Abduct a general to farm

The cracked wall just revealed a small opening that could allow two people to pass through. The candles held by the third prince's man could illuminate the opening, and everything inside was dark as far as the eyes could see. It could be seen that the passage of the secret room was deep And long.

After a moment, the figures of several people disappeared at the entrance of the cave, and the wall slowly moved back to its original shape, which looked the same at first glance.

There are stone steps going down, and the third prince and others climbed down the steps. Although the candle is small, it is very bright in the small space. pits.

Due to the narrow and long space, the air was dull and turbid, and there was a smell of dust in his breath, and the Third Prince coughed a few times due to choking.

The sound of their breathing and heavy footsteps echoed in the secret passage, and when they gradually approached the end room, the sound of those footsteps invaded the ears of the imprisoned two like a chain of death.

Finally, the third prince walked into the stone house. The air in the stone house was not much better than the secret passage, but fortunately it was ventilated and did not suffocate people inside.

There is only a simple stone bed inside, a candlestick for placing candles, and a round low stone pillar similar to a table. There are some meal boxes on it, and the food in it has been eaten up.

Of course, the third prince Zhao Hua's eyes were cast on the young girl immediately, ignoring the man next to her.

Mo Ran, who hadn't seen him for a few days, sat on the stone bed with his eyes closed, even when he heard the sound, he didn't open it to take a look.His once moist and soft lips were a little dry and peeled, his complexion was not very good, and the flesh on his cheeks was much less.The clothes on his body looked dirty with some dust, and his hair was messy.

Even such a desolate appearance did not diminish his beauty. In the eyes of the third prince, he was still so good-looking.

Zhang Guo, whose hands and feet were chained by long shackles at the foot of the bed, was not much better than him, but Mo Ran was luckier. Maybe the people in Yeluoge thought he was a girl with no power to restrain chickens, so he didn't chain him. his limbs.

Zhang Guo, who was dozing off, opened his eyes early when he heard footsteps, stared at the third prince and the others vigilantly, stood up to protect Mo Ran, thanks to the length of the shackles, he had a certain amount of room to move, Mo Ran was just within his walking range.

That day, when Mo Ran fell asleep from the Mongolian sweat medicine and was picked up by the coachman to stay away from the guards, Zhang Guo didn't immediately recognize that it was the man from Yeluoge, and followed him.

His ability to hide and track is very strong. The driver in disguise did not notice the existence of Zhang Guo, but in the middle of the journey, another person came to meet the driver. That person's five senses were stronger, and his force was stronger than that of Zhang Guo. Only Zhang Guo followed two steps away. It was discovered.

When he realized that things were out of their control, while dealing with the killer's attack, he tried every means to leave first and find someone to come over. A poisonous fan from the other party knocked him down.

When he woke up again, he and Mo Ran were in this stone room. Mo Ran was lying on the bed, while his hands and feet were shackled and his movements were restricted.For the next four days, except for one person who brought them food, I didn't see anyone else.

They don't know where this is, and they can't spread the news, so they can only wait patiently.

Seeing the hypocrisy of the third prince, Zhang Guo glared at him fiercely, and cursed loudly: "You, a duplicity villain, actually colluded with the people of Yeluoge! Using these unscrupulous methods, You will be finished when the general finds us!"

The third prince frowned and looked at the man who was obviously a prisoner but still arrogant in front of him, clicked his tongue in displeasure, and suddenly kicked him away.

Zhang Guo was originally injured by the killer of Yeluo Pavilion, and now he was kicked by the third prince, and his back hit the hard stone wall. He almost vomited blood. It smells like rust.

He couldn't stand up, he could only pant half against the stone wall, and there was a sharp pain in his abdomen and the injured area, which made him speechless.

The third prince spat: "I forgot you are still a little bastard, I will deal with you later."

Mo Ran opened his eyes in an instant, looked over with cold eyes, and saw Zhang Guo with a painful face, in addition to worry and self-blame and pain in his eyes, he was in a trance at this moment.

All this is his fault. He thinks things too simply. He only knows how to think in the way of modern people, thinking that the third prince would not dare to hurt them easily, but he forgot that in ancient times there were many outlaws.

In ancient times, not to mention the laws of protecting people, no one said anything even if they beat and abused lowly people at will, like some servants of a rich family who made a mistake and were beaten to death by dozens of big boards, and then they were wrapped in straw mats and thrown away. There are countless things that have happened.

In this way, the four guards may be more or less ominous.

He doesn't know what's going on outside, but Ajiu will be very anxious if he wants to come. Zhang Ke knows that it was the third prince who attacked him. After telling Ajiu, he wonders if Ajiu can't find him and will trouble the third prince. Mo Ran only hoped that Ajiu would not be so impulsive.

The third prince walked in front of Mo Ran, said with a playful smile, "Long time no see, Miss Mo."

Mo Ran turned his face away and ignored him.

"I don't know how you think about these days? Can you give me an answer?" The third prince didn't care about his indifferent attitude, and sat on the stone bed beside Mo Ran naturally, as if he was next to Mo Ran , reaching out to touch his face.

Mo Ran dodged sideways.

He stood up abruptly, walked away two steps, the third prince retreated when he approached him, and finally squatted beside Zhang Guo, wiped his cold sweat with his sleeve, Zhang Guo, a half-grown child, smiled weakly at him.

"Could it be that Ms. Mo still gave the same answer as when she lived in Qiu Yin?" The third prince faintly lost his patience after repeated repetitions, and flicked his dusty sleeve with his left hand.

Mo Ran, standing in front of Zhang Guo, raised his head, with a smile on his lips, and said sarcastically, "Even if I die, I will not do anything to offend Ajiu. No matter where you hide us, he will find us."

"Oh, is it? It's a pity."

The third prince sighed: "But why do you bother? You must not know that Jiang Jingjiu suddenly broke into the palace with a sword on the day the father was hosting a banquet, disrupting the order of the banquet, and angering the father, Long Yan, who imprisoned Jiang Jingjiu." Into the cell, now he is squatting in Dali Temple, you can't wait for him."

"He has lost the respect of his father, and his status will definitely plummet in the future. Why don't you follow me and let us work together to get rid of Jiang Jingjiu, and you can enjoy the glory and wealth, isn't that good?"

The third prince followed the advice carefully and made up his mind to kill Zhang Guo later, so he didn't have any scruples to speak out at the moment.

"Impossible, you are talking nonsense! How could the general be imprisoned by the emperor." Zhang Guo shouted excitedly: "Madam, don't believe his nonsense."

After getting along for many days, Zhang Guo knew what Mo Ran was like, but at this moment he was still very worried that the other party would be persuaded by the third prince.

Mo Ran patted him on the shoulder to reassure him, and said: "What you hear is believing, what you see is believing. No matter how many days you imprison me, I always have this answer. We are not the same people."

"Why do you have to confront me? Even if you lose your life?" The third prince narrowed his eyes slightly and said, he glanced at his subordinates, and immediately two people stepped forward to grab Mo Ran and threw him on the stone bed, suppressing him his hands and feet.

The third prince took out a sharp dagger and stepped forward, carelessly gesturing on Mo Ran's face and body with the hand holding the dagger, as if thinking about where to start.

"Even if it's like now, it doesn't matter if I scratch your face and cut your throat?"

The sharp tip of the blade touched the delicate and fragile neck, as if it could pierce through it with a single force. The strong sense of danger made Mo Ran involuntarily raise his chin, but he refused to look away.

"Or, you don't mind if I kill him?"

With a smile in his mouth, the third prince left the dagger from Mo Ran's neck, but walked towards Zhang Guo who was sitting on the ground again, facing Zhang Guo with the tip of the blade, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Why don't I cut off his tendons, cut off his tongue, dig out his eyes, and make him a useless person from now on, unable to live or die."

He pinched Zhang Guo's chin and looked at it carefully, but Zhang Guo slapped his hand away in disgust: "Tsk tsk, he looks pretty good, why don't I give him to you?"

As soon as I heard these words, I knew that I was speaking to my own people. The people who came in with the third prince burst into laughter, looked at Zhang Guo and nodded: "This boy is delicate and tender, and he can be a lady's envoy, master. It would be nice to reward us."

"I just don't know if he can't help being tortured by our brothers? We don't want to fuck a dead man."

The filthy words came into Zhang Guo's ears accompanied by piercing laughter, and he struggled angrily. If he hadn't been thinking about Mo Ran, he would have killed himself by hitting his neck on the third prince's dagger.

Mo Ran's breathing became obviously heavy, his eyes were angry, but his voice was calm: "You let him go."

His clear eyes stared closely at the third prince, unable to see what emotion was inside: "You let him go, let him go out now, don't hurt him."

"I promise you, cooperate."

"Are you sure you really promised me?" The third prince had obvious doubts in his eyes.

Mo Ran nodded and closed his eyes.

The third prince was silent, he didn't know what he was thinking about, he played with the dagger nimbly with his fingers, it was as dangerous as if his fingers would be cut in the next second, but he played without changing his face, and his fingers were not injured at all.

After a while, he stopped the movement of his fingers abruptly, walked up to Mo Ran with a playful expression on his face, lowered his head to cover him, and the human shadow completely covered Mo Ran.

"No, I think you're dealing with me. Why don't you be my man first, so I can relax."

Mo Ran's hands and feet were still restrained, he used the back of the dagger to lightly scratch Mo Ran's waist, and came to the neck, but he didn't hurt Mo Ran, but used the tip of the knife to lift the tightly covered body bit by bit. The collar, smooth and fair skin gradually revealed under his movements.

For some reason, he vaguely saw mockery in Mo Ran's eyes.

Zhang Guo on the floor saw the action of the third prince, and his eyes were red from being irritated. He stood up and rushed to the third prince's side to knock him into the air, but the third prince's subordinates with quick eyes and quick hands grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back. Bu blocked his mouth, patted his face and said with an evil smile:

"Just watch carefully, it will be your turn later."

The light from the candles was dim, showing ambiguous traces.

When the collar was lifted, a long and slender neck as white as jade was exposed. Similarly, there was also a small but delicate Adam's apple that could not be ignored.

The third prince froze, staring at Mo Ran's small Adam's apple, his eyes filled with disbelief, and it took him a long time to find his voice:

"……You are a male?"

His gaze moved down and fixed on Mo Ran's chest, which was flat without any ups and downs, completely different from the woman's, and then returned to the small Adam's apple.

Not hallucinations, no vertigo.

The people under him are indeed not women, but men in disguise.