Chu Yunyao looked down at Mo Jinyu's red hand, and felt that she might be overthinking...
After the examination, he walked out of the medical room and saw Qin Zhirou sitting in the yard, pulling grass to feed the doll in his arms, coaxing in a low voice: "Jinyu, eat green vegetables, the green vegetables made by mother, eat quickly , Eat and grow up quickly."
Of course, dolls can't eat.
Qin Zhirou stuffed the grass into her mouth, chewed it up and spat it on the doll's body...
After tidying up his clothes, Mo Jinyu walked out of the medical room and saw this scene, trotted over in a hurry, and pulled Qin Zhirou up from the ground: "Mother, why are you sitting on the ground to eat grass again?
Get up quickly, don't get your clothes dirty. "
He squatted on the ground, took out a handkerchief to wipe the dirt off Qin Zhirou's body, and said softly, "Jinyu is still young and can't eat, didn't I tell you yesterday?"
Chu Yunyao looked away, took Xiu'er from Mo Lingwei's hand and walked out: "Maybe I'm overthinking, Qin Zhirou's appearance doesn't look like an act."
It is not so easy for a madman to regain his sanity.
Chu Yunyao handed Xiu'er to Mo Lingwei and asked her to take her back to the mansion, and then went to the camp to find Mo Lingyuan.
Mo Lingyuan was discussing the battle ahead with everyone, and Chu Yunyao asked the guards to take her to the dungeon alone.
The dungeon was dark and damp, filled with a strong smell of putrefaction and blood, and torches were burning on the walls.
Chu Yunyao walked in step by step with the guards, and unexpectedly saw two dying women who were tortured, and asked in surprise, "Who are these two?"
Before the guard could answer, the woman with long hair covering her face raised her head, her voice was dark and bloodthirsty: "Chu Yunyao, you are still alive, why are you not dead yet?"
Chu Yunyao instantly recognized the voice: "Cheng Jiaren, I heard that you just fell into Ling Yuan's hands, and Si Shouzhe, who loves you so much on weekdays, picked up the third concubine again."
Cheng Jiaren: "..."
Chu Yunyao sneered endlessly: "Dongyang running dog, you are not dead, how could I die? Now that you are dead like neither human nor ghost, I am afraid that if you are thrown in front of Si Shouzhe, he will not want to die again." I'll take another look at you."
"Chu Yunyao, you bitch..." Cheng Jiaren was about to insult Chu Yunyao.
A long whip from the guard fell heavily on her body, and another wound appeared on Cheng Jiaren's body.
The guard introduced: "The person next to her is Mu Qingcheng, who is the secret work arranged by the Orientals in the Gong family, and is also the only concubine who helped Gong Yao give birth to a daughter."
Chu Yunyao stood in front of Mu Qingcheng, and the guards whispered: "She was captured just now, when the master interrogated her, she refused to say anything, and the master cut off her tongue."
Chu Yunyao continued to walk forward and saw a bloody lump of flesh pinned to the wall. Enduring the urge to gag, Chu Yunyao pointed at that person and asked, "Who is this?"
To be punished like this is really scary, and it is better to die than to live like this.
The guard carefully looked at Chu Yunyao's face, "This is Zuoren who pushed you off the cliff, young lady."
"Zuo Ren?" Chu Yunyao's complexion changed instantly, her voice was cold and resentful: "Take a tube of his heart and soul."
After busying in the dungeon, when Mo Lingyuan came down to look for her, Chu Yunyao returned without success.
Back at the mansion, Chu Yunyao was a little depressed: "The hearts of all of them don't match Jinyu's."
The housekeeper handed over an invitation card: "Young Madam, Master Chi sent someone to bring it to you. I have something to invite you to come over."
Chu Yunyao flipped through the invitation: "Did you tell me what it is?"
"Yes, I want to discuss with you how to deal with Fairy Feng..."