Even though Xiao Zhi had become a princess, her treatment was no longer the same. It was as if she was an abandoned concubine who had been beaten into a cold palace, and no one cared about him.

Zeng Mei thought that she was doing it secretly, but she still didn't manage to escape Lan Yenao's eyes.

Lan Yenao became calm once again. Although he did not manage to find out the relationship between Zeng Mei and the two of them, they were definitely not simple.

Zeng Mei lowered her head onto his chest, the majority of her messy hair was hanging in front of her eyes, preventing Lan Yenao from seeing the expression on her face.

Zeng Mei bit her lips tightly. No matter what, she must not let Lan Yenao know about the relationship between her and Xiao Zhi, or else, everything would be over!

But, even if Zeng Mei did not say it, Lan Yenao could guess, and he also did not have the patience to listen to what Zeng Mei had to say.

This woman, being able to tolerate her living till now was already the greatest kindness he had for her. If she knew that the greatest reason he would allow her to live was because of Lan Miuru, would she regret killing Lan Miuru?

A quarter of an hour passed. To Zeng Mei, this was like an unendurable time of night. Zeng Mei slowly raised her head, but there was no longer Lan Yenao, the chair was already empty.

A bitter smile appeared on Zeng Mei's lips. If she was not so smart and thought that she misunderstood Lan Yenao, Lan Yenao would not have hated her so much!

However, there was no medicine for regret in this world. One step wrong, one wrong step wrong. Her momentary willfulness had not only caused her to lose her life here, but had also implicated her daughter …

So thirsty, Zeng Mei woke up from her coma once again and raised her head. Since the last time Lan Yenao had left, no one else came in, not even the cruel officials.

The torch on the wall had long been burnt out and the dungeon was shrouded in darkness all day long. Zeng Mei's limbs and body that was bound by a rope had already lost all feeling due to the numbness and pain.

"Creak, creak …" The sounds that came from her feet caused Zeng Mei to wake up from her coma. The creaking and creaking sounds made her scalp tingle.

The sound of flesh being chewed on began to come from the middle of the mice. The stench of blood and rotten flesh entered Zeng Mei's nose, causing her to feel her stomach churning.

Until the time when the stench of blood became stronger and stronger, a heart-wrenching pain came from Zeng Mei's abdomen, causing her to feel despair and fear for the first time.

Amidst the intense pain, she felt countless hairy and disgusting mice crawling up her body. She could feel that her stomach had been bitten through by those things, and her intestines were being eaten little by little by those countless sharp mouths.

Ah!

As Zeng Mei's cries of despair and fear resounded throughout the dungeon, her entire head was already covered by countless of rats. Those animals that had no humanity, other than maintaining the instinct of constantly biting down on her, she had nothing else.

When the local prison was opened again, the servant was so scared that he collapsed on the ground before he could even take a step inside. His legs were weak, and he was unable to get up even after a long time.

In the tunnel below Ning Family Villa, Gu Shiyi and Situ Jing had already been trapped in a secret room for three days.

For the past three days, the two of them only relied on the water in their water bags to maintain their physical strength. If they didn't go out, even if they didn't starve to death, they would still die from thirst.

Three days ago, when they were walking in the tunnel, they were dropped into this secret room without any warning.

The secret chamber was ten feet tall, ten feet long, ten feet wide, and the four corners were smooth. It was like a mirror that reflected their silhouettes without the slightest blind spot.

In these three days, Gu Shiyi and Situ Jing did everything they could to not be able to leave the secret room.

"Jing, I was thinking, could it be that we went in the wrong direction from the beginning?"

Although he had to rely on water to maintain his body for three days, according to Gu Shiyi's previous life's survival skills, his voice was not weak at all.

"What can you do?"

Situ Jing's eyes faintly shone, his intuition told him that Gu Shiyi must have thought of something.

Gu Shiyi pulled out a dagger from her leg, stood up and walked towards the mirror-like wall.

First, she used her finger to press it against the wall. Then, the wall immediately revealed her finger. Between her two fingers, there was still a certain distance between them.

In the next second, Gu Shiyi stabbed the dagger into the wall with all her might. A small crack appeared on the wall where the dagger had pierced, and following that, the small crack that appeared on the wall of the small dot became larger and larger.

Situ Jing looked at Gu Shiyi in shock. He smiled, took a few steps back and stood in front of Situ Jing, and just as the six walls were filled with cracks, Gu Shiyi shouted at Situ Jing.

"Crouch with your hands on your head!"

Then, the secret room instantly collapsed, and the shattered walls above her head started to fall. Gu Shiyi was already prepared to be smashed, but she didn't feel anything at all. Curiously, she turned around and saw that Situ Jing was no longer by her side.

The two of them laughed at each other, then Situ Jing extended his hand out and pulled his up. At that moment, the tunnel seemed to still be long, and Situ Jing and Gu Shiyi also became more cautious.

As a result, when the two faced the swords that flew out from behind them and stepped onto the stairs that began to collapse, they easily dodged it.

It was just that the two of them were already exhausted, but what they were facing right now was indeed two paths of life and death. The two paths were exactly the same, only the front of one path had the words' Life 'written on it, and the front of the other one had the words' Death 'written on it.

Furthermore, the stone tablet in the middle even said that only those who had a dead end would be able to make it through.

In other words, regardless of which path they walked, they had to walk on one each. Otherwise, the only path left for them would be death.

Without even thinking about it, Situ Jing walked in the direction of the dead end, but was stopped by the reaction of Gu Shiyi who instantly rushed over.

"Situ Jing, if you hurry up and take another step, I'll immediately die for you to see!"

Gu Shiyi's face was filled with anger, after saying that, she pressed the dagger against her own neck, her eyes staring straight at Situ Jing, at the same time the dagger continued to move with force.

Situ Jing could only retreat with a pained heart. It wasn't until he had retreated to the middle position did Gu Shiyi finally take down the dagger from his neck.