The spring is infinite, the hibiscus is crying dew, the willow waist is lightly folded, and the sound of pounding and grinding is endless.

Girl's moan. Yin gradually dyed with flattery from the initial pain, deep and shallow, teasing every nerve of the man in the body in the dark night, it is infinitely charming.

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The spring tent of the Gu Mansion here is warm, and the Penglai Pavilion of the Xuanwang Mansion over there is lonely and lonely.

The light of the night pearl illuminated the bedroom as bright as day, and Shen Miaoyan wore a loose robe and sat quietly on the windowsill.

The robe was only loosely tied with a belt, and the white and delicate thighs were faintly exposed from the seams of the robe, and the little girl didn't care, holding a bottle of wine in one hand, and indifferently poured the wine into her mouth.

She used to be a drunken person, but now she has drunk half a bottle, but her consciousness is still clear.

Wine is a good thing, and it is not as complete and cruel as the water of forgetfulness, and it only numbs people's hearts and brains for a short time.

But if you don't get drunk no matter how you drink it, then what's the difference between this wine and tea?

It's dawn.

The little girl stared at the wine bottle in annoyance, threw it into the lake, and then jumped off the windowsill, with two dark circles under her eyes, hurriedly changed into clean men's clothes, and took Su Wen out of the house.

The two rode to Changhuan Street, at this time the Muqing Pavilion had been surrounded by the Gu family army who had been cleaned up, the gilded Zhumen was wide open, and it was vaguely visible that the things inside were packed, and some people who didn't have time to escape were tied up on the ground by the flowers, and they were full of grief.

Shen Miaoyan stepped off the horse and walked inside.

A young general at the door stopped her, and she casually took off the token on her waist, "I'm from Xuanwang's Mansion." ”

That was the waist card that Jun Shuying gave her before, saying that with this brand, even if it is the palace, she can break into it at will.

The young general really didn't dare to stop her again, and respectfully let her in.

The master and servant stepped on the high steps and stepped into the threshold, Shen Miaoyan grabbed a small soldier casually, and asked coldly, "What about the prince?" ”

The little soldier saw that she was extraordinary, and hurriedly said respectfully: "The prince is handling chores in the basement. ”

Shen Miaoyan let him go, and raised his eyebrows in surprise, being able to work on the chores that the Great Demon King personally handled was probably not a simple chore.

She asked for the entrance to the basement, and asked Su Wen to stay here, and she carried a lantern to the basement.

Walking down the stairs, the basement of the Muqing Pavilion opened Shen Miaoyan's eyes.

It is not cramped and dark as imagined, but quite spacious and luxurious, like a huge palace built underground, and even the lanterns embedded in the walls for lighting, the wicks are all bowl-sized night pearls.

She was a little surprised, heard a voice in front of her, hurriedly looked over, and walked through the long corridor paved with white marble, only to see many officers and soldiers standing in a palace room watching something, and the dispute was very fierce.

The man in the bright yellow prince's uniform seemed to stand out from the crowd, with a grim side face, and he also stared at that place, silent.

She walked over curiously, looked through the gap in the crowd, and couldn't help but cover her mouth.

It was a very ornate bed, but there were two red corpses lying on the bed. The naked female corpse was covered with all kinds of shocking wounds, her legs were wide open, and her lower body was in a mess, as if she had been abused to death.

is also a woman, the little girl is naturally more empathetic to what happened to these two girls than these old men, she forcibly resisted the nausea of pantothenic acid in her stomach, covered her mouth, and quickly withdrew her gaze.

Jun Tianlan noticed her, strode up to her, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her outside without saying anything, "What are you doing here?" ”

Shen Miaoyan broke away from his hand and looked around, "What about Shen Yueru?" Didn't you catch her? ”

Jun Tianlan raised his eyebrows, "Shen Yueru? ”

The little girl looked up and saw surprise in his eyes, and knew that Shen Yueru had escaped.

She was a little upset and turned to leave.

Jun Tianlan pulled her back again, "There are traps here, don't run around!" ”

"Don't touch me!" The little girl violently pushed his hand away.

The two stood in the white marble carved corridor and fell into a stalemate for a while.

Jun Tianlan stared at her condescendingly, she was dressed in men's clothes, she looked small, her back was against the wall, and she was stubborn like a little hedgehog.

Shen Miaoyan puffed out his cheeks, refused to look at him, and crossed his figure to see the cages on the wall behind him.

There is a birdcage in the wall cage, and several pure blue finches are kept inside, proudly dragging their long, gorgeous tail feathers, shining in the light of the night pearl.

It is a very rare bird.

Jun Tianlan took a step closer to her, reached out and poked her shoulder, "What about touching you alone?" ”

Shen Miaoyan rolled her eyes at him, grabbed the hem of her robe tightly, and wanted to walk towards the exit after bypassing him.

Jun Tianlan refused to let go, grabbed her back, and pinched her face again, "I'll touch you alone!" ”

Shen Miaoyan had never seen such a stalker Jun Tianlan, he was so angry that he was about to scold, when Han Tangzhi led someone out of another palace room, "Your Highness, the minister has checked the rooms here, and in almost every room, there are women who have been abused to death. ”

His expression was very serious against the backdrop of the night pearl, "The minister suspects that the Muqing Pavilion is doing a business of hooking up the fence on the surface, but secretly it forcibly kidnaps girls from good families for adults or rich families with special needs to play with." In addition, the Muqing Pavilion raises killers, and it is also secretly doing head business. ”

Shen Miaoyan lowered her eyes and remembered Xue Ling.

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