"Splash her awake."
A sentence with a chilling sound shook the soul of Jiang Yuhuan, who was still in a hazy state.
As he slowly regained consciousness, a musty smell with a dampness penetrated his nose. There was a bone-deep coldness in his limbs, as if someone had stripped him of his clothes and thrown them into an ice cave.
Her cheeks were wet, and her hair was stuck to it, making her want to brush it away.
She subconsciously frowned and reached out to straighten her hair, but found that her hands were tied behind her back and she couldn't move.
Jiang Yuhuan shook his eyelids and opened his eyes with difficulty.
What you see is a worn-out door panel with black mold spots.
The small crack in the door made her realize that she was lying on the ground. She turned her head mechanically and saw two pairs of boots wearing feet.
Before he could raise his head to see the owner of the boots, a young man's deep and hoarse voice came from above his head.
"Master, it seems different. Her eyes are very clear now."
Immediately afterwards, a gloomy voice slowly sounded.
"It's different."
Jiang Yuhuan was restrained all over and had no ability to resist.
She gave up looking at the owner of the voice, closed her eyes and said quietly: "Who are you?"
"Fu Shiju."
"I don't know Fu Shiju," Jiang Yuhuan said casually.
Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, her eyes widened suddenly, and she raised her head with difficulty, "Wait! Fu Shilu?!!"
"I remembered?"
Jiang Yuhuan had no time to pay attention to the sarcasm in Fu Shiju's words. When she caught a glimpse of the lower bodies of the two men, her heart was already in turmoil.
This is not an ordinary kidnapping, but she has passed through the novel she wrote?
Fu Shilu is the deposed prince in her book. He made a big mistake in seizing the heir, and was deposed as the crown prince by the emperor and imprisoned in the prince's mansion.
Later, the emperor became seriously ill. Thinking of the love between his father and his son, he lifted his ban and made him the Prince of Duanyang County.
In her writing, the new emperor was benevolent and generous after he ascended the throne. He never urged Fu Shiju to go to the fiefdom, and Fu Shiju also kept to himself.
That's it? Keep to yourself?
"Are you mute? Speak!" Jiang Yuhuan was stunned and didn't speak. Fu Shiju ran out of patience and kicked Jiang Yuhuan in the chest.
Jiang Yuhuan couldn't help but exclaimed. She curled up and broke into a cold sweat in pain. She wanted to cover her chest with her hands, but was restrained by the rope, and she felt annoyed in her heart.
Fu Shichun was as cruel and cruel as she had imagined in her dreams, so she didn't blame her for writing him down!
"What are you doing! What's your purpose in catching me?"
She struggled to sit up and see Fu Shiju's ugly face clearly, but she never succeeded.
Finally, I had to give up and lie on the ground frustrated.
"I would also like to ask you what your intentions are. You actually use your pen to manipulate us and do things you can't control."
Jiang Yuhuan's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.
What does he mean? Knowing that she is the author, are you dissatisfied with the arranged ending and want to take revenge on her?
But how did he know that he would wear this body?
Fu Shiju seemed to see through Jiang Yuhuan's inner doubts and told her kindly.
"You're surprised, aren't you? How could I catch you? Perhaps it was God's will that allowed me to dream about your appearance. Although you are dressed strangely, it does not prevent me from finding you."
Jiang Yuhuan was horrified, could God play tricks on her?
Fu Shilu is such a pervert, and he must not admit it.
She opened her mouth to deny it, but Fu Shiju predicted it in advance.
"If you deny it, I won't believe a word of it. I saw you writing in a strange way in my dream, so there is no doubt that you wrote the script. Before that, Jiang Yuhuan was always crazy when he woke up. Only this time, You are different."
Fu Shiju was so sure that Jiang Yuhuan had to admit it.
"what do you want?"
"It's very simple. I want you to release the control from me."
Jiang Yuhuan felt strange, "I didn't control you."
"As long as you keep your peace, I will not be able to do anything else."
"Something else?" Jiang Yuhuan understood immediately and chuckled, "Rebellion? Stop dreaming. You are tyrannical and cruel, and you are not worthy of being a king..."
"hiss--"
Another heavy kick hit the place where Jiang Yuhuan was kicked just now.
Jiang Yuhuan burst into tears. She lay flat on the ground and looked at the two people above her with blurred eyes.
Before she could see clearly, the foot on her chest was crushing her again and again.
She lost her mind in pain and yelled, "I'm a banana, you're a rotten tomato! You're just a paper person. Even if you wake up, you can't change the outcome. You were created by me, and I can arrange it however I want!"
Rather than being tortured to death, it is better to anger them and give yourself a good time, maybe you can return to the real world.
She is a novelist. Her work is finished, so how can she revise it?
"Did you create us? Haha, you are so brazen!" Fu Shilu's eyes darkened, and the corners of his mouth curled up in contempt, and he looked at the secret guard Liuyi.
Liuyi understood, relaxed his feet, picked up a book on the table beside him, opened a page at random and read: "In the 26th year of Tianbao, the emperor paid a private visit to the Prince's Mansion incognito, but unexpectedly heard Fu Shichun arrogantly wanting to replace him. He. The emperor deposed the prince in anger and imprisoned him in the prince's mansion."
Before Jiang Yuhuan had time to wonder how they had the original text of the novel, Liuyi said angrily: "I was on duty that day, and I told my master that the emperor was here. There is no way that the master would have said such things. If it hadn't been for you Without control, how could the master be deposed!"
"Do you still think that you created us? We are living people, but we are controlled by your magic."
"Impossible!" Jiang Yuhuan blurted out.
"Still not giving up." Fu Shili sneered. He slowly knelt down and wrapped his big hands around Jiang Yuhuan's slender neck.
There was a sneer on his lips, and he tightened his hands little by little.
"Since I woke up with this book next to me, everything has changed. Many people can't help but become different from themselves. And I, every day, watch the book from blank to inexplicably filled with words, watching those words easily break There is nothing that can be done about my king's plan. My secret guards and cronies died under your pen. Little did I know, it turns out that the pen can kill people! The new king you chose is a idiot and a pervert. And you, at all It does not exist in the book, but everyone in the capital knows that Wen Sihou's eldest daughter lost her mind and went crazy since she was a child, and was locked up in the backyard without anyone caring about her. So, do you still think that this is your creation? It is natural to control other people's lives. ?"
Jiang Yuhuan's face turned purple and her whole body was shaking. After struggling a few times, she gave up and waited for relief.
Fu Shichun saw through her thoughts, let go of his handbag and walked her to a table.
"Want to die? Don't even think about it!"
He threw the person forward, and Jiang Yuhuan hit the table like a destroyed rag doll and bounced back, falling softly to the ground.
She coughed and breathed in the moist air.
The cold air penetrated into the throat, stinging the wound where he had just been pinched, and it was burning.
She held back her coughing, adjusted her breathing, and her mind was racing to find a way out.
Fu Shichun and Liuyi looked down at the embarrassed Jiang Yuhuan, with no trace of unbearability in their eyes.
"Have you thought about it? Write or not."
"Write, but I don't know how."
He who knows the current affairs is a hero.
Right now, she was like meat on the chopping board. She couldn't die, so she had to live a more relaxed life.
"Prince Duanyang knew that the new emperor was incompetent and decided not to keep to himself. Also, the emotional control between the queen and the new emperor was lifted. They didn't fall in love at first sight at all."
"Okay, untie it."
Fu Shiju winked at Liuyi, who stepped forward and untied the rope from Jiang Yuhuan's hand, lifted her to the table and sat down.
Jiang Yuhuan stretched his fingers, feeling numb all over his arms, as if there were thousands of ants crawling on them.
She reached out and touched her throat, but the pain immediately caused her to bounce away.
He cursed Fu Shiju in his heart for being such a pervert, and for speaking so loudly about rebellion.
If she can really control these people, even if the new emperor is a idiot, he will still be a wise king in her writing. Isn't it bad for the people of the world? It is clear that the Paper Man has awakened and selfishly wants to rewrite the ending.
She can't do what he wants, otherwise she will die the day he succeeds in his rebellion.
No, we have to find a way to escape quickly.
She rubbed her arm vigorously, and when it finally returned to normal, she endured the pain in her wrist and picked up the pen, turned slightly sideways and quickly wrote a line of words.
"Liuyi, stop..."
Fu Shiju realized something was wrong and just wanted to ask Liuyi to stop Jiang Yuhuan's movement, but found that he couldn't say the next words.
Then, he couldn't help but say, "Let her go."
"Master?" Liuyi turned his head in disbelief. When he saw Fu Shiju's cold and fierce eyes, he knew that he was being controlled again.
Jiang Yuhuan originally had the attitude of giving it a try, but she didn't expect that the words she wrote could really control Fu Shiju. She was worthy of being a biological mother!
She looked at Liuyi proudly, and her eyes signaled him to untie the rope around her feet.
Liuyi didn't move and looked at Fu Shiju.
"Let her go."
Fu Shiju repeated this sentence.
Liuyi was so angry that he reluctantly pulled out the sword in his hand and cut off the rope on Jiang Yuhuan's feet.
Jiang Yuhuan was not in a hurry to get down, and slowly squeezed her leg. When her leg was no longer numb, she stepped on the ground tentatively.
Except for some pain from the scraped skin on my ankle, the rest was fine.
She stood up and walked out of the room.
The sunshine outside shone on her body, melting away all the coolness on her body.
She turned around and smiled provocatively at Fu Shiju.
She imagined Fu Shiju looking aggrieved, and felt happy in her heart.
But reality gave her a hard blow.
"Get her!"
Jiang Yuhuan's heart jumped suddenly and she ran away.
After running a few steps, he was surrounded by the guards of the mansion.
She straightened the corners of her lips, feeling a surge of fear and regret in her heart.
If I had known earlier, I would have written more. Why did it end with just "Fu Shi last let Jiang Yu Huan leave"?
It should be written "Fu Shichang let Jiang Yuhuan leave and promised not to arrest her again"!
Jiang Yuhuan's intestines turned green with regret.
At first glance, Fu Shichun's people are all powerful characters, but he doesn't know if he can deal with them with his three-legged cat kung fu.
Hearing Fu Shilu's order, the guards moved upon hearing the sound.
She had injuries all over her body, and she was caught after just a few blows.
"It hurts, it hurts!" Jiang Yuhuan screamed as his hands were cut behind his back again.
Fu Shiju looked at her coldly, "Are you still running?"
