Soft and crispy waist

After entering the heavy stone gate, Xia Zheng was brought into a completely enclosed hut.

With a shake, she clearly felt that the hut was rising.

But there was no window, so she had no idea what was happening outside and she didn't dare to move.

It wasn't until a moment later that the cabin stabilized.

The wooden board at the back was opened, and Xia Zheng turned around. The small room led directly to the corridor inside the building, with only a round door on the opposite side.

Although you can't see behind the door, just looking at it is enough to make people feel creepy.

There was no one around, as if the wooden board had opened by itself.

"Surong, please, the master is waiting for you inside." Xue Rui stretched out his hand, but he had no intention of leaving the hut.

Xia Zheng turned to look at her, calm and indifferent, like a wooden man, completely different from the one she was before at the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

"who are you?"

Xue Rui did not respond, as if she didn't hear what he said.

Knowing that she would not answer him, Xia Zheng did not bother herself any more and walked out of the cabin.

The moment her back foot stepped forward, two people immediately rushed out from both sides, pulled the wooden board back, bolted it, and then quickly retreated into the darkness, as if they had never appeared.

And all this was almost silent.

Such a depressing atmosphere makes people unconsciously nervous.

Looking at the door, Xia Zheng took a deep breath, stepped forward, and gently pushed it with both hands, and the door moved to both sides.

It was empty inside.

It is a large hall, but apart from the supporting pillars, there is nothing inside.

There weren't even any candlesticks.

It was as empty as an ice cellar, and the absence of wind made Xia Zheng shiver.

“It really looks like it.”

A low and cold voice came from the front, startling everyone.

Xia Zheng looked carefully and found that there seemed to be a person sitting in the shadow in front.

He looked at her, his eyes like a wild beast hiding in the darkness, sizing up its prey.

"Greetings, Prime Minister."

Xiao Tingyu raised the corner of his lips in satisfaction, "Smart."

He stood up and walked out of the shadows step by step.

The first thing that entered the light and shadow was his bare feet, followed by his robe with flowing golden threads, his slender hands, his open collar, his muscular chest, his long neck, and finally... his face.

In the light, his pale face seemed somewhat transparent, his eyelids were red, his eyes were half-open, his red lips were curled in a smile, and he looked evil and charming. With every move he made, it seemed as if even every strand of his loose hair was full of charm.

Evil, demon, and charm are all integrated into him.

And just looking at that face, Xia Zheng was actually in a trance.

For a moment she even suspected she was looking in a mirror.

The facial features and face shape are exactly the same.

It’s just that I’m not as evil as him.

he……

"You're smart. It seems you've already guessed it." He walked down the stairs barefoot, twirling his long hair with his index finger, his eyes darting back and forth over her. "Blood ties are truly magical. My daughter is instantly recognizable. Do you think she'll be mad at you for looking so much like me? There's no way she can hide from me."

Did she mean her biological mother?

"My name is Xia Zheng, and I'm from the Great Zhou. My mother's name is Madam Tian. Her father died early, so I'm lucky enough to bear some resemblance to the Prime Minister."

"Don't want to recognize me?" Xiao Tingyu approached and reached out to touch Xia Zheng's face.

Xia Zheng raised her hand to open his, and said coldly, "I don't know why the Prime Minister went to such great lengths to bring me to Dayue, but I hope the Prime Minister understands that I am Su Rong, the crown prince of the Great Zhou. When two countries are at war, it is not a manly act for the Prime Minister to take away his family."

"Family?" Xiao Tingyu snorted disdainfully. "A concubine, can you be considered family? Why would Gu Yizi care about you? He only values ​​your talents, and all these talents of yours come from her, not from you!"

Xia Zheng felt a little strange.

Xiao Tingyu always called her that, but never said that she was her biological mother.

"It doesn't matter. No matter whether Gu Yizi cares about you or not, he can't save you. I don't care about whether I'm a real man or not. It doesn't matter whether you recognize me or not. Anyway, you can't leave. In this life, don't even think about leaving like her." The more Xiao Tingyu spoke, the happier he became.

Xia Zheng realized something was wrong, but before she could say anything, she was hit hard on the back of her neck, and then she lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, all I saw was darkness.

Moonlight filtered in through the top window, allowing for a rough overview.

It looked like a dungeon, dark and damp, but there was nothing inside.

Xia Zheng moved and heard the sound of metal colliding.

Looking down, I saw iron rings tied around my hands and feet. The connected iron chains extended all the way to the wall and were fixed to the wall with iron nails as thick as thumbs.

Not to mention that she has no martial arts skills, even someone with great martial arts skills would be unable to resist if tied up like this.

This treatment is even worse than when I was in Anyang Marquis' Mansion.

"Don't struggle. Just be good and listen to me. The master won't hurt you." Xue Rui's voice rang out in the darkness.

Xia Zheng looked over and saw Xue Rui walking out of the darkness carrying a tray.

"Is this what you call no harm?" Xia Zheng shook the chains and looked straight at Xue Rui.

Xue Rui felt a little embarrassed. He placed the tray in front of Xia Zheng and said, "At least I won't kill you."

"Living a miserable life is no different from death," Xia Zheng said as she picked up her bowl.

Seeing her eating without any hesitation, Xue Rui couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid? Is being afraid useful?"

Also.

A weak woman can do nothing and cannot change how others treat her.

But she never thought that the master would treat Xia Zheng like this. She originally thought that Xia Zheng was the master's daughter, and the master had been looking for her for so many years, so he would definitely treat her well.

But... she didn't understand either.

"My name is Qingrui."

Xia Zheng paused and asked, "Did he get it for you?"

Qingrui shook her head.

It wasn't given by Xiao Tingyu, that was the name Hua Niang had when she was young.

"Not nice."

"What's so nice about it? Wasn't Xia Zheng given to you by someone else? Or was it Xia Lin?" Qingrui asked back.

"Would you like to be called Xia Zheng? Would you like to be called Qing Rui?"

Qingrui paused.

willing?

She doesn't want to, but...

"I don't have any other name."

"Just pick one up for yourself." Xia Zheng finished her meal quickly, put the tray back, leaned back, closed her eyes and yawned, "Okay, I'm sleepy, you can go now."

Qingrui said nothing more, just picked up the tray and left.

After that, in addition to Qingrui coming to deliver three meals a day to Xia Zheng, Xiao Tingyu would also come every now and then.

Every time he came, he would bring a set of clothes and jewelry. They all looked old, but were well preserved. He would let Xia Zheng put them on every time, and then he would sit on the ground and look at her, drinking and talking about her biological mother.

After piecing together the stories for several months, Xia Zheng roughly pieced together the stories of the two people.