Chapter 50: Shame on Death

The door of the wing room is hidden, because Qingmei was looking for someone before, and the lamp was already lit in the room. The three of them hurriedly pushed the door in, walked to the inner room, and found a person lying on the bed.

The quilt was diagonally placed on his chest, his white jade-like arms were exposed, his side was facing the door, his chest was slightly undulating, and he slept sweetly.

Qingmei's mouth opened into a round shape, and she was about to take a few steps forward to take a closer look, but she was pulled by Li Ranwu.

The three of them came with great fanfare, but they retreated lightly, and Qingxing also extinguished the lights in the room.

"Miss, she just ...... "It's far away, Qingmei is in a hurry to explain.

"I believe in you! You're going to need to be more careful these days! Li Ranwu stopped her next words: "Check quietly in the mansion to see if anyone has seen her during the time she disappeared last night, or if there is anything abnormal." ”

As soon as Bai Lu returned to the room, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside, and saw that Qingmei was no longer outside, so she knew that she was still wearing a gang. I had to lie down on the bed and pretend to be asleep.

Ben was thinking about how to deceive these people in her head, but Li Ranwu didn't wake her up, she thought about this, thought about that, and wanted to sort things out, but she really shouldn't think about things with her eyes closed. She felt her brain sink more and more, and she fell into a dark and sweet dream.

The next day, I slept until the sun was high. Qingmei was already waiting at the door, leading her to have breakfast with Li Ranwu. During the banquet, Bai Lu wanted to talk about yesterday's events several times, but the host pretended not to know, did he want to take the initiative to mention it himself?

Such a meal is tasteless, and although the food in King Xian's Mansion is exquisite, it is probably because of King Xian's long-term illness that it is light and tasteless, which is far worse than the taste of Lingrui Palace.

After breakfast, Li Ranwu led her to see Chayue Mulan, she was detained alone in a wing room of Lanyue Pavilion, surrounded by elite soldiers, and when the two arrived, Li Yunyue was already waiting inside.

"Let the prince wait for a long time!" Li Ranwu was blessed when he saw him, and Bai Lu also learned to bow hastily.

"Hmm!" Ning Yunyue nodded, her eyes turned around on Bai Lu's smooth face, she was not surprised by her picturesque appearance, and said gently: "Since the white girl has arrived, let's start as soon as possible!" ”

Although the person in front of him was still polite, modest and polite, Bai Lu felt that he was different from yesterday.

Maybe she was born a demon and has a keen observation of ordinary people, and this nerdy prince has a cold aura that is different from ordinary people, which makes her reluctant to approach.

Chayue Mulan had already woken up, was pointed at the acupuncture points, her hands were tied behind her back, she sat quietly with her head down, and when she saw Bai Lu enter the room, the look on her face became excited, and her big black eyes were full of pleading.

Bai Lu stepped forward and saw that the rough hemp rope had stretched out red marks on her white wrists, and blood stains were faintly visible, and she immediately reached out to untie the rope.

"Don't move without the king's orders!" Feng Nuan, who had been guarding the sidelines, stepped forward and separated her hand.

"The wind is warm, don't be rude to the white girl!" Ning Yunyue hurriedly reprimanded loudly, but he was weak, and this original loud scolding also lost most of its strength, and it sounded like he was discussing with his subordinates.

But Feng Nuan still responded quickly, he took a step back, but he didn't need to command, he squatted down three times and divided two to untie the hemp rope, and by the way, after untying the acupoints on Chayue Mulan's body, he quietly retreated behind Ning Yunyue.

Chayue Mulan folded back her hands that had been tied behind her back, moved up and down a few times, and after seeing the red marks on her wrists, her face changed greatly, and she stood up from the chair with a "whew", and quickly moved to the front of the prince, and her whole body was tense, and she entered a state of preparation.

Nachayue Mulan rushed to a dresser in front of the window, where there was a bronze mirror, she looked left and right in the mirror, carefully examined her face to make sure there were no scars, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

"Can you find someone to heal my hand? If you have a scar, you will be in trouble. She raised her wrist as she spoke, as if she had been hurt too much.

A cadre of people were baffled by her series of actions, only Feng Nuan's expression was clear, yesterday after Chayue Mulan woke up, she kept clamoring to look in the mirror, and after tying her up, she scolded again, saying that it would hurt her delicate skin, and he was really noisy and his head hurt, so he simply clicked her dumb hole.