Chapter Twenty-Three: Woe to the Cause

Everything only happened between the lightning and flint, Yun Huang only felt a burst of warmth on his face, opened his eyes, and the bed was a mess, and she was disheveled, from her neck to her chest, there were dense bruises and bruises.

Su Jian also exposed half of her body, lying on top of her, blood on her neck, stained her with blood, and blood stains everywhere on the bed.

Her mind was blank for a long time before she screamed and pushed Su Jian away, jumped out of bed, and fell to the ground.

Su Jian was pushed by him, her body was half leaning on the bed, her head was hanging on the edge of the bed, her eyes were wide open, and there was a shocking blood mark on her neck, blood flowed down, and blood was dripping from her mouth and nose.

Yun Huang was still holding the blood-stained ink-colored linpiece tightly in her hand, the linlin was extremely thin, and she held it so tightly that her hands were scratched with blood, but she didn't feel pain.

She glanced at her bloody hands and scales, wiped her face, only to find that her face was covered with blood, Su Jian's blood, her hand shook, Lin Piece fell to the ground, and she also fell to the ground.

The room is beautiful, with the smell of blood and the fragrance of women mixed together. Su Jian's eyes seemed to be looking at her directly, seeing that her heart was weak, she hurriedly picked up the scales on the ground, collected her clothes, and fled out.

The night breeze was cold, blowing on her tattered clothes, and she felt cold and sober.

She sat on the edge of the pond, by the moonlight, looking at her embarrassed appearance in the water, and also saw the bruises on her body, hugged her body tightly, and tears suddenly fell, non-stop, like two streams. She stared straight into the distance with empty eyes, and it took a long time before she cried out with a "wow".

But the courtyard was so remote that no one could hear it.

I cried for a long time, and my voice was a little hoarse, and I gradually calmed down.

Looking at the calm lake and the embarrassed self in the water, she felt that she was dirty, very dirty, so she copied a handful of water and splashed it on her face, desperately trying to wash off those traces, but except for making her body red, it had no effect at all.

She simply jumped into the water, the pool water was cold, stimulating her nerves, she scrubbed her body desperately, and even if she was red, she couldn't rub the blue or purple bruises, and she couldn't wash away the blood stains on her body. All that lingers in my mind are those dirty images. She bit her lip, but the tears didn't stop.

She hated Su Jian, and she hated herself, she slapped the water desperately, the water splashed, falling like rain, drenching her from beginning to end, tears rolled down her cheeks along with the water, she felt pain, somewhere in her heart, as if she was missing.

She remembered that when she was a child, she and her master had been to a village, and the young man whose life and death were unknown after being bitten by her, the person who had not been remembered for so many years, became clear and clear at this moment.

She killed, and this time, she really did. But when she saw the man die in front of her, she didn't feel afraid, but was unusually calm. Although Su Jian died, at least one thing was solved.

Sometimes, killing is a simple and effective method, even if it seems brutal and cruel.

When she had finished venting and had no strength, she climbed ashore in a water mess, and sat on the edge of the pond, motionless, her eyes staring straight at her reflection in the water, and the girl in the water, with a pale face and indifferent eyes, was covered with water stains, her clothes were tattered, and she was so strange that she did not look like herself.

How long she sat there, even she didn't know.

Until dawn, a maid brought breakfast, saw her sitting motionless by the pond, as if she had lost her soul, called a few times and did not see her answer, and did not take it seriously, carried the food box into the house, and saw Su Jian, who was already exhausted, and the blood stains all over the ground, threw the food box, screamed and ran.

Yun Huang was still sitting by the water, as if he was dead, when his body was lifted, he looked up, and the person in front of him was in his early forties, with a little white hair in his black hair, his face was blue, his round eyes were angry, and he was so angry that he yelled at her over and over again: "You killed my son?!" "This is the first time Yun Huang has seen Su Rui, the king of Ming.

Everyone present saw that the bruises on Yun Huang's body, why Su Jian died was self-evident, but no one dared to discuss it, and it was impossible for King Ming to let her go.

Yun Huang didn't speak, just laughed, laughing hollow and pale, ghostly. King Ming felt that he had been greatly despised and gave an order: "Come on, drag this cheap maid down and kill her with a cane, I will avenge my son!" ”

Killing people is a very straightforward approach.

Someone in the crowd reminded, "Lord, this is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince......"

King Ming moved his beard, and finally said: "What about the prince, he is just a cheap maid, can he still be embarrassed with me for a cheap maid?!" Take it down! But no one dared to move.

Su Qingluo's temperament is known to the world that the six relatives do not recognize, who dares to offend, this will be fine, if he cares about it in the future, there will be no good fruit to eat.

King Ming pulled his beard, glanced at everyone, and shouted, "Drag it to the firewood room, this king will do it himself!" ”

Yun Huang was tied up, his hands and feet were tied, and he had to let them take him away. The firewood room was pitch black and dusty, Yun Huang felt that someone had kicked him in the abdomen, and the whole person rolled into the corner, and then, one after another, the whips smashed on his body, and for a while, the skin and flesh opened, and the pain in his heart was overwhelming.

And the man who held the whip, King Ming, stood at the door against the light, and when Yun Huang looked up, he could only see a tall and blurry black shadow, and his expression was terrifying like a hellish Yama. She shrunk and gritted her teeth, but she never shed a single tear.

It was Su Jian who bullied her first, he should be damned!

She's not wrong, she's not wrong!

She is unwilling, how can she be willing?!

There was a fishy sweet liquid flowing out of her mouth, and she had a splitting headache, a dry mouth, a groggy head, and gradually lost consciousness.

When the night came, it was already past lunchtime, Luofeng was empty, there was a faint smell of blood in the desertion, he saw the door of the room open, called two "cloud famine", but no one answered, he walked into the house, he saw the blood all over the ground and the messy and blood-stained bedding, the eyebrows jumped, and the heart suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Skimming over the wall, as soon as he landed, he shouted: "Shadow! ”

As soon as the words fell, a person suddenly swept out, stood firmly in front of him, and replied: "Childe, please command?" ”

"Go to the Ming Wang's Mansion to check where Miss Yun is now, and then come back to report to me, quickly!"

"Yes." After chasing the shadow, the person has disappeared in an instant.

Chengye fidgeted, and really didn't want to think about it.

In less than a quarter of an hour, chasing the shadow came back, he attached a few words to Chengye's ear, Chengye immediately changed color, rolled his eyes, walked back to the house quickly, took a blank piece of paper, hurriedly wrote a few words, and ordered: "You go to the palace, find a way to send a message to Shen Ji, let him come to the Ming Palace, be fast!" ”

Chasing Ying said: "The palace is heavily guarded, no more than others, and it may not be very convenient during the day." ”

Chengye paced back and forth for a few steps, pondered for a moment, and said: "King Ming has a violent temperament, if you stay at night, I am afraid that half of Yunhuang's life will be gone, no, go now, the sooner the better, you are good at concealment, be careful, it will be fine."

Chasing Ying had to obey his fate, folded the paper in his arms and went.

This palace is so big, and I am not familiar with chasing shadows, and it took me a long time to find Shen Ji's location.

At this time, it was close to Shenshi, the weather was very hot, Shen Ji sat in front of the desk holding a book to read, suddenly heard a movement outside the window, pushed the door out, and saw a black shadow sweeping over the wall, and it was too late to chase again, turned his head, a dagger on the door, a piece of paper was pierced under the dagger, Shen Ji took it off, opened it, but saw that the paper was scribbled with nine characters:

If the clouds are in trouble, go to the Ming Palace.