The maid in the dungeon was seriously injured.

If she were left here, she would definitely die.

When Xu Rongrong saw this, he couldn't bear it, not to mention that if he wanted to expose the matter of Huangzhuang to the public, he would definitely need such a witness.

So she looked at Mu Rong and asked in a low voice: "Are we sure we can take them out while protecting ourselves?"

She will not sacrifice the people around her for this woman. Even if she saves others, she must do so while preserving her own. What's more, she can't do all this by herself and can only rely on Mu Rong.

However, she herself didn't notice that when she said this, she looked at Mu Rong with a hint of sincerity in her eyes.

Such a look made Mu Rong's heart move.

His little girl, when will she stop having so many worries?

"As long as you think about it, I can find a way." As he spoke, there was a lot of determination in his eyes, which made Xu Rongrong feel a little at ease.

She breathed a sigh of relief and took a step back.

But he found a black object next to the cage not far away. It looked like a hairpin, but because it was too dark, it blended in with the dirt on the ground.

She walked over and picked it up.

It was a black jade hairpin with a plum blossom engraved on it, with a lifelike shape.

Although the dirt obscured its original appearance, Xu Rongrong could tell at a glance that this hairpin was not an ordinary thing. It was worth at least several gold. This kind of precious jewelry would never belong to the female family members of Yujia Village.

She thought about the inexplicable weirdness of the old patriarch and village chief when they stayed in their village last night and this morning.

I have a rough guess in mind:

Yujiacun relied on Huangzhuang's support and did not dare to offend them easily. Therefore, whether it was the healthy female relatives of Yujiacun or a passing guest, they did not dare not give it to Huangzhuang if they asked for it.

My group stayed overnight last night. The old patriarch was old and couldn't bear to hurt them, so he kept reminding them to leave early in the morning.

But this matter was still known to the people in Huangzhuang, so Chunwang went to Yujia Village early in the morning to invite people.

The old patriarch came to stop him, but Chunwang threatened a whole village of people in his words, and finally the old patriarch had to leave.

I think that for outsiders like myself, whether they enter Yujia Village or Huangzhuang, they will end up with the same outcome.

They were given sweat medicine, and all healthy men and women were sold.

From the current situation in Yujia Village, we can see that this kind of business in Huangzhuang has been operating for a long time. It is absolutely impossible to keep this business secret and unknown without a person of high status behind it.

Prince!Only the prince's power can do this.

Xu Rongrong looked at the maid again: "Who is the owner of the village?"

The maid raised her head and shook her head in confusion.

Xu Rongrong frowned: "Since you were left in the Imperial Manor to serve them, how could you not know who the owner of the manor is?"

The maid lifted up her skirt and covered half of her face.

"When the village owner appears, he never shows his true face?"

The maid nodded, stood up, and imitated Chunwang's walking style.

This time, Xu Rongrong became more clear: "On a normal day, the only person you can see in charge is Chunwang."

This village owner is deeply hidden.

The girl's lips began to turn white. Shu Qing hurriedly checked her pulse and treated her, and then said: "We need to get out as soon as possible."

Mu Rong glanced at Mu Lu, who understood.

Sneak quietly into the entrance of the dungeon. A thick iron door isolates the dungeon from the outside world.

After waiting carefully and quietly for a few breaths, he immediately came back and reported: "There are only four people outside the door, two of them must be outsiders whose martial arts are not worth mentioning, and the other two have their auras hidden very well. They must have some internal strength. "

Mu Rong snorted coldly and walked towards the cell door.

Under everyone's doubtful eyes, he actually raised his hand and knocked on the door.

A low shout came from outside: "Who!"

The next moment, Mu Rong suddenly used force to shatter the cell door.

Iron filings flew out, beating the two guards who were practicing foreign martial arts like sieves, and they fell down softly without saying a word.

The remaining two guards were shocked. They tried to run out, but Mu Rong fell in front of them in a moment and blocked their withdrawal.

Pushing and receiving, he clasped his hands on the necks of the two guards and exerted slight pressure.

As a subtle "click" sound came, the two guards died in a weird posture before they had time to make a sound.

Mu Lu became excited after seeing this. He wanted to applaud his Lord Marquis and said, "When will I be able to reach out half as much as Lord Marquis?"

Thinking of this, he approached Xu Rongrong: "Isn't our master very powerful!"

Xu Rongrong glanced at him: "Those people are just a mob. I want to know, is your neck strong enough?"

Mu Lu quickly stopped speaking and subconsciously touched his neck.

Mu Rong turned around and looked at them: "Let's go."

Xu Rongrong had a trace of doubt in her heart:

It stands to reason that the people who guard such a secret place are not so skilled, but these people are really unable to make a move under Mu Rong.

In his previous life, he might not have had such skill five years later. Why is he so powerful in this life?Did he hide his clumsiness in his previous life?

After walking out of the dungeon, a cold wind blew unexpectedly.

Mu Rong subconsciously stood in front of Xu Rongrong to shield her from the chill that hit her face.

Then, he tightened her already tied cloak and put the hood on her.

He glanced at her little hands huddled in her sleeves and said with a smile, "I'll find you a hand stove later."

Xu Rongrong: "..."

……

Chunwang was drinking tea in the side room at this time. The charcoal pot in front of him was burning hot, dispelling all the chill.

He sighed comfortably and ordered the attendant beside him: "This batch of goods looks good. Just in case, we will sell them to Fanbang. Aren't the brothels and brothels there very short of stock? And the people outside Fanbang." They like women, and I think this female family member named Mu is exactly what they want."

Chang Sui responded: "But our delivery vehicle to Fanbang has just left for a few days. It may take a long time to come back and forth."

Chunwang rolled his eyes at him: "Then just send another batch! I have been keeping an eye on Yujia Village these days. The old man may be dying. He has been in trouble recently. Not only has he kept the news from the village, but he has also stopped me from picking up the goods!"

"Then let's take a look, Mr. Butler, do you want to send the old man to his death in advance? So as not to ruin our affairs in the future!"

"That's okay..." Chunwang thought, "His son is more knowledgeable than he is, so he can use it."

While he was talking, there was a soft sound from outside, and Chunwang shouted: "Who is it?!"

After hearing this, Chang Sui quickly ran out to check.

After waiting for a long time, I still haven’t come back.

Chunwang was a little impatient, tightened his cloak tightly, and walked out unsteadily: "It's so embarrassing to do things in such a protracted manner..."

His words were stuck in his throat.

Because Changsui had been hanged under the eaves, and next to his body stood a bloodless man.

Chunwang was so frightened that he was out of his body: "You! You! You... are not... dead?!"

Chu He smiled coldly: "I'm not dead yet, but you are going to die."

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