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VIP23, kidnapped inexplicably

Beichen Mofeng was not here at the moment. Wu Dieyu glanced at the Huanjing Hall where Mu Yunsang once lived, and a fire of anger rose from the bottom of his heart. If His Highness hadn't said that this matter should not be brought to justice, he would have said that it had already been done.

She sent Mu Yunsang to Siguo Hall as punishment, how could she let this ugly woman go so easily.

Xuan Chengyou stood at the door, looking at her stern and resentful look, and gave her a slap in the face quietly.

"Wu Liangdi, why are you here?"

Wu Die's jade eyes began to contain a bit of hatred, and she said to Xuan Chengyou: "Is your highness here?"

"His Highness went out this morning."

Wu Dieyu's eyes flashed with a bit of disappointment, but she quickly cheered up and led Wu Dieer and others directly to the Huanjing Hall on the side.

"Then I will be waiting for Your Highness in Huanjing Hall."

"I can't help Liangdi, this belongs to the Crown Princess..."

"So what? I'm just here to sit here. Do you think I will be like some poisonous women and recruit a bunch of monsters like her?"

Xuan Chengyou said nothing. Since the He Liangyuan incident, Wu Liangdi has restrained herself a lot. Now, probably because His Highness beat the Crown Princess into the Siguo Palace for her, she has returned to her arrogant nature.

Seeing that Xuan Chengyou didn't dare to say anything, she arrogantly flicked her sleeves and told the maid next to her: "Go, open the door."

No one dared to stop her, and she secretly felt proud. Huanjing Hall, the place where the Crown Princess lived, was worthy of her. This Jiaofang Hall, this Huanjing Hall, everything here should belong to her Wu Dieyu.

In the future, Fengqi Palace and Jiaotai Palace will also be decorated with Wudie Jade.

Facts have proved that in the heart of the prince, she is no good, otherwise she would not be relegated to Si Guodian, a place comparable to the cold palace again.

"Muyun Sang, you ugly woman, will always be wanted to compete with me."

She glanced coldly at the decorations in the Huanjing Hall, and in the depths of her eyes, there was a trace of resentment and coldness.

*

"where is this place?"

"What does this smell like?"

"Why is your whole body so limp that you can't exert any energy?"

The mind is obviously awake, but the body is asleep.

She looked up at the unfamiliar environment in front of her. The bed, curtains, tables, chairs, and benches were all not familiar to her. This was a completely unfamiliar place.

My mind quickly recalled what happened before.

She was bitten by a red scorpion and then fainted.

Is this too hospital?

Impossible, her nose worked fine, and apart from the weird aroma in the air, she didn't smell any other medicinal smell.

She wanted to get up, but her body was too soft to move.

Just as she was wondering, someone pushed open the door and walked in. It was a maid with a double bun. When she saw her waking up, she walked towards her with a sweet smile and held a tray.

"Who are you?"

She became extremely vigilant. This woman's dress was not the uniform of a palace maid.

So, after a quick turn of her head, she fainted and was taken out of the palace, right?

Could it be that the weird fiery red scorpion was also arranged in advance? Who is it?

From Beichen Mofeng?

"Did Beichen Mofeng bring me here?"

The palace is heavily guarded. Even if she is a fly, it is not easy to bring her out, let alone a living person who has fainted.

The little girl didn't seem to hear it, and only looked at her sweet smile, which was very pleasing.

"Where is this?"

She narrowed her eyes.

The girl remained silent and just smiled. She put the porridge on the edge of the table. After putting it down, she bowed to her and left.

"Don't go!"

She struggled to get up. If her guess was correct, her body would be so weak. Either the poison of the scorpion had not receded, or there was something wrong with the weird aroma.

She tried her best to sit up, but nothing could restrain her from defeating the King of Hell. Although it took a lot of effort, the facts proved that as long as she had a breath, she would never fail in whatever she wanted to do.

She sat up and walked out step by step. The girl didn't mean to look back at her, she just opened the door and left.

Damn it, her legs felt so weak that they didn't belong to her. She had to fight hard with her body to stand trembling like a Parkinson's disease patient.

Anyway, let’s go out first.

After finally moving to the door, she suddenly felt a stinging pain on her shoulder. She turned her head and saw that it was an iron hook.

Although it was not sharp, the hook equipped with a mechanism grabbed her shoulder and tightly held her flesh. She had no strength to resist, but she followed the chain of the hook and looked behind her at a rapid speed.

go.

Sitting on the open window lattice was a young man wearing a white gown. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and his smile was innocent. In his hand, he was holding the iron hook chain that was holding Mu Yunsang's shoulder.

Damn, it's such a shame to be ignored by one kid and bullied by another kid.

But she quickly calmed herself down.

Because she knew that her current situation was completely passive.

And these people probably didn't want to take her life, otherwise she would have died long ago.

After calming down, her mind started to work quickly.

She knew that the first thing she needed to do was to ask this wretched child to let go of her. Her shoulders were so painful that they were about to be crushed. What kind of weapon was this? It was so powerful. The more she struggled, the tighter it became.

"I won't run away anymore, you can let me go."

She looked calm, and the boy smiled more innocently.

"Sister, you have to be good. Even if you run away, you can't escape."

"I know, but even if you have to tie me up, you have to give me a reason."

"You just asked the mute ghost. Of course the mute ghost won't tell you, but I can tell my sister."

Mute, it turns out that the child with the sweet smile just now is a mute.

He was probably deaf too, otherwise he wouldn't have answered her, or at least he wouldn't have had to laugh all the time.


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