When Mrs. Huo thought of this result, her heart blossomed.

After dinner, she went back to the old house.

As soon as the front foot left, the maid in the Imperial Court on the back foot called Nan Ying'er to report the matter.

"It's done, Mrs. Huo, now that Nan Qibao is locked up in the basement of the garden, no one will find out." The maid said.

Nan Ying'er was simply happy on the other end of the phone.

He cleared his throat before asking, "Very good, then according to the old lady's meaning, how are you going to make Nan Qibao confess?" ”

After all, this matter was not done by Nan Qibao, if she wants to relax and admit this trumped-up charge, of course, she has to use some means.

The servant told Nan Ying'er about the punishment arranged by the old lady.

"Starve for a day, and if you don't confess tomorrow, find someone to go in and beat you with a stick."

Hearing this, a little disgust suddenly appeared in Nan Ying'er's tone, "What are you doing beating people, so that you can see the traces, in case Huo Boran finds out at that time, there is no way to deny it." ”

Stupid!

What an idiot!

The maid thought about it, "Then Mrs. Huo, do you have any good ideas?" ”

Nan Ying'er thought about it carefully, and then told the maid, "Have you seen Zhu Gege?" ”

The maid was very upbeat, "Do you mean Mama Rong?" ”

Really, if you prick it with a needle, the wound is so dense that you can't see it at all.

That's a perfect fit!

The servant slapped his ass frantically, "It has to be Mrs. Huo that you will find a way, with this method, you will definitely be able to clean up Nan Qibao's obedience." ”

"Wait," Nan Qibao's bad intentions ended before she could reach this point, and she continued, "What's so painful about just that, why don't you power it on again." ”

This kind of torture is not visible at all on the surface.

But for Nan Qibao, it was heart-rending pain.

If the servant were standing in front of Nan Ying'er at this moment, he could see her distorted eyes full of bloodthirsty light.

In order to make Nan Qibao suffer, Nan Ying'er really did everything!

"I—I know." The servants were a little frightened, and their voices stammered unconsciously, "It's just that this is really good, if Huo Shao knows, I may die." ”

"How would he know?" Nan Ying'er waved her hand, "And by then she has already confessed, I can say that she did so many things to hurt Xiaojing, so I couldn't be angry, so I ordered you to do this." ”

As a mother, what's wrong with cleaning up the bad woman who hurt her own son?

Makes perfect sense!

And the servant was silent.

only promised, "Okay, Mrs. Huo, I'll do what you say." ”

-

Basement.

Nan Qibao's limbs, which had been paralyzed by anesthetics, had gradually regained consciousness.

She slowly rose from the cold, damp ground and limped to the iron door.

This is the place where the debris is piled up in the Imperial Palace, so there is only a small gap left on the iron door for air interaction.

With the hazy moonlight of the stars, Nan Qibao deduced that it was already night.

That is, she has been in this place for almost ten hours.

I don't know how Xiaojing is doing now.

And how about the beads in the hospital.

Zhu Zhu didn't see herself, she would be very worried, right?

What Nan Qibao didn't know was that Mrs. Huo had already imitated her tone and sent a text message to Zhuzhu with her mobile phone, saying that she was going to a neighboring city and would be able to come back in about three days, and not to call herself during the period would affect her work.

So at this moment, Zhuzhu is obediently following Nan Qibao's instructions, although she misses Nan Qibao very much, she still can't help but not call.

I didn't even dare to send a text message.

It's just that Nan Qibao doesn't know this, so she is full of worries about Zhuzhu.

No, she had to get out of this place!

Nan Qibao thought about it, and began to look around for an exit.

But I looked around, but I didn't find anything.

This basement doesn't have any extra doors or anything like that for the purpose of stacking clutter.

Even the sewer is simply a small floor drain in the corner.

So Nan Qibao didn't even have a chance to climb out of the sewers.

The numbness in his body at this moment, coupled with the hunger and thirst, made Nan Qibao's eyes a little sluggish.

What to do?

What the hell is it going for her to escape this hellish place?

Just as he was thinking, there was the sound of footsteps outside.

Nan Qibao quickly cheered up and looked out of the iron gate.

The person who came was a servant, holding a small bucket in his hand, and he looked like a commanding man.

"I want to see Mrs. Huo, I have something to say." Nan Qibao immediately spoke.

The servant snorted coldly, "It's impossible to go out until you write your confession, let alone see Old Madam Huo, stay well." ”

"I can write a confession, but I have to see Mrs. Huo before I can say it." Nan Qibao and her.

In his voice, he was a little more frightened and afraid, "There are rats in this, I'm most afraid of rats, you might as well kill me, you let me out first, can't I write a confession?" ”

"Really?" The servant's tone was skeptical.

Nan Qibao nodded heavily, "It's true, you believe me, I'm really afraid of rats." ”

Without waiting for the servant to answer, Nan Qibao began to scream again, "Ahhh ”

The panicked look is very real.

In addition, the maid was also worried that Nan Qibao would scream like this, and he would be heard by Huo Boran, who had not yet slept.

So he immediately said, "Okay, okay, I'll let you out, but listen, if you don't write a confession, I'll put you in again, and I'll let a lot of rats bite you!" ”