The noisy voice came into Ji Yue's ear from time to time. Although it was far away, she was a martial arts practitioner and could hear it clearly.
There was another sound of chaotic weapons outside.
It seems that the two sides are facing each other.
A moment later, a rather dignified voice sounded: "forget it! This palace just wants to see where the woman saved by the third brother is holy. Unexpectedly, it makes the third brother not hesitate to kill himself. It's the subordinates of this palace who are killed! I'm going to find the third party to settle accounts! " The sound of footsteps is confused, and they go away.
Ji Yue sits on the hay.
although she doesn't know state affairs, she has investigated the night of Jun Liu after all, and still knows a tiny bit of his life.
He is the Third Prince of Huiyue country. He is a famous God of war.
According to the rules of Huiyue state, the eldest son is the prince, so even if he has any military skills, he can only be handsome, not the prince.
The prince was born to his second brother, the queen. He was two months older than him. It is said that he was a dandy
I didn't expect even the dandy prince to come this time!
Is it the prince who slaughters the eunuch in the palace and pursues her?
A question slipped through Ji Yue's mind.
It doesn't matter! Junliuye is the commander in chief of the attack on her country, Ji Yueguo. That's the bitter enemy who killed her country!
He and the prince are not good things! All her enemies!
As long as she doesn't die, she will get revenge
The man didn't kill her. He must have kept her for other purposes.
She didn't look at all kinds of food sent in by the four soldiers guarding outside, let alone eat
At first, those meals were ordinary pasta and vegetables. Later, in order to let her eat, those meals began to be renovated. There were several things she liked very much.
But since Ji Yue has made up her mind, she remains still, saying that if she doesn't eat, she won't eat.
She not only fasted, but also cut off water.
Her body was originally injured. After three days of fasting, she was dizzy and lost a lot of weight.
She was lying on a small bed, which had been changed for her by the four bodyguards three days ago.
Although the bedding is rough, it is better that it is soft and dry, which is much more comfortable than that pile of hay.
She lay on it and began to have nightmares. She dreamt that her parents were killed by the disordered army. She dreamt that she killed people desperately when she fled from the palace. She dreamt that little cold blood was standing in front of her bed
She sweated all over, but couldn't wake up in a nightmare.
Is she dying?
In a trance, she felt that she was held up by someone, her mouth was forced to open, and a warm water was fed into her stomach, which seemed to moisten her dry throat.
She hasn't responded yet. Another stream of congee fragrance pours into her mouth --
her mind is finally clear. Although she can't open her eyes, she still remembers that she is on a hunger strike.
She tried to spit out the porridge, but she was pinched by someone, her mouth was blocked, and she used her lips
In the nose faint smell familiar breath, she blurted out two words in the vagueness: "qianshang......" She has porridge in her mouth. Those two words are indistinct.
Block her lips but leave instantly, a hand in her throat, forcing her to swallow the porridge.
She struggled again, but her wrist was clamped. A voice whispered in her ear: "if you want to see your father, your mother and your mother, you can eat honestly!"