strictlysupreme Chapter 842 Chapter 842
Chapter 842 Chapter 842
When he pushed the door open and walked in, He Jiang smelled a faint fragrance. He smiled brightly, "An Lang, how did you find such a boudoir?"
no respond.
He Jiang was puzzled and followed the scent to the inner room. He looked at Leng Qing and asked, "An Lang?"
He walked around the screen, lifted the gauze curtain, and arrived at the inner room. This house was built earlier and used small hexagonal windows at that time. The window frames were covered with cotton to block the dim light from outside. When He Jiang stood here, he wanted to leave immediately, but the figure lying on the bed made him feel greedy again.
I vaguely remember that Yingxue Pavilion seemed to be the boudoir of Princess Langwu when she was alive.
The most important thing is that no one has lived there for a long time and it is almost deserted.
Oh! Is there any better and more suitable place than here? He Jiang looked at the plain clothes and rushed over without thinking, "An Lang, you are the one who wins my heart the most."
Before she even touched the clothes, she heard a moan.
"Shiro..."
Shiro?
He Jiang's originally restless heart suddenly froze. The hand he had stretched out suddenly retracted as if it had touched a sharp thorn.
"An Lang?"
Where did An Lang come from?
Lying on the bed, Song Guanzhou opened her eyes with difficulty. When she looked at the soft bedding under the bed and the crimson curtains above her head, she felt something was wrong. This was not her bed!
"who are you?"
He Jiang's head suddenly became big. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that he had fallen into a trap set by Song Youan!
You bastard, how dare you plot against me!
He didn't care about anything else at this moment and rushed out, but when he returned to the outer room and pulled the door out, he found that it was locked!
Whether to pull or push, I don't know where to start.
Just as He Jiang was trying to find a way to kick the door open, Song Guanzhou also felt a headache from the noise. She felt dizzy and touched the sore neck. She tried to stand up several times but couldn't.
Song Guanzhou staggered and almost bit off his tongue and pinched his thigh flesh before he could barely wake up from his confusion.
Damn it, it’s hard to guard against!
The accident happened in just the short distance from the old princess's courtyard to the mourning hall!
I don’t know if Diewu and Dieyi are still alive!
Song Guanzhou took a deep breath, trying to calm her fear and terror, but after taking a few deep breaths, she suddenly covered her mouth and nose...
She felt hot all over, and suddenly thought of what Xu Lingqiao said.
"Those aphrodisiac potions make me drowsy, dry mouth and hot body. I really can't stand it—"
Depend on!
Jin Fuyun, it would be fine if you let me die here today, but if I get out alive, you can see what it means to die together!
Song Guanzhou's eyes turned bloodshot and his spirit gradually weakened.
She clenched her teeth to prevent the moans caused by the physical invasion from coming out. Jin Fuyun sent someone to attack her from behind. Her neck hurt and her eyes went dark. When she woke up, she was here.
She almost moved to the screen and saw the man leaning against the door, panting, with misty eyes and the tip of his tongue bitten until it bled. Then she asked, "Who... who are you?"
who! ?
He Jiang almost went crazy, his body felt like it was on fire. His bloodthirsty eyes saw Song Guanzhou leaning against the screen, who was as soft as a boneless bone. He was horrified, "Fourth Young Master's wife?"
Pei An’s wife!
Hearing the call, Song Guanzhou opened her heavy eyelids and tried to calm her breathing, but her body no longer felt like hers. It took her a long time to speak incoherently, "...Prince Yong?"
"…Madam, why are you here?"
Song Guanzhou could no longer bear it, his legs softened, "I was... knocked unconscious, and when I woke up... I woke up right here——"
This aphrodisiac is really horrible.
Song Guanzhou felt hot all over. It was a cold winter day, but she wanted to take off her clothes. However, she was still nervous in her mind and knew that she couldn't take them off!
You can’t take it off even if you die!
If you take it off, you will die...
"Who wants to harm me?"
He Jiang had no strength left, or maybe Song Guanzhou had attracted all his attention. Song Guanzhou's eyes were hazy and he tried to stand up. "Except for Jin Fuyun who wanted to marry my man, who else would dare to do that?"
When she said this, blood spurted out from the tip of her tongue.
"Prince, find water!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she fell forward with a thud. He Jiang stepped forward and wanted to help her up, but suddenly he heard Song Guanzhou's sharp roar, "Prince, don't touch me, Xunshui, the two of us can't be tricked--"
No!
He Jiang came in later and inhaled a smaller dose of aphrodisiac than Song Guanzhou. When he heard Song Guanzhou's scolding, he reacted immediately, turned around quickly, and looked around for something useful.
"My Lord, the chair! Hit me with the chair!"
Life and death, in this moment.
Outside the courtyard, in the dry well under the camphor tree, Diewu slowly woke up. She touched her forehead, which was half wet and half dry, and had all frozen. It should be the blood that flowed when she was injured.
What a cruel thief! The blow of the hammer almost crushed her skull.
If he had not dodged by turning his head, he would have died instantly.
She stood up unsteadily and looked up. Snowflakes were falling from the palm-sized sky from time to time. What was... ?
Dry well!
It was dark at the bottom of the well and she could hardly see anything. Die Wu reached out and touched a cold corpse.
what--!
Who died here? I touched her sleeves and it seemed to be a woman. Then I touched her cheeks and found her skin was soft and elastic. Diewu was gasping for breath and must have died not long ago!
The exclamation was barely audible over the wellhead.
Diewu gasped for breath, feeling even more panicked. Young Madam... I'm afraid that Young Madam has been murdered!
Thinking of this, she held onto the wall of the well and stood up with all her strength, "Help! Someone, help me!"
Dieyi was so anxious that she went crazy.
She was waiting for the young lady to come at the Chuihua Gate, but Princess Ming waved her over and told her to help Aunt Cha go to the front and lend a hand. Just as she was about to say wait for the young lady, Xiao Yinxiu immediately scolded her, "You call her the young lady every day, and Princess Ming can't even order you around?"
Dieyi was dragged away by Aunt Cha, "It's urgent. The Princess will send Prince An to use it later. Other women will bring one maidservant, but your young mistress is so powerful that she brought three or two."
When Dieyi discovered something was wrong, she was helping the Princess to get something. There was no trace of the Fourth Young Master's wife beside Qi Yueniang who followed closely behind her.
She dropped her things and went to look for them.
Xiao Yinxiu and Shuangyue grabbed her and said, "That's the headgear of the princess of the county, why did you throw it away?" Dieyi looked at Qi Yueniang, "Madam, where is our young lady?"
Qi Yueniang then looked back, her face full of confusion, "Hey, I just followed you here, how come you disappeared in the blink of an eye?"
gone!
Dieyi turned and ran, and Qi Yueniang immediately pointed at Lanxiang and said, "You go look for her too, quickly!"
After running out, he saw people coming and going in the outer courtyard, mostly servants. In the heavy snow, a layer of white snow was pressing down on people's heads. Dieyi had never been so panicked before.
"Dieyi, don't worry, the young lady has Diewu to accompany her."
"Then why is there no one?"