After Ling Youyao fell asleep, Fu Mingjue got up and left the room.

As soon as he came out, Jiang Liu came to greet him: "Your Majesty, he has been imprisoned back."

"I, the king, will go and see for myself." Fu Mingjue waved his sleeves and left.

Jiang Liu followed her silently, scaring the princess. Even if it was a ghost, the prince would probably take away her soul!

In the blink of an eye, the two of them arrived at the most remote courtyard again. If Ling Youyao were here, she would definitely recognize that this was the place she had suspected before.

Jiang Liu opened the door and respectfully invited Fu Mingjue in.

The dilapidated courtyard was filled with dead leaves, and the air was filled with the smell of decaying dead wood. A woman's trembling and suppressed sobs could still be faintly heard.

After walking inside, Fu Mingjue stared at the person in the darkness with cold eyes.

The moment the man saw Fu Mingjue, a flash of light ignited in his cloudy eyes, but it passed quickly and turned into endless fear.

"No, no, don't come over. I know I was wrong, please forgive me!"

She stared at Fu Mingjue in horror, her broken body kept retreating, but there was no way out.

The silver moonlight shone in through the window lattice and fell in front of the woman, allowing people to see her situation clearly——

This is a huge iron cage, each iron rod is as thick as a baby's arm, and the person locked in the cage is dressed in white clothes stained with blood, and has heavy shackles on his feet, which are worn into the flesh and blood, revealing the dense white bones.

Those feet are very beautiful, but unfortunately they are restrained by shackles.

The woman crossed her arms tremblingly, her messy hair blocking her face, but it could be seen from her withered hands that she must be very old.

Fu Mingjue approached her slowly, and his cold voice said without any fluctuation: "It seems that the lesson I gave you last time was not enough."

After saying that, he winked at Jiangliu.

Jiang Liu understood, stepped forward, opened the cage, and pulled the woman out.

"Ah! No, I was wrong. I know I was wrong." The woman wanted to break away, but when she looked into Fu Mingjue's clear black eyes, she could only beg for mercy.

She knew that if she resisted, the end would only be worse.

Jiang Liu threw him in front of Fu Mingjue and stepped aside.

The woman was lying on the ground, her face distorted by the pain in her limbs, but she still begged for mercy with a trembling voice: "I was wrong, I will never go out again, please let me go."

"Let you go?" Fu Mingjue seemed to have heard some joke, "Do you think you are qualified to beg for mercy?"

The woman raised her head in pain and asked bitterly: "After all these years, are you still unwilling to let me go?"

"Since you hate me so much, why don't you just kill me?!"

Fu Mingjue looked down at her from a high position, with the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Death is only a momentary pain, but living is different."

Life is worse than death, which is the most painful thing.

"You, you are so cruel." The woman stared at Fu Mingjue with tears in her eyes, as if she was looking at a monster.

Fu Mingjue sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm: "Compared with you, I am not even one thousandth of your level."

It was obviously so cold and desolate, but now it was like a smiling evil ghost in the abyss.

No longer talking nonsense to her, Fu Mingjue turned around and walked to the door, looked at the cold moon in the night sky, and said calmly: "Since you want to go out so much, then I will help you."

Then he turned to Jiang Liu and said, "Cut her legs off."

When the woman heard this, she became excited instantly: "No, don't! You can't do this to me, don't forget, I am your woo!"

Before she could say that word, Jiang Liu acted quickly and blocked her mouth.

Fu Mingjue turned around and looked at her, with a faint smile on his lips: "If you keep talking, I won't mind pulling out your tongue."

The woman sobbed and shook her head, tears falling silently.

How could there be such a terrifying person in this world?

Fu Mingjue withdrew his gaze, put his hands in his sleeves, and walked out. He didn't stop until the moonlight fell on him.

The wind made the shadows of the trees rustle, and he stood quietly in the courtyard. When he heard the sound of the blade sinking into flesh and blood and landing on the hard leg bone, he suddenly smiled.

What's the point of keeping your legs if you don't obey?

After a while, the river flowed out, bringing out a strong smell of blood.

"Your Majesty, everything has been taken care of." He cupped his hands.

When Fu Mingjue smelled the smell of blood, he frowned in disgust: "It stinks, stay away from me."

Jiang Liu: "."

He helps the prince to do things, but in the end he is despised by the prince, what a world!

Fu Mingjue ignored him and walked out of the hospital, saying, "Give her good medicine and don't let her die."

"Yes." Jiang Liu responded.

He has been with the prince for many years, and he has done everything he should and shouldn't do. He doesn't know who that person is, but it can be seen that the prince hates her deeply.

Everyone is afraid of King Jing, but only Jiang Liu knows that their prince never kills innocent people.

In the middle of the night, Ling Youyao had a nightmare:

In the dream, the white ghost chased her, with waterfalls of black hair hanging on her chest, and a pair of resentful and vicious eyes staring at Ling Youyao.

"Why do you want to hurt me? Why do you want to hurt me!" The female ghost rushed toward her with outstretched hands, her face ferocious.

Ling Youyao ran as fast as she could. No matter what the road ahead was, she rushed out without hesitation.

Suddenly, she saw Fu Mingjue dressed in red coming against the light. At that moment - she was ecstatic.

Just when she was about to grab his hand, someone grabbed her ankle tightly. Looking back, she saw the ghost holding her foot tightly, but the face turned into Fu Mingjue's.

"Hoo!" Ling Youyao woke up suddenly.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his pajamas were soaked with sweat and clung to his back.

She looked at the cold place next to her, and gradually came to her senses. It turned out to be just a nightmare.

Yin Zhu, who was guarding the outer room, heard the movement and walked in quickly: "The princess is awake? Does your hand still hurt?"

Ling Youyao responded listlessly and fell down again.

Yin Zhu brought water and wiped Ling Youyao's face with a handkerchief. Seeing her tired face, she couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with the princess? Is she feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Ling Youyao struggled to raise her eyelids and said nervously: "Yinzhu, I saw a ghost yesterday."

Hearing this, Yin Zhu was shocked and almost knocked over the basin: "How could there be a ghost? Could it be that you saw it wrong?"

That's what she said, but she still half believed it in her heart.

Ling Youyao affirmed: "Really, my arm will break because I saw a ghost."

Seeing that she was getting more and more scary as she spoke, Yin Zhu, who had always been calm, panicked and was thinking of saying something.

Ling Youyao covered her chest and wrinkled her little face: "I'm very panicked. You and Lu Bao get ready. We'll go to Foguang Temple later and ask for the blessings of the gods and Buddhas to keep the monsters and monsters away from me."

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Where do all the monsters and monsters come from? Isn’t the most terrifying person in the palace the prince?
Chapter completed!