Quickly wear the host, don't panic, the person hasn't run far yet

A huge wailing sound instantly resounded throughout the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

"Tsk, I get it. It's nothing more than revenge for her, revenge on the scumbag and slap the scumbag, live a good life, live a wonderful life, be filial to her father and so on. Isn't it enough that I have done all this for her? Stop crying and howling."

Mu Wanxi reached out her hand and wiped the little black coal ball's face with disdain. As she wiped, she thought to herself, it's so black, it won't fade, right? Don't stain my hands...

9708 had no idea what Mu Wanxi was thinking. She only stopped crying when she heard that the host agreed to do the mission and couldn't help but praise him.

"Host, you are awesome."

Mu Wanxi was a little speechless. What's so amazing about this? With the original owner's intelligence, this is all he could think of.

She reasonably suspected that the original owner might not know how she got to that point until her death. Did she really know who her enemy was? She was afraid that she only felt that she loved the wrong person, but was unaware of anything else.

Forget it, since she had promised Little Black Coal Ball to do the mission and avenge the original owner, she would just be a good person and deal with those people at once. After all, she was such a kind-hearted person.

Mu Wanxi smoothed a strand of hair on her forehead in annoyance, and the maid who was doing her makeup behind her knelt down hurriedly to apologize.

Hearing the sound, the maid who was making the bed was so frightened that she dropped the sheets she had just changed on the ground, prostrated herself on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy, her whole body shaking like a sieve.

Mu Wanxi glanced at the people kneeling on the ground and said in a slightly cold tone: "Everyone, get up, and watch your mouths. I don't need to teach you what to say and what not to say."

"Yes."

The maid beside the bed stood up tremblingly, picked up the changed bed sheet tremblingly, held it in her arms, covered the bright red bloodstains on it, and walked out quickly.

"Who was on duty last night?"

"Your Highness, it's Haitang."

"Let her kneel outside this palace."

"Yes." Lily of the Valley responded silently and walked out.

"eleven."

A figure dressed in black knelt silently in front of Mu Wanxi.

"Your Highness, Ying Eleven is in the torture chamber."

Mu Wanxi's eyelids twitched, and she suddenly had a bad feeling.

She gnashed her teeth and said, "Tell him to come to see me immediately."

Inside the torture chamber.

The young man hanging on the rack was still thinking wildly, it would be nice if he died here today.

He had never had any good memories in his short life. He had been in the Dark Guards since he could remember. He lived in hell every day, training and fighting desperately to stay alive. Hunger, cold, and pain accompanied him every day, but he couldn't stop. If he stopped, he would fall down like his companions and never stand up again.

Last night was probably the best time in his life. Although it was short, he had no regrets.

The beautiful memories of last night emerged, his ears unconsciously flushed, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his lips.

Although it was fleeting, it was still caught by the executioner who had been staring at him. The executioner was so scared that his hands trembled. He thought he had seen it wrong. How could someone be beaten here for most of the night and still be able to laugh? Is this man crazy, or is he crazy?

The boy had no idea what the executioner was thinking, and just continued to let his thoughts wander.

I don't know who gave His Highness the medicine last night.

When he realized that something was wrong with the incense and wanted to go check on His Highness, it was too late. His Highness was already unconscious.

The moment the curtain was opened, he saw the girl's cheeks flushed due to the effect of the medicine, her pair of peach blossom eyes were full of water, and she was tearing her clothes with a dazed look and blurred consciousness.

For a moment, he felt his heart skip a beat, and then it began to beat wildly and desperately, as if trying to break free from his body.

Even he himself couldn't explain where this throbbing came from.

He knew very well that in the two years he had been with this violent little princess, he had never had any extraneous thoughts about her.

She was his master, nothing more.

But last night, she seemed to have a magic power that bewitched him, making him unable to extricate himself and willing to fall into the effects of the drug, sinking with her.

She was unconscious and called his brother vaguely. He didn't know who she thought he was, but it definitely wasn't him.

But he allowed the situation to develop out of control.

To be fair, the situation last night shouldn't have developed to this point.

Not to mention that the shadow guards are not very emotional, they are also trained in drug resistance on a daily basis.

Although the effect of the medicine yesterday was strong, it was not strong enough to make him lose his mind in an instant.

If he really wanted to leave, he could still do it.

But I don’t know why...

As his thoughts turned back to his mind, he felt a continuous and intense pain in his body, which made his consciousness somewhat confused. He sighed, thinking that no matter what the reason was, it was always his fault.

Not only did he fail in protecting his master, but he also committed insubordination.

He deserves to die.

"His Highness wishes to see you."

Ying Qi looked at the person in front of him who was covered in bruises with a complicated expression.

Alas, I'm afraid there's no way to escape. Thinking of his master's angry expression just now, Ying Qi couldn't help but feel sorry for Ying Shiyi.

Ying Shiyi was stunned for a moment, then he was relieved. He thought that His Highness must be furious after waking up and was going to deal with him personally.

He was taken down from the rack, staggered a bit, and tried to steady his body which was almost losing feeling. He took a moment to stand up straight before trying to walk out.

After taking two steps, he seemed to have thought of something and tore off the tattered clothes that were hanging on his body. He picked out a clean-looking piece of black clothes from a row of black clothes next to him and put it on to cover the wounds and bloodstains all over his body.

He breathed a sigh of relief and walked out.

For some reason, he subconsciously felt that if he went to see his master like that, she would be very angry.

He didn't know where this inexplicable feeling came from, it was just extremely strong.

It was obvious that he had been beaten countless times in front of her and suffered countless injuries, and many times it was even done by her herself.

But somehow I feel like this time is different.

Shaking his head, Ying Shiyi thought with some self-mockery, why did she really take him so seriously after a brief time together last night? He was just one of her secret guards and she was his master, who could dispose of him at will and easily decide his life and death, that was all.

Exhaling the breath in his chest, he ignored his injuries and flew directly towards the main hall using his lightness skills.

Ying Qi looked at the figure that couldn't wait to fly away, shook his head and sighed helplessly. It was the first time he saw someone so anxious to die.