Murong Yu even more arrogant.

"Say it! Where is the real princess! Murong Yu suddenly stood up from his chair and grabbed Yuan Zhongze's throat with his powerful hand. The fierce aura came like Mount Tai pressing the top.

Yuan Zhongze smiled with difficulty, his expression a little refreshed.

It seemed that he saw the reeds, and two girls of the same height stood in front of him. He took off the token from one of the girls, that is, the princess of Chu State, and handed it to the other girl.

"Princess, wait a minute, you must run quickly, all the way south, to Jeju, to the largest restaurant there, to find a man surnamed Yun. Remember, you can only tell him who you are. ”

The young master was still very ignorant, and he cried and made a fuss in the secret passage before. It's a spoiled character. Yuan Zhongze's words, I don't know how much she listened, he could only pray that God would bless the Chu State.

"Yiyi, Dad can't take care of you in the future, you take this jade pendant. Go west and go to Liuzhou to find a woman named Yu Wanqing from a big family surnamed Su. ”

Yuan Zhongze's daughter Yiyi nodded, tears rolling in her eyes. The sensible appearance made her father more and more distressed...

After all, Dad is sorry for you......