"Sir."
Yan Shifan lay leisurely on the floor with a maid fanning him.
"The letter has been delivered, Lu Yi... there is no news."
Yan Shifan opened his eyes when he heard the words.
yanshifanYo, it seems that he didn't cry when he saw the coffin.
Yan Shifan sighed and motioned for Yan Feng to come forward.
"Yes, my subordinates will go now."
yanshifanYou must let this gift satisfy Lu Huanshi.
- - - - line of division - - - -
Shen Qingqing has not eaten for two days.
Been tied to the cross on the rack, can not rest, tired consciousness are a little fuzzy.
The wound on his face had festered into a scar because it had not been treated, and the face was suddenly divided, destroying the beauty of his face, and it was even a little... terrifying.
When the severe wind came, even if his hands were covered with blood, he couldn't help but feel a little sorry when he thought of what he was going to do next.
"If you want to blame it, blame that Lu Yi for being ruthless and unrighteous!"
The voice fell, and before Shen Qingqing could react, a cold knife light flashed.
In an instant, a piercing pain came from her arm. Shen Qingqing screamed out heartily.
But her voice was so hoarse that it could not be used, and it only turned into a dry roar that could not be heard. Like the rough mute of branches rustling on the ground, a sound echoed in the dense prison.
Shen Qingqing had already fainted from the pain.
Yan Feng picked up the broken arm that had fallen on the ground, and it was still dripping with blood. He put it into the brocade box without changing his face. Then, he ordered a doctor to come in and bandage Shen Qingqing.
The lord doesn't want her life for the time being, he just wants to give Lu Yi a "lesson".
xitongHow are you, host?!
When you wake up faintly, you don't know where you are today, where you are here and where you are.
Shen Qingqing's arm was wrapped in layers of white gauze, and no longer bled.
He wasn't even tied to a scaffold, but lay on a narrow, tattered bed.
shenqingqingDumpling, am I... ugly now?
Shen Qingqing looked at the damp and dark ground, a mouse was hiding in the corner of the wall and biting something, making a squeaking sound.
She was afraid, but she was too tired to move.
xitongNot ugly... not ugly at all.
xitongQingqing is still so beautiful.
There was a bit of choking in the mechanical voice.
shenqingqingFortunately, he didn't come.
shenqingqingFortunately, this appearance was not seen by him.
Shen Qingqing slowly closed her eyes.
Lu Yi, who was far away in Cen Gang, was tracing the military map. For some reason, his heart suddenly tightened, and his hand holding the pen stopped in the air.
The thick black ink dripped on the kraft paper, and the military map, which had tended to be complete in structure, was destroyed.
Cen Fu could see how hard Lu Yi had worked recently. Rectifying military affairs, visiting terrain, collecting weapons...
The adults only slept two hours a day these days. In addition to dealing with the military, the rest of the time was to write letters to Miss Shen, no matter how good her body was, she couldn't bear it.
cenfuAdults may wish to rest for a while before continuing?
Lu Yi pressed his eyebrows and put down the pen with a "hum".
He opened the box that had been lying beside the pillow, and inside was a neat stack of letters. The handwriting is scribbled, all by the same person.
luyiCounting the time, the letter should be here soon.
luyiI wonder what she will write this time?
A smile appeared on Lu Yi's lips.
