Peach Blossom Thousands of Calamities

I never thought that such a humble little palace lady with lowered eyebrows and bowed her head would have such a big change.

Was it her father's wrongful imprisonment, her being forced into slavery, that made her so hateful and resentful?

Those eyes have long since lost their previous clarity, and there are only excitement and excitement.

It's a pity that she really didn't have any letters, it was Qin Gu who made a big joke with her.

Ruoyu's clothes were stripped off again, and when the coolness spread into her limbs, Wanjing looked at Ruoyu with only deep pain in her eyes.If possible, she would rather that Ruoyu's insult to her could alleviate the hatred in her heart.

but.

When the heart was blinded, there was no sunlight to fall in, Ruoyu continued her tricks.

Wanjing was thrown into the wooden barrel, the water soaked her crystal-white skin and her long black hair, she murmured in panic, Xuantuo, save me.

Her head was pushed into the water by Ruoyu, she was almost out of breath, she swallowed a sip of water into her throat, and when she came out she coughed, Ruoyu's sneer magnified before her eyes, "It's all your father, it's all because of him My whole family."

When the voice was still lingering in her ears but did not disperse, Wanjing was sent into the water again. The moment before entering the water, she breathed hard, as if she wanted to suck in all the air in the world.

Air, at ordinary times, is just the most common and ordinary thing.

Although you can't touch it with your hands, the thing that is always wrapped by it has become the most important continuation of life at this moment.

Time after time, the yelling in her ears has long been blurred, and all she remembers is that when she came out of the water, she had to gulp down the most precious air of human beings.

Finally, she couldn't bear such frequent breathing anymore, and then stopped intermittently, and her consciousness was blurred.

In the haze, there are fathers, mothers, Xuantuo, Xuanzhuo, and even Wanli's low sobs come to mind, a little unwilling, but powerless.

……

When he woke up, he was already tightly bound by a thin rope, and he was lying on his back on the bed, unable to move.

Ruoyu was holding a cat in her arms, teasing, the cat was obediently leaning in her arms, Wanjing looked at the hand that was stroking the cat, she felt a little involuntarily afraid, she gritted her teeth until bloodshot eyes were stained red lips.

"Are you awake?" Ruoyu's face was full of provocation, and this smell was strongly scattered in the precious air just now.

"Woo... woo...", a piece of silk was stuffed in her mouth, and she couldn't make a sound.

Ruoyu got up and took a bottle of liquid that seemed to be honey, and poured it on Wanjing's white jade-like soles.Sticky and creepy.

Then, Ruoyu suddenly let the cat lick at the bottom of her feet.

At first, it was the tip of the cat's tongue that moved softly over the feet.

Then, some itching.

After that, it was unbearable.

Wanjing couldn't help smiling, but she couldn't make a sound, her mouth was blocked, and the itching became stronger and stronger.

Ruoyu looked at her with a brighter smile, "Tell me, where is the letter, and I will let you go."

She nodded vigorously.

"If you play any tricks, I will make your life worse than death immediately."

The silk was taken out of his mouth.

Wanjing's wild laughter instantly filled the room, feeling weird and helpless.

"Speak, speak quickly."

Some of the honey in the bottle was poured up.

The cat is still looking for food obediently.

"Still in the study."

Desperate for wisdom, Wanjing hopes that Ruoyu will go to Concubine Shu's study again, so that Xuan Tuo will know her whereabouts.It's easy for her to get away.

"Nonsense, where is the study?" Not only Biyun, but also she has been to that room countless times, and there is no such room.

"I really don't know." The willpower returned to its original state.

The cat on the soles of the feet continued to stick out its tongue happily.

The laughter continued, and her heart was terrified. It wouldn't be long before she died laughing in this inn in a foreign land.

"Guest, why are you smiling so happily?" It was Xiaoer, who was finally saved.

Ruoyu hurriedly stuffed the silk into Wanjing's mouth again, turned her head and said, "It's okay, the master is talking about the happy things in the previous dynasty. Everyone back down."

The hope was in vain again, Wanjing closed her eyes, and tried her best to transfer the itch on the soles of her feet to other things. From childhood to adulthood, she thought about her mother and all the good things, but she still couldn't resist the itch.

Suddenly there was a sound on the roof, Ruoyu was still concentrating on punishing her, but she didn't notice it.

"Lord of the Flame, it's too despicable for you to do this."

She heard the voice sound familiar, but she couldn't figure it out.

The cat's movements became bigger and bigger, her heart itched unbearably, she couldn't laugh and had nowhere to vent, she fainted again all of a sudden.

Only that voice is still going on...