You should know that the Empress in Sulixiang Pavilion rarely talks to these servants. She has been serving the Empress for a while and has been leaving the palace for a while. Except for the most basic instructions, there is almost no sound at all.

Therefore, Su Wanrong called out at this time, and Ayu felt that it was a big deal. He heard from the noble man that he was so tight that he felt that he was not careless. He always felt that the Empress must be very uncomfortable, otherwise how could she call her out?

There was no doubt at the moment, and without hesitation, he hurried back to the edge of the bed and asked Su Wanrong how he felt uncomfortable.

Su Wanrong refused to answer, but just frowned with her black eyebrows and lay on the couch, and she seemed to be very painful.

Ayu was getting more anxious now, fearing that during the period when Emperor Yuan of Jin was away, the nobles should not take any serious illness. With the emperor's importance to the nobles, if he knew that the Empress was sick, he would obviously not spare their servants.

After asking several times, no one on the bed responded. Ayu was not good at making a decision, so she got up and prepared to go out to call the imperial doctor to come and treat the noble man.

Unexpectedly, just as he turned his head, it was just a swaying moment. After Mingzhu's cabinet was extinguished, it seemed that a white light suddenly flashed in front of him. A Yu was stunned, and the next moment he noticed that something sharp was pressing against her neck.

"Don't move around, do what I told you, and I will not hurt you."

The sweet man who was lying on the couch just now didn't know when she got up. Her voice deliberately lowered was cold and cold, and she didn't look like she was seriously ill.

Ayu subconsciously lowered his eyes and saw that the eight-treasure phoenix hairpin was pressed against his neck. The hairpin was just rewarded by Emperor Yuan of Jin not long ago. The tail was sharp. Although it was not as sharp as a sword, it was enough to hurt people.

At this moment, Ayu realized it later. The empress's sick look on the couch must have been pretending to be sick. She was about to make a sound, but her mouth was covered, and she could only frown and make a hunch.

The hairpin pressed against her neck a little harder. The sharp and cold top had pierced the skin, and blood slowly oozed out.

"If you want to survive, you can protect me honestly."

The noise made by Su Wanrong in front of the couch was not really big, but it still alarmed the beads outside the screen.

Zhu'er heard a strange sound in the cabinet, and before she could take a closer look, she went around the room. Looking closely, the subtle moonlight shone through the window frame and saw that Ayu, who was serving her, had been held hostage by the Empress who should have rested.

They never expected that the empress, who was delicate and soft, looked very gentle and gentle, would do such a thing in the middle of the night.

In fact, if Su Wanrong's personality or her current age, Su Wanrong would definitely not be able to do such a thing.

But at this moment, Su Wanrong has undoubtedly been forced into a desperate situation. A desperate person is always bolder than ordinary people. Su Wanrong, who has lived for two lives, knows that her father is in trouble, has nothing to do with.

Both girls are young, and Ayu is still calm. Now her life is held in the hands of the empress who looks weak and harmless, and she can barely hold her breath without making any sound.

Zhu'er was even more courageous. When she saw this scene, she was so scared that her legs became weak and she couldn't help but fall directly to the ground.

All of this is obviously still within Su Wanrong's expectations. She turned her eyes and raised her hand to silence Zhuer on the ground. Her other hand held Ayu without moving. She leaned forward slightly, approached Ayu's ear, and said in a low voice:

"Now start, you two cooperate with me..."

It was late at night, and the air was still very dull. The smog in the sky was layered, and the silence was almost suppressed, without any night wind. Except for a few guards who were holding lights outside the palace, it was quiet outside, and the boundless darkness seemed to have no end for several miles.

But when a dull creaking sound was heard, the palace gate was gently pushed open, and a petite palace maid dressed in a light pink palace outfit and holding a tray, lowering her head and restraining her face.

The guard on the night heard the sound and immediately turned back sharply. The night was dark, and the palace maid stood with her head down with her backlight, unable to see her appearance. However, based on her size and appearance, she should be Ayu or Zhuer, who serves the nobles in the Xiang Pavilion.

But I don’t know if it’s just an illusion. The guard looked up and down, and always felt that something was wrong with the palace maid tonight, whether it was his figure or walking posture.

The guard couldn't understand what was wrong. He just stopped on the palace maid for a while, until the palace maid dragged her tiny steps and gradually moved away, and the guard slowly withdrew his gaze.

Ligong is located in a very remote place, but it becomes quieter and quieter after night.

The palace servants who were holding lights around were dozing off. Only the guard who was shocked by the sound of pushing the door just now was very awake. He was very confused and always felt that tonight was a little strange and some details seemed to be unreasonable, but he couldn't figure it out.

The clouds and mist moved slightly, and the moonlight leaked out. The shadows of the tree swayed. Suddenly, the guard was shocked all over his body as if burned by fire. He looked up and looked in the direction where the palace maid had just left.

That is a stable, and without permission, it should not be a place where ordinary slaves should step into!

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Can't escape.
Chapter completed!