Concubine Xiao Shu?

Chu Yu's mother.

Did his mother die on New Year's Eve?

Ying Yi spoke heavily, "What the prince hates the most is the New Year, and what he hates the most is New Year's Eve. In previous years, the prince was drunk and dreaming, but this year, I hope his wife can accompany him."

Jing Wei walked on the way to Chu Yu's yard, and Ying Yi followed her slowly and kept a distance from her.

At this moment, her mind was a little confused, and all she remembered were the information about Chu Yu that she had read.

He lost his mother at the age of five and was named the king at the age of ten. He then left the palace to build a mansion. Since then, he rarely stepped out of the Ning Prince's Mansion.

At the age of twelve, it was reported that King Ning was withdrawn, psychopathic, and bloodthirsty to kill people.

A few words contain so much sadness. How did he get through these years?

Jing Wei didn't understand such pain and couldn't empathize with it. He just felt very sad when he listened.

In the deep palace, how tolerant was a five-year-old child who was in the past to grow into the current King Ning?

As she thought about it, her steps were getting faster and she hurriedly started trotting.

When the two arrived at the main courtyard, they did not see anyone. The door was wide open and the inside was very empty.

"No, where has he been?" Jing Wei asked in confusion, looking at Ying Yi.

Yingyi stared at the room, his eyes fell somewhere, and his emotions were not right. Jing Wei looked at it, but saw spots of blood.

"What's going on?" Jing Wei's face suddenly became gloomy.

"How could it be, why? Shouldn't it be at this time..."

Yingyi did not answer, but his expression was very excited, he clenched his fists with his hands, and his eyes revealed disbelief.

This way, Jing Wei had a bad premonition in her heart.

Something happened to Chu Yu?

"What's wrong with him? Where is Chu Yuren?" Jing Wei grabbed Ying Yi's sleeve, and his tone was unconsciously anxious, and his tone suddenly increased.

Ying looked at Jing Wei and seemed to hesitate, but she slapped her hard in the face.

"When is it? I'm so sluggish, speak quickly."

"Madam, you must be mentally prepared."

Mental preparation, what kind of things do she need to prepare for?

Jing Wei didn't think about Ying Yi's words, until he took her to a dark room and saw the scene in front of her that she suddenly understood.

Cry, grievance, beg for mercy, blood.

Jing Wei stood there, her ears filled with the crying of a woman, and her voice was filled with despair. Her eyes were pounding.

The woman was tied to the stone platform, pressing her hands against the table, and a sharp dagger cut her wrist and blood flowed downwards bit by bit.

Below the counter, someone was holding a white cup and then the blood was shedding.

Snow white, bright red, and such bright colors kept intertwining in front of her eyes, making her eyes hurt.

Almost an instinctive reaction, Jing Bing stepped forward quickly, snatched the dagger, and threw it away.

"Who gives you the right to hurt the innocent like this!"

Jing Wei looked directly at the person who started, and was angry and mixed with an indescribable mood.

The man immediately wanted to resist and took action against Jing Yi, but Ying Yi stopped him.

"Where is the prince?" Yingyi was most concerned about Chu Yu at this moment. Seeing such a bloody scene, his worry had become a fact.

The prince did it.

It is obviously done only every 15th of a month, so why do it on the night of 30th? What's going on?

"The prince is in the innermost room."

Yingyi immediately took Jing Yi straight to the innermost.

"Madam, Prince..."

"I'll go in by myself, you stay." As for other things, she will figure it out by herself.

...

Jing Wei never thought of meeting Chu Yu like this.

He leaned against the wall, lying in a decadent half in a wheelchair, covering his face with his hands and trembling fingers.

"Let go, go out." As if he heard the sound, the man in the wheelchair spoke, but his voice was hoarse and quiet and forbearable.

Jing Wei bit the corner of her lips and walked slowly over step by step. She approached, squatted down, and reached out to hold his palm.

Hold tightly and hard.

"Chu Yu."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Jing Wei's voice trembled. He looked at the man with his eyes closed and didn't know what to say.

However, this shout made Chu Yu suddenly shocked, and then Huo opened his eyes and stared at the person in front of him.

Jing Wei shouted again, grabbing his palm and exerting even harder.

Chu Yu waved his palm, pushed the person away, and looked up at the door.

"Yingyi, you dare to offend me!"

"Bang--"

Yingyi immediately knelt down and apologized, "I dare not."

"Don't dare?"

Chu Yu looked coldly, and his dark and obscure emotions brewed little by little in his eyes, as if they were about to explode.

"I think you dare not come, but you are really bold. Since this is the case, you will cut off your hands to serve as a warning to others."

Jing Wei paused, looked at Yingyi in shock, and immediately shouted, "Stop, Yingyi did not make any mistakes."

Chu Yu looked ugly, but he didn't look at Jing Wei's face, and just said, "I'm punishing my subordinates, Jing'er, don't make trouble."

"Yingyi is the secret guard, the secret guard is my person. Chu Yu, you have given Yingyi to me." Jing Wei couldn't help but shout, stood up from the ground, and blocked Yingyi.

But as soon as he said this, Chu Yu's face became even worse, and he stared at Ying Yi, "Did you tell her about the jade pendant? OK, very good, it's so great!"

Chu Yu suddenly raised his hand, and with a blow to the wind, he directly slapped Ying's chest, knocking the person to the corner of the wall.

Yingyi vomited blood on the spot, and the pain was unbearable.

"Chu Yu!"

"Even if he is a secret guard, he is my Chu Yu's personal bodyguard on the surface. No one can stop him from punishing him."

Chu Yu finally looked up and met Jing Wei's eyes, with a torch, "Jing'er, you can't do it either."

Jing Wei looked at the scene in front of him, not sure whether he felt sarcastic or sad.

This is Chu Yu's method, haha, it's really great. Just because Ying Yi is concerned about him and his master, he ends up with this?

So what about her?

Jing Wei looked coldly and said lightly, "Chu Yu, I came here uninvited today. How do you plan to punish me? Do you also want to beat me and vomit blood?"

Chu Yu was silent, looking at the girl in front of him, with a complicated expression.

The two of them looked at each other like this, and remained stalemate until someone walked in and brought a glass of bright red blood to Chu Yu.

"Prince, the blood has been taken, please take it."

Jing Wei blocked the man's way, reached out to grab the cup, looked at the blood, and wanted to smash it.

"Get out!"

Chu Yu waved his hand and asked someone to leave, but didn't plan to go forward. He just looked at Jing Wei and waited for her next move.

But she took the cup of blood and walked towards Yingyi, asking, "Tell me, he wants this blood, should he drink it?"

"Yes." After a while, Ying responded and wanted to explain, Jing Wei directly smashed the cup against the wall.

The bright red blood winds down the wall like a bloody hand, outlining a terrifying pattern.

"The woman is still there, and I can kill one cup after another. I can order someone to take the second cup. The second cup is smashed, and there is a third cup. As long as she doesn't die, I can't get it all."

Chu Yu's voice resounded in the room, cold, ruthless and ruthless.

Jing Wei couldn't help but want to ask him, is it really interesting to treat life like an ant like this?

still?

"Why?" Jing Wei still had hope. She wanted to know if he had any difficulties, even for a bad reason.

As long as he says, she believes it.

This book is from Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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