Some of the maids who usually like Yehuang secretly glanced at the direction of death row worriedly, and thought distressedly, the prince is really not human, and the weather was so bad last night.
Shut the princess in that dungeon The moon slave didn't want to see the woman in the dungeon, anyway, the master didn't want people to go to the dungeon, probably really hated the woman to death, and wanted her to fend for herself, hahaha She just needs to wait now, just wait for the woman to die like a candle in the wind.
After the ghost-faced man returned from the barracks, it was during dinner.
He sat down at the table, still a little overwhelmed.
A face as white as ice and snow, handsome and innocent like a god.
None of the subordinates dared to open their mouths to mention the princess first, and in the end, it was the little maid Bilian who was waiting outside Mu Xueyuan, standing outside the dining room, and said very quietly.
"Lord, even if the princess did something wrong, the weather was so bad last night, and it rained, you didn't let people bring food to the princess, if this continues, maybe no one will know that the princess died in the dungeon."
After finishing speaking, a ghost guard quickly put Bilian on the ground, "I'm sorry, Lord Wang, it's all subordinates who didn't take care of it" Let this little maid dare to say that the master is not.
The Ghost Guards know that.
If their temper is angry, the cliff is at the level of a cosmic explosion You have to take it easy.
Just as he was about to drag the little maid who was not afraid of death down, the man who was sitting at the dinner table without saying a word actually spoke.
"Let go of her" The ghost guards let go in embarrassment.
Then he saw the man put on the ghost face again, covered his peerless face, and stood up.
Slowly looking at the cold ghost weather. muttered.
"Then let this king go and see if she is dead" The moon slave cursed in his heart.
Damn, it's all that little girl with a broken mouth, if she is a few days late, maybe the woman will really die When the ghost-faced man stepped out of the dining room, he was a little nervous.
She must be fine, when the woman has suffered, she must lie there comfortably now, and when he goes in, it will be a sneer, or she will break up with him again Before stepping into death row, he specially ordered behind him.
"No one is allowed to follow up" He didn't want to be seen arguing.
Walking down the steps to the dungeon, Nightshade was ready to meet her sneer, perhaps she could bloody him just by hearing footsteps.
So before he could go deeper, he stopped to see if she could hear people.
As a result, I waited and waited, and nothing happened.
Night God Wing thought, it must have been in the space and didn't come out The temperature and environment in her space are much more comfortable than those on death row So when he walked step by step into the dungeon, Night God Wing was still making a small calculation, if she was really in the space, he would immediately turn around and leave Really.
After walking down, I didn't hear anything.
I wasn't sneered at, and my mood was a little subtle.
There was silence.
Without looking twice, Night God Wing was about to leave happily.
But the moment you turned your head, the afterglow of your eyes swept to the plank bed and there seemed to be a person lying on it.
Subconsciously turn back.
When you look at the "thing" on it clearly.
The purple eyes under his ghostly face suddenly shrank into a thin line.
The whole person rushed into the barrier like a bolt of lightning.
Standing in front of the bed, looking at her petite body on the cold and damp hardwood bed, her face was blushing like Guan Gong.
The whole person exudes an abnormal temperature.
Night God Wing only touched his hand, and was retracted by the hot hand.
His face changed dramatically.
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