Chapter 760: The Tiger Falls in Pingyang and Be Bullied by Dogs

Yu Wenhao's remark is not an opinion.

Mu Ziling sneered inwardly.

To put it bluntly, the words she yelled out in a hurry just now meant to make Yu Wenhao suddenly realize that she still has great value to be used?

Fortunately, Yu Wenhao didn't let her down. At the critical moment just now, her limbs were still alive, and her head was hung around her neck properly.

The thoughts in my heart are broken as I wish, and there is no need to say it myself.

Mu Ziling thought about it for a second, pretended to be angry, and said forcefully: "I am! Don't be too arrogant, even if I die, I won't let you use it to deal with Long Xiaoyu."

"It's up to you..." Yu Wenhao stretched out his hand to grab Mu Ziling's chin, squeezed her screaming mouth round and flattened, and said with a cold smile: "You damned stinky girl has finally fallen into the hands of my lord, how do you think my lord will torture you?"

Mu Ziling stared angrily, with a face that would rather die than surrender.

Yu Wenhao sized Mu Ziling up and down, and then commented like this: "You stinky girl is pretty good looking, um~~ you have a good figure, wouldn't it be a waste of such a good skin if you only let you suffer a little bit of flesh and blood?"

As he said that, he rolled his eyes, as if he had thought of some good idea, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you laugh at this palace master's jokes very well? Then shouldn't this palace master treat him in the same way as others, and ask Long Xiaoyu to wear a hat, so you understand? Spoil and spoil you."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling almost couldn't hold back and cursed out loud.

The tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs!

From the moment she was caught, she thought that her worst fate would be to be tortured to death by various tortures, but she never thought that Yu Wenhao, who is so perverted, would use the most unbearable and perverted torture method.

Although Mu Ziling was not calm in her heart, she did not show it.

In any case, with her life still alive, there is still a chance to get out. If it really gets to that unbearable point in the end, she doesn't have to wait for Yu Wenhao to do it, she will kill herself.

Yu Wenhao felt inexplicably happy when he thought of the stinky girl who had made her suffer repeatedly before, and who would suffer all kinds of insults in the future.

He raised his hand and tapped the acupuncture points on Mu Ziling's body twice, making her unable to move at all, so he picked her up and carried her on his shoulders.

Yu Wenhao jumped into the gap with Mu Ziling on his shoulders, passed through the sea of ​​blood-colored exquisite flowers, and when he was about to enter the gate, a guard with a flustered expression rushed towards him.

"Why panic?" Yu Wenhao asked coldly.

The guard first bowed to Yu Wenhao and then whispered in his ear.

After listening to the guard's report, Yu Wenhao's expression changed suddenly, and he strode inside.

After walking two steps, he turned around again, and casually threw Mu Ziling on his shoulders to the guards following him: "Throw this stinky girl into the dungeon, and add more guards, so I can watch."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling, who had simply pretended to be dead because he couldn't move, was relieved inwardly.

It was better to be thrown into the dungeon than to be taken away by Yu Wenhao.

Yu Wenhao seemed to be in a hurry, and after a brief explanation, he left without looking back.

Afterwards, Mu Ziling was also taken to the dark dungeon by the guards and imprisoned.

...

As night fell gradually, under the afterglow of the setting sun, two figures appeared one behind the other on Qinglan Peak.

The man standing in front of him holds a folded fan in his hand, he is swaying excellently, and the jade tree is facing the wind.

I saw him with handsome facial features, rich and handsome, wearing a luxurious white robe with the dark pattern of dragons embroidered with silk and silver thread, simple and low-key but still luxurious and domineering.

At this moment, the black-clothed guard behind the man looked around, and then said hesitantly: "Young master, the clues we have been looking for all the way end here, and the person we are looking for should have haunted here in the end, but..."

The man in white who was respected as "Young Master" did not make a sound, his eyes scanned the sand and stones around him like a torch.

Seemingly aware of it, the man quickly put away the swinging folding fan in his hand, and locked his eyes on a blood-stained stone on the ground.

The guard stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the gap in front of him that looked like an abyss of death, he still couldn't help reminding in surprise: "Young master, the Long Moon Palace is under this gap, should we continue to look for it?"

The man in white had condensed eyebrows and eyes, bent over to pick up the blood-stained stone on the ground and rubbed it repeatedly in his hands, and said a word almost without any hesitation: "Look."

"But this Longyue Palace..." The black-clothed guard hesitated slightly, as if he was worried.

The man in white glanced at him coldly, and said in a firm tone without hesitation: "Let's not talk about Longyue Palace, even going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, I will find her."

As he said that, the man threw away the stone in his hand, and when he was about to jump into the gap, he threw another sentence: "Don't follow, the war over there has just ended, you go back and deal with the aftermath."

Before the words fell, the figure of the man disappeared into the gap...

-

Linglong Manor.

It was already dead of night at this time, but Linglong Manor was still brightly lit.

Ever since she was brought back by the guards, Yue Linglong didn't stop for a moment. She destroyed everything that could be broken or smashed in the room. In order to avoid being harmed, the maids and nurses who served on weekdays also fled away when she was so angry and smashed things.

After a burst of catharsis, Yue Linglong slumped on the ground, her eyes were dull and empty as if she had lost her soul, there was almost no place to step on her body, it was a mess.

Qing Lan, the maid who was kicked out of the door, saw that there was no movement in the room at the moment, she hesitated again and again, but couldn't help knocking on the door: "Second Palace Mistress, you, you are fine..."

Unexpectedly, before Qinglan finished her worried words, Yue Linglong in the room casually picked up a broken chair leg beside her and threw it at the door, shouting angrily, "Get out!"

Qinglan was so frightened that she withdrew her hand knocking on the door and didn't dare to make another sound.

Unexpectedly, before it was quiet for a while, there was another knock on the door of the room.

"Knock knock—"

The door had just rang twice, but was immediately covered by the sound of crackling and banging on the door, and Yue Linglong's hissing roar: "If you don't want to die, get lost to my lord, get lost—"

The people outside the door didn't knock on the door any more. After Yue Linglong stopped smashing things in the room, she said softly, "Sister Yue is me."

The owner of this voice is none other than Qiu Furong who replaced Yue Linglong and Yu Wenhao's bridal chamber before.

"Sister Yue, can I come in?" After a long time without getting a response from the people in the room, Qiu Furong asked softly, but without waiting for a response, she pushed the door open and entered.

It was too late for Qing Lan to stop her.

Qiu Furong, who stepped into the threshold, took out a token engraved with the word "Hao" from her sleeve, turned around, and told Qing Lan and several other guards outside the door: "You all go down first."

One concubine is not enough to call out the group of guards in front of her, but the token in her hand is enough to represent Yu Wenhao. When several guards saw the token, they immediately took orders to leave.

Qing Lan glanced at Yue Linglong in the room before turning to leave.

"You two stay here and don't come in if anything happens." After all the people who were supposed to leave had left, Qiu Furong explained to her two maidservants and closed the door.

Qiu Furong, who entered the room, walked towards Yue Linglong step by step with calm and elegant steps.

Compared with her noble and elegant posture, Yue Linglong, who was sitting on the ground at the moment, looked embarrassed from head to toe.

But even though her clothes are shabby and her hair is messy, Yue Linglong will not allow a little concubine to have the illusion that she is superior to her. She stood up and looked coldly at Qiu Furong who was walking towards her: "What are you doing here?"

Qiu Furong did not answer, but first glanced around the messy room, and then set her eyes on Yue Linglong's slightly bulging belly.

She was worried, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and she answered irrelevant questions: "Is my sister okay? Is the baby in my stomach okay?"

Qiu Furong asked two questions in a row, but the last question seemed to touch the fuse.

"Want to see this Palace Master's joke?! Who is your sister? You are not worthy of being worthy of this Palace Master's sister!" Yue Linglong's anger, which had been calmed down with great difficulty, suddenly ignited again. She raised her finger in the direction of the door bitterly, and chased people away without any explanation: "Now get out of this Palace Master immediately!"

If it were Qiu Furong's usual arrogant attitude towards Yue Linglong, even though she was very dissatisfied in her heart, she never showed it, and even silently endured and followed Yue Linglong.

But today Qiu Furong seemed to be prepared, facing Yue Linglong's clamor, she turned a deaf ear to it, and she didn't even show a trace of fear in her expression.

On the contrary, Qiu Furong turned her back on the guest, walked over Yue Linglong calmly, bent over to straighten a grand master's chair that had fallen on the ground, and sat down naturally.

Seeing this, Yue Linglong was furious, stepped forward, and slapped Qiu Furong: "Bitch, who made you sit!"

"Sister, what are you doing?" Qiu Furong raised her hand and grabbed Yue Linglong's slap. She was neither annoyed nor angry. Instead, she cared and said, "It doesn't matter if you hit my sister, but you have to be careful of the baby in your belly. Be safe and don't be impatient..."

Once again, the bottom line of the scar was touched, Yue Linglong's eyes were like magma erupting, and it was out of control.

She struggled away from the grasped hand, and directly slapped Qiu Furong's smiling cheek.

After all, Qiu Furong was just a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken, it was a fluke to stop Yue Linglong's slap, how could she resist Yue Linglong's harder slap?

However, when Yue Linglong was about to slap her on the face again, Qiu Furong was neither humble nor overbearing, and said at the right time: "I know who your child's father is."

I know who the father of your child is...

Qiu Furong's faint words seemed to slap an acupuncture point on Yue Linglong's body, and the slap she was about to slap was suddenly in the air, and she stared dangerously at Qiu Furong: "What are you talking about!"

Qiu Furong blinked lightly, and asked back with a smile: "What did I say, doesn't the second palace master not understand?"

Yue Linglong's expression was slightly puzzled, she stared at Qiu Furong, her red pupils were full of reflections of Qiu Furong's cold and proud face.

It seems that all the answers are written on this face...