Run.

It was the only word she could think of right now, but when she was just getting ready to make a move. A faint, snowflake voice suddenly rang in her ear, instantly turning into a myriad of swords, worn into her heart.

“If you want to escape, I'm sure you'll end up a hundred times worse. ”

The guard had no doubt about the veracity of what Inkglass had said.

Ink poured Yueyao down, and his indifferent eyes swept past him. “Yueyao, why don't you...”

“Princess, Yue Yao is fine. Yue Yao can survive.” The corner of Yue Yao's mouth pulled out a hard smile, driving the blood scab next to his mouth, another pain. Then she grabbed her mouth and continued: "Besides, it was made by the princess herself. Slavery, slavery is useless. ”

Moon Yao's face swept through a ray of red, but because his face was covered with scars, the ink poured was not found.

I just felt moved for a moment, and I felt cooler about the guards standing beside me.

“Say, when will Munchkin be ready to do it?" ”

The guard heard, his body trembled, "WHAT… WHEN?! I-I don't know. ”

Ink glazed and she strangled the guard's neck with one hand, lifting her up. The guard's feet gradually detached from the ground and an unnatural flush appeared on his face.

“Say it.”

There was no emotion in the sound of the ink.

The guard bit his lip and closed his eyes as if he were determined.

“Princess. ”

Yue Yao screamed and the ink glazed up and found the guard chewing himself up. Ink frowned and threw the guard on the floor.

Apparently, she didn't expect Munchkin to have such loyal guards with her.

But the main purpose of today is to find Yueyao, and now Yueyao, so the rest can be suspended.

Ink dumped the severely injured Yue Yao back to the province, and then ordered Yue Yao to simply wash it, and then Song came with the medicine box.

At first sight of Yue Yao, his eyes suddenly had some tears, but he endured not to let them flow out.

In the Mo Tian dynasty, women weep, which is a very useless and cowardly manifestation. Hair can be broken, blood can flow, but tears don't flow easily.

The song sucked his nose, turned his head and glanced at the ink glass. Obviously, it was the strange ink glass as the master, not even one of the hands could protect it.

But the song is still Gu Big picture, she knows now is not the time to blame who, now the main thing is to save Yue Yao first.

The ink turned around and slowly walked out the door.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes swept past a ray of gold and photographed her soul.

A maid went forward and glazed at Ink and said, "Your Highness, the gentleman on the far side is not in the house. ”

“Well, I get it. Let's go down!”

“Yes!”

The ink rubbed his hands, his eyes looked in the direction of the house, and the color of his eyes was impenetrable.

The next morning, Ink glazed at the song that was still curing Yue Yao's illness in his room and closed his eyes to the pale Yue Yao before turning around and leaving the house.

The street in front of the mansion is unusually cold and quiet.

The ink-tiltered cherry lips snapped, went to the sedan and went to the palace.

Outside the palace, the guard at the palace door also looked sombre. Ink curtain came down from the sedan, just as Li Jing's sedan arrived at the palace door. The two smiled at each other and walked into this seemingly calm palace.