Maybe it was because he had "exerted too much force" last night, and Bai Murong slept soundly. It was not the same state as before. It was a lethargy that would cause the flesh and blood to fall apart, and this was a comfortable and peaceful sleep.

When he opened his eyes, Yu Wenjie had already left. The sun was shining brightly. He shone in through the half-open window, making people feel very happy when they saw it.

However, as she looked out the window, the red phantoms also appeared. They were like maggots with their tars and could not be removed.

She was not afraid of this kind of scene. Even if it was true, her mentality could bear it. It was just annoying, as if she was reminding her that she would not live long anytime and anywhere.

The maid found that she was awake and immediately came over to help her up, put the pillow behind her, and let her lean on it comfortably.

She was not in a tiny strand, and her body under the quilt was in its most primitive state. The quilt slipped down, and she looked down and couldn't help but blush.

What she did last night came back to her mind. She committed a crime again and gave her cute little love to the ground. It was ridiculous to think about it. She could still do such a thing, with a knife on the head of the word "Se" and maybe she would die on it by then.

The maid brought her clothes to dress. None of them belonged to her, and I don’t know when they were sent there. The quality was better than the fabric of the Bai family’s dowry at that time.

The clothes are fragrant, fragrant, and smooth, and they are worn on the body and fit the skin, making them very comfortable.

She sat upright, her upper body shaking, and she might not have noticed it herself, but the maid saw it very clearly. She seemed to be drunk, making people worried that she would fall down anytime and anywhere.

The maid tied her long scattered hair up, and there were several obvious red marks on her pale neck, which were traces of being loved, and she hadn't had it when she was bathing last night.

"When did your emperor leave?" She had no idea.

"I returned to the palace at the beginning of Yin Shi." The maid replied, the time was very accurate.

"Then he didn't have a long rest. Isn't anyone here in this palace?" She was worried about Da Yang and Su Yun, and somehow she was worried. She kept waking up and woke up, but there was no idea how many days passed. Da Yang, Su Yun, and Yu Wenjie's guards were still trapped in Zhao State.

Her body really couldn't increase her strength, otherwise she would really want to get them back quickly.

The maid shook her head slightly, saying that no one had come except Yu Wenjie.

Sighing, she actually had a lot of things to worry about, such as what happened in Yinan and what Song Zifei was doing. She even wanted to know the movements of Xuanjia Army and Chu Yu, and whether she had kept the promise honestly.

It is said that before a person dies, his past will flash in front of his eyes like a movie. I don’t know if she is in this state now.

The maid brought the silver basin, hand towel and other toiletries to her. She slowly cleaned it and sat there again, allowing them to apply the care on her face.

Taste.

She was really degenerate. She actually thought that this kind of life was quite good and wanted to continue to enjoy it.

"I want to go downstairs and have a walk." She was not hungry, she just wanted to go down and take a look at the scenery of Prince Yu's Mansion.

The maid immediately responded, then stood up from both sides and slowly went downstairs.

As always, Suochang Pavilion has not changed at all, and the time here seems to have stopped.

Facing the bright sunshine, she slowly walked out of the gate of Suochang Pavilion. After that, she walked towards the back mountain, and still remembered that the back mountain would bloom in spring with apricot blossoms, which was extremely beautiful.

Now it has passed when apricot blossoms bloom, and the apricot trees have all bear fruit, but the apricots in this era will not be very delicious.

During the slow walk, I suddenly saw a group of guards passing by the path opposite the flower pond. There were a total of five or six people, four of them carrying a large rectangular wooden box, which looked like a coffin at first glance.

"What are you carrying?" she asked loudly.

The guards stopped and looked over, bowed to her first, and then replied one of them: "Go back to the King of Yinan, this is the medicine transported from the north, and it has just been delivered to the imperial city."

"What medicine?" It was packed in this large wooden box, like a coffin. If you don't know, you thought there was something dead inside.

"I don't know either, but this medicine cannot be seen. I have to send it to the great magician as soon as possible." The guard replied, telling her in another way that she can't open it for her, so she should not make this request.

Nodded, "Since that's the case, then send it over." Could it be that the shameful medicine was dug out of the ground?

The guard immediately carried the big wooden box away. Seeing that they were in a hurry, the four of them were in difficulty in carrying a box, and they didn't know how much medicine was contained in it.

There was a lot of light in front of her. In fact, she didn't see it very clearly. She just felt that they had walked away. The big wooden box she was carrying seemed to be shaking very hard, as if something was struggling inside.

"Let's go." The phantoms in front of her were constantly ill. She had a headache when she saw them. It would be better to stare at Yu Wenjie. She stared at his face seriously. She could not see these red phantoms.

The maid immediately helped her walk back. She might not be able to see clearly, but the maids could see clearly that the big wooden box was shaking. When they stopped, the wooden box was also shaking constantly, and the things contained inside were alive.

Yu Wenjie wants to save her life, no matter what price he has to pay. No matter what conditions Yuetong proposes, he agrees.

But at the same time, Yuetong also hung his head on the blade, and the Xiyuan where he lived was set up with many hidden weapons. If he wanted to escape, he would die without a burial place. Those insects that could attack people could not fight against the iron tools at all.
Chapter completed!