Chapter 1680

"Help..."

"Is there anyone..."

In the wood room, hoarse calls came one after another.

Zhao Shen had been exhausted with tears, and his mouth was as dry as if he had gone into the desert. On weekdays, there was no sound like honey, leaving only a hoarse gasp.

She really regretted that she had to leave the master's side. Normally, she lived a life of delicacy and delicacy. Occasionally she tripped with the eldest lady, and the master also helped her talk. Now I am bound here, suffering from the cold wind and torture, and I never know what my fate will be.

I thought that leaving the mansion was like hell, but now Zhao Shen really understood what hell is. If she came back to the master, she would not be so unreasonable. She would make the master happy and win the position of the main room as soon as possible.

"Hoo Hoo..."

"Daddada..."

The wind suddenly and noisily blowing, mixed with the sound of small footsteps. Zhao Shen stopped calling and pricked up his ears.

"Daddada..."

The sound of footsteps came and fell into my ears in the silent air. Zhao Xin was very happy. Did the master's people come to save me?

"Hula!"

The door was suddenly pushed open. Zhao Shen raised his head fiercely. In the dark, a man in black clothes entered the room. He looked around as if looking for something. His action is not in a hurry. It looks more like a leisurely stroll at a temple fair. Noticing Zhao Shen in the corner, he turned his head slowly and walked with her.

"Are you here to save me?"

Zhao Shen expected.

"Madame Zhao?"

Night, the man picked eyebrows, voice magnetic and with a touch of dark cold. Zhao Shen Leng for a moment, she had never heard such a voice.

"You... Who are you?"

Zhao Shen swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked.

The man didn't reply. In the dark, Zhao Shen heard the sharp sound of the knife drawn from the sheath. Before she began to ask, there was a sharp pain in her throat. She felt warm liquid running down her neck. Before she realized anything, her eyes were dark and she lost consciousness.

……

At dawn, Liuli went to the wing room with hot water. Before Bai ruotong woke up, she carefully put down the copper basin, rubbed her hands, and walked slowly towards the bed.

"Girl, it's time to wake up."

She pushed Bai ruotong's mattress and called softly. The woman sleeping on the couch shakes her delicate willow eyebrows and bends her mouth. Liuli smiles. She knows that it's her mother who is lying in bed.

On weekdays, she was willing to sleep more. After all, Bai ruotong had not had a good rest for a long time. But Mrs. Zhao's affairs have not been solved, and the time can not be delayed.

"Girl, wake up quickly."

She called again. Bai ruotong slowly opened her sleeping eyes, like apricot eyes with dew. She raised her chin and looked at the glass blankly.

"You... Who are you?"

Smart voice with curious voice from her mouth, glass muddled, busy way: "girl, I am glass ah!"

She knew that this was Bai ruotong's fault again. Since she left the capital, she often forgot where she was and who was beside her when she woke up.

"Liuli..."

Bai Rutong repeated these two words blankly, chewing them repeatedly. Liuli was frightened by her infatuation and bit the tip of her tongue nervously.

Less than a moment later, Wu Tieguai was invited into the wing room by her. He asked for a pulse and began to apply the needle. As soon as the needle entered the skin, Bai Rutong screamed and fainted.