Xiu'er hurriedly wiped her tears and ran towards the entrance of the cave to the bamboo forest north of the Broken Heart Cliff, holding the bamboo, and gasping for breath.

The heart is turbulent.

He was actually fake! He was not the palace master of Lingxiao Palace, he was Mu Jiuer's fiancé...

Xiu'er covered her chest and closed her eyes, staring at the bamboo leaves in front of her with tears in her eyes, feeling sad. If he were not the palace lord of Lingxiao Palace, his mother would not have let her marry him.

Her future husband must have a status, background and wealth...

Two guards outside the bamboo forest followed Xiu'er secretly. Seeing her holding Zhuzi and stopping, her eyes showed a look of greed and desire. She licked her lips, looked at each other, and tiptoed toward her.

"How could this happen..."

"No, this must be fake, I'm going to ask clearly!"

Xiu'er made up her mind to figure out what was going on. The guards clearly called him the king respectfully! Thinking of this, she immediately wiped away the tears that had not been dried. She turned around suddenly but saw two vulgar guards rubbing their hands and smiling at her.

"ah--"

With a scream, Xiu'er was thrown to the ground. She waved her fists wildly and shouted loudly.

"You beasts, let me go!"

"Help!"

"Hehehe, beauty, stop making unnecessary struggles. There is no one here. Even if you call me apart, no one will come to save you." A thin man smiled lewdly.

"I have noticed you a long time ago. You are the most handsome among so many women! Ha, if you obey us, you can say anything, otherwise—"

I also don’t forget to give a warning while complimenting a little older.

Xiu'er was extremely frightened. Seeing that the torn clothes on them were the same, and both faces were familiar with them. The two men were the guards who were imprisoning them and quickly shouted.

"No, you guys let me go."

"Stinky woman—ah—how dare you bite me?!"

The elderly spitted and slapped Xiu'er's backhand on the flowery and jade-like face. Xiu'er felt a buzzing sound in her ears, and she was even more frightened to cover her swollen face, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

"Please, let me go..."

"Let you go? Dream—"

As he said that, he tore open Xiu'er's silk skirt. Xiu'er hurriedly protected him and shouted: "I can tell you the secret about your king!"

secret?

The two guards looked at each other, Wang’s secret? What does this matter? They are just guards. The more they know, the more dangerous they are. They don’t want to know the secrets that others can’t avoid!

Seeing that the two guards did not stop, Xiu'er became even more presumptuous, and quickly told them all: "The person who just released us is not the king! He is fake, he is the king of fake!"

What?

Hearing this sentence, the thin man narrowed his eyes: "Do you want to make up lies and deceive our brothers?"
Chapter completed!