Chapter 582

Lu Huoying frowns at shallow son. This face is totally different from that of Mo shallow son. But the expression on her face at this moment, the helplessness and helplessness in begging for mercy, are too similar.

Mo shallow son is also so, clearly very afraid, very want to resist, but dare not resist, yes, just beg for mercy.

I don't want to let her go.

"My palace has ordered you not to go out of the West courtyard. If you don't obey me, what should I do to you?" Lu Huo's shadow laughs coldly.

"I'm here to deliver the pills..." Shallow son is biting the lower lip, the tear revolves in the eye socket.

She's useless! She's useless. In the face of Lu Huoying, she can't take out Gu Bailu's fearless confrontation.

She hated herself and her cowardice.

"I will send someone to take the pills. Who will let you deliver them? The main courtyard is a forbidden area. What's your purpose? " The strength in Lu's hands deepened a little, and shallow son felt that his chin would be crushed.

But she doesn't feel pain, she just feels hate, can't hate others, just hate herself.

Shallow son closes an eye, tear falls from canthus.

Is she really hopeless?

Lu burned shadow oppressed her body and her legs were shaking. She was afraid. She was afraid of Lu burned shadow and hated herself.

She didn't know how to get rid of the fear in her heart. She didn't even dare to hate Lu Huoying, only herself.

Lu Huoying let go of her, and shallow son fell to the ground, his teeth tightly biting his lips, took out the silver needle and stuck it in his palm.

It's useless for you, it's scary for you, it's useless for you to resist.

Deserve to be bullied like this, deserve to be despised by others, deserve to live like dust.

She went mad and stuck her hand with a silver needle until blood came out of the whole hand.

Lu Huoying looked down at her, wondering in her eyes, "what are you doing?"

Shallow son didn't listen to him at all, regardless of the blood in his hand, he had been firmly tied.

This is her way to solve her inner fear and hatred. She wakes up in countless nightmares and relieves them in this way.

Lu Huoying crouches down and grabs her hand: "my palace asks what you are doing!"

Shallow son looks at him in horror, like saw the devil general, curled up his body: "don't come over don't come over, please let me go."

Lu Huo's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his heart seemed to be covered by something. He was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

He didn't know where the gloom came from. He was puzzled. How terrible was he?

He grabs shallow son and stands up, throws her on the couch, and takes a small medicine box from the shelf nearby.

Shallow son is trapped in fear and shrinks his body. He doesn't look at him, but keeps shouting: "please let me go, let me go, don't come back to me in the dream..."

Red wolf in a way: "prince, she is not what stimulation."

Lu Huo's face is collapsing. He drags the shallow hand. It's a piece of flesh and blood. There is no good place for the whole small hand.

He took out the gauze and wiped the blood on it. Only then did he find that the hand was full of small holes, many of which were old wounds.

"Go and get her master." Lu Huoying said.

The red wolf left.

Lu Huoying wants to give Xiao'er medicine, but she drags her hand and wants to go back: "no, don't hurt me anymore..."

"This palace gives you medicine. How can you make medicine if your hand is hurt like this?" If this hand is hurt, Lu Feiying thought, she can't make the pill tomorrow. Muwei will suffer another day.