SFS Chapter 109: Your Highness, you better pray that you won't fall in love with Lin Zhaoyue in the
Chapter 109: Your Highness, you better pray that you won't fall in love with Lin Zhaoyue in the
Lin Zhaoyue's eyes were very beautiful, and her clear and bright pupils looked at her, as if the light in her eyes would extinguish as long as she nodded and said yes.
The expectation in her eyes was so scorching that Qingzhu didn't dare to stare into her eyes.
He looked away and looked at Xiao Yan. His dry lips moved and he spoke incoherently:
"Duke Lin is not aware of my infiltration into the Duke's Mansion. The person behind the scenes has nothing to do with the Duke's Mansion. No matter what means you use, I will not tell anyone. You can kill me or rob me, it's all up to you..."
Her voice became lower and lower, but Lin Zhaoyue could hear every word clearly.
So, Qingzhu is really from the previous dynasty...
She trusted her so much and treated her like her own sister, but why?
why?
Confusion, doubt, anger, disappointment, pain...
A variety of emotions mixed together, resulting in confusion:
Lin Zhaoyue's voice was trembling, and her mouth was bitter with every word she spoke.
"Why? How many things are you hiding from me? Did those people use some evidence against you? Hmm? Qingzhu, tell me, please tell me."
Lin Zhaoyue was eager to get some explanation.
However, Qingzhu looked at her with a cold and distant expression:
"I'm sorry Miss, Qingzhu can't tell."
"Why can't you say it? Speak! Why can't you say it..."
Qingzhu had already lowered his head and ignored her.
He looked fearless of life and death.
Lin Zhaoyue wanted to calm herself down, but tears kept welling up in her eyes.
She stared at Qingzhu blankly, her eyes empty. Her originally bright pupils were now dim.
Looking at the grief-stricken Lin Zhaoyue, Xiao Yan's lips curled into a cruel arc:
"Did you hear that, Lin Zhaoyue? She is a remnant of the previous dynasty."
Lin Zhaoyue's head was in a mess at the moment, her ears were buzzing, and she couldn't hear anything.
Suddenly, a strong force grabbed her wrist, and Xiao Yan dragged her out of Qingzhu's cell.
Lin Zhaoyue's face turned even paler as she heard cries of pain and requests for help and the strong smell of blood mixed with the stench of decay filling her nostrils.
As far as the eye can see, there are shackles, branding irons, chains, blood combs...all kinds of torture instruments are hung on the wall. The blood stains on them have not been cleaned up and have turned dark red.
Wherever she went, people locked in cells reached out their hands to her, crying and shouting, and the air was filled with the smell of death.
This is hell on earth!
Xiao Yan pulled her into the innermost cell. Unlike the cells outside where only one or two prisoners were held in each cell, the three cells here were all full of people.
What's more, they were wearing the clothes of the jailers in the East Palace dungeon.
When they saw Xiao Yan, they all knelt down and knocked their foreheads on the hard blue bricks:
"Your Highness, please forgive me. Miss Qing's release has nothing to do with me!"
"Your Highness, please look carefully. I have parents and children to take care of. I hope you can spare my life."
"Your Highness, I have been working in the Eastern Palace since I was fourteen. I would never betray you. I hope Your Highness will understand."
"Please Prince, please look into this matter..."
Soon, deep and shallow blood marks were left on the ground, and Lin Zhaoyue could feel the ground shaking.
The people here are ranging from the youngest in their teens to the oldest in their fifties.
Normal, strong, lame, disabled...all kinds of people.
They all looked at them with pleading eyes, begging desperately.
Lin Zhaoyue's eyes swept across each of them, her red lips pursed tightly, her fists clenched, and her nails dug deep into her flesh.
Xiao Yan's deep voice sounded in her ears like an evil curse:
"Did you see the old man with a broken leg? He once fought against the Sand Tribe in the East Territory and broke a leg on the battlefield. He retreated, and his family drove him out after spending all the blood money they had given him for his disability.
He lost his ability to work, no one wanted him, no one supported him, he became homeless on the streets, I brought him back to the East Palace, found him a job, and asked him to deliver meals to the prisoners in the jail every day.
"And the skinniest one in the corner, he's twelve years old this year. His family couldn't afford to support him, so they wanted to send him to the palace to be a eunuch. He disagreed, so his father broke his legs and threw him into the Nanfeng Pavilion. He escaped in the middle of the night, but was caught by the madam, who had her men chop off one of his hands and threw him out..."
Before Xiao Yan finished speaking, Lin Zhaoyue had already covered her ears and refused to listen:
"Xiao Yan, please stop talking... please stop talking..."
Can't stand it?
Xiao Yan looked at her coldly and continued in her ear:
"Although their lives were not easy, they still managed to survive tenaciously. However, they will die tonight because of your maid!"
"Qingzhu was able to escape from the dungeon quietly. There must be someone in here to pick her up, and there must be quite a few of them."
"But I can't find the ghost, so I can only kill them all!"
When the word "kill" was mentioned, Lin Zhaoyue could truly feel the murderous intent coming from Xiao Yun.
Lin Zhaoyue felt a chill down her spine and stared at him with wide eyes:
"Xiao Yan, you're crazy!"
"Those are human lives, not just cats and dogs!"
Xiao Yun lowered his eyes, and his pale lips formed an icy arc. His black ice-like eyes were as calm as water, without a trace of emotion:
"I would rather kill someone by mistake than let them go. Moreover, in the final analysis, they died because of your maid. If you hadn't begged me not to kill her, how could she have escaped from the dungeon alive? Lin Zhaoyue, you are also an accomplice!"
Lin Zhaoyue, you are also an accomplice...
This one sentence made Lin Zhaoyue dizzy.
She didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of her.
She is not Xiao Yan, who can kill people without blinking an eye.
They are all innocent.
She wanted Qingzhu to live, and she didn't want these innocent people to die because of her.
Lin Zhaoyue felt as if she was in a violent storm. The blood in the air engulfed her and her delicate body was crumbling.
"There must be a way, there must be a way..."
She murmured, staggering towards the dungeon where Qingzhu was.
Looking at Lin Zhaoyue's back, Xiao Yun's dark eyes deepened.
Shen Yanzhou walked over from the side, his tone as nonchalant as always:
"You're so cruel to her!"
The man raised his lips slightly and said cruelly:
“That’s not cruel enough.”
Seeing the smile on Xiao Yan's face, Shen Yanzhou's scalp tingled and he couldn't help but speak:
"Your Highness, you better pray that you won't fall in love with Lin Zhaoyue! Otherwise, you won't have anywhere to cry in the future."
Falling in love with her?
Is she just stupid and blind?
If one day he really fell in love with her, he would simply end his life with a white silk thread.
Xiao Yan sneered, and glanced at him lightly with his dark eyes:
"You still have the leisure to chat here, are you done with your work?"
Shen Yanzhou: ...
……
Looking at the pale-faced Lin Zhaoyue, Qingzhu's cold eyes fluctuated a little, but soon returned to calm.
Lin Zhaoyue walked up to her, looked at Qingzhu who was looking down, and said anxiously:
"Qingzhu, who let you out last night?"
Qingzhu didn't say a word, and didn't even raise his head.
"Qingzhu, if you don't tell me, many people will be killed by Xiao Yan."
Lin Zhaoyue almost growled.
Hearing this, Qingzhu finally raised her head, but the expression on her face was the most cold-blooded and cruel she had ever seen:
"What does it have to do with me whether those people are dead or alive?"