Chapter 893 Are you crying?
what?
Fu Nancheng narrowed his eyes, and his whole handsome face was covered with a terrible haze. She actually let him do it!
No wonder she was secretly talking to Princess Qinse in the royal family today, looking at him while talking. At that time, she was thinking about how to plot him and sell him to these three women as a duck!
If one wasn't enough, there were three, all young widows like wolves and tigers!
Fu Nancheng's eyes were about to burst into flames.
She is simply looking for death!
Fu Nancheng wanted to get up, but at this moment he felt an unknown evil fire rushing up inside his body, and his body was so hot.
He looked at Princess Qinse and the others gloomily, "Did you tamper with the wine?"
"That's right A Niu, this wine is laced with something good. It's a special offer from the princess's house. Most people can't enjoy it. You'd better obey us."
Princess Qinse really couldn't bear to leave Fu Nancheng, so the three of them pounced directly on Fu Nancheng...
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Su Ci had already reached the backyard. She had investigated and found that there was a basement in the backyard of the princess's house, where Master Jiu was supposed to be locked up.
Avoiding the surrounding eyes and ears, Su Ci dodged into the basement with nimbleness and dexterity, and opened the door lock with a silver needle. However, the basement was empty.
There was a teacup on the table, which was still warm. It seemed that Master Jiu was imprisoned here, but she arrived a step too late. Master Jiu was either transferred or taken away by others.
Su Ci lowered her head to Yu Jie, she should have come earlier!
Su Ci walked out, and then she saw several bodyguards in black walking out, carrying someone in their hands.
Passers-by gathered and said, "Look, a man died suddenly and was carried out."
Su Ci's heart skipped a beat, what, a man died?
Could it be... A Niu?
People around him were whispering, "Someone has been carried out from the Princess Mansion again. This time, they are probably exhausted again."
"It's so pitiful. I saw the three widows gathered together. I don't know how they tortured people. This farmland could be plowed to death."
Su Ci's face turned pale, was it him?
It must be him!
Did he die like that?
What were those three widows doing? A picture emerged in Su Ci's mind. The three widows were whipping A Niu with a small leather whip. When he wanted to lie down and take a rest, the three widows whipped him. Let him get up.
Really... so miserable!
Is that how he died?
Su Ci couldn't believe it. She had seen it. He should be very strong in that aspect. The three widows should not be his opponents.
Su Ci reached out to push away the crowd and stumbled forward. There was a person lying on the ground in front of him, covered with a white cloth.
Su Ci stretched out her hand tremblingly, wanting to lift off the white cloth and take a look at his face, but she suddenly lost her courage.
A person who was alive just now is now lying here in the cold, and he died of torture.
Su Ci's fair eyes turned red, and her lips trembled, "Ah...Aniu..."
The next second, a deep magnetic voice came from above, "What are you doing, are you crying?"
this sound...
Su Ci was startled. She couldn't hear this voice wrong, could she?
Su Ci turned around and saw Fu Nancheng.
Fu Nancheng wore half a silver mask on his face, standing tall and handsome, looking down at her.
Su Ci was stunned. She looked at the man covered with white cloth on the ground, and then looked at him, "Are you alive?"
