The prison officer was a little embarrassed: "This... this is what Long live the Lord ordered. I don't dare to..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the great master's sleeves slightly rose, a faint white light flashed through, and the wooden cage fell apart.
Ye Qian staggered and couldn't help but sit on the ground.
Luo Qingyu stepped forward and helped her up: "Sister Qian, how are you?"
Ye Qian smiled bitterly: "My legs... my legs are numb... I'll be fine after a while." [
"Damn it, how long have you been locked in this broken cage?! Are there any other injuries on your body?"
Luo Qingyu's anger rose to the brow.
How could they treat a pregnant woman like this?!
What should I do if my child is miscarried?
She subconsciously glanced at Ye Qian's skirt. Suddenly her eyes narrowed!
Ye Qian was wearing a purple dress, and there was a large dark red mark on the corner of her dress, like a blood stain...
Luo Qingyu's heart sank and he said in a deep voice: "Sister Qian, where are you injured? The child...is the child okay?"
Ye Qian looked extremely weak. She gasped for a moment and did not open her eyes. However, there was a trace of sadness on the corner of her lips, and she said calmly: "The child...the child is gone..."
Although it was expected, Luo Qingyu's heart was still heavy: "Why not? When?"
Ye Qian shook his head and smiled sadly: "This is no longer important."
Luo Qingyu: "..."
She sighed: "Do you want to do it now?"
Although she had already left the wooden cage, Ye Qian still looked frighteningly pale at the moment.
The eye sockets are sunken, the lips are dark, pale and haggard, like a lonely soul.
Especially her hand, which was as cold as a dead person. When Luo Qingyu held her hand, it felt like he was holding a piece of ice, and the coldness penetrated into the bone marrow...
This is definitely not the body temperature that a normal person should have!
Even if an ordinary person is in a world of ice and snow and his hands and feet are numb from the cold, the coldness is not as cold as it is now...
Luo Qingyu lowered his head subconsciously and looked at Ye Qian's hand.
Although Ye Qian's hands were still as gentle as ever, they were so pale and transparent that one could almost see the light cyan blood vessels under the skin.[
The originally pink nails turned pale, without a trace of blood...
Luo Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and she actually saw a faint spot on the back of Ye Qian's hand...
Luo Qingyu was an agent in his previous life and had frequent contact with dead people, so he naturally recognized this kind of spot. This is—corpse spot—
How could such spots appear on a living person?!
Luo Qingyu suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Qian in surprise: "You..."
Ye Qian slowly pulled her hand back and shook her head with a wry smile: "Yun Xia, have you seen it all?"
Luo Qingyu took a breath: "You... you are not a human being?"
How can it be?!
After all, she and Ye Qian had been in the carriage together for so long. At that time, she didn't feel anything abnormal. She was breathing, and her heart was beating...
She subconsciously looked at her chest, which was rising and falling slightly, and she was still breathing...
So what's going on?
If Ye Qian was a normal person, how could he have corpse spots on his body?