When Ye Qingcheng was taken away, he was still thinking, I don't know when that stupid boy from Longyu will come back, and if he won't be worried if he won't see him when he comes back.

She only hopes that Longyu will come back later now, and not bump into them on the road, otherwise with the stupid strength of that stupid boy of Longyu, she will definitely want to rush over to save her, too much self-defeating. There are so many people here, he stupidly rushed over to die.

Ye Tingcheng squinted at the handsome young man who was being carried, although he looked cold, he shouldn't be able to deal with himself.

After all, he should have known the original owner of this skin, otherwise he wouldn't have looked at him with a ghostly expression. If she had expected it right, she wouldn't have been put in a cell.

Ye Chengcheng was taken to a large mansion outside the outskirts of the city.

If it weren't for the mouth being gagged, Ye Tingcheng would have almost whistled.

When she passed by here before, she thought that the people who lived here must be wealthy, and when she came in and took a look, she was really proud.

As Ye Tingcheng expected, she was not locked up, but was brought into a richly decorated room, if this was the prison cell of the Great Liang Dynasty, then Ye Tingcheng knelt down and begged Lord Qingtian to lock her up here until she died. Ever since he crossed over, Ye Tingcheng didn't know what it was like to sleep in bed.

The chains on her hands and feet have never been removed for her, but they don't prevent her from moving, and if she can't walk, she can use jumping! Ye Tingcheng saw that everyone was going out, so a carp jumped up from the ground first, and then jumped on the bed, first felt the comfort of the bed, and when she looked back and thought that her body was too dirty, she immediately jumped down again. She jumped to the window and looked out with her hand at the crack in the door. Wow, that young prince really looks up to her, there are a lot of guards outside.

Ye Tingcheng jumped around the room twice, and after looking at the surrounding environment, he sat down.

The young man obviously wouldn't kill her, as for her identity, Ye Qingcheng was also curious to die.

It stands to reason that women in this era are not all raised in the boudoir? If the young prince can know him, most of them are from Miss Qianjin and the like.

Ye Chengcheng thought about it, when she first crossed over, her skin was so tender, even she was envious, jealous and hateful, and at that time she guessed that the original owner of her body should be a master who does not touch the spring water with ten fingers. She guessed it again.

Ye Tingcheng tilted his head and thought about it, if she really couldn't get along in ancient times, she went to set up a fortune-telling stall and messed around, maybe she could also break some money to support herself.

When Ye Chengcheng was thinking wildly, he heard a knock on the door, a maid came in, and a servant carried a big wooden barrel.

"Please take a shower and change your clothes." After everything was placed, the four maids surrounded him, bent his knees slightly at Ye Tingcheng, and said with low eyebrows.

In addition, there were four stout mothers-in-law standing aside, looking at Ye Qingcheng with fierce eyes, thinking that they were afraid that she would run away.

"You're going to lock me up and bathe?" Ye Chengcheng raised his hand at them, signaling that he was still locked.

"The prince ordered, the girl's skills are very good, so before I am sure of the girl's identity, I also ask the girl to be wronged for a while." A maid said politely.

"You princes are so careful." Ye Tingcheng said with a smile, "By the way, you go and ask your prince if he feels a little painful after pressing the left temple?" After speaking, Ye Qingcheng smiled weirdly, "If he is really in pain, call someone to release me, and I will naturally relieve him of the pain." ”