"He still dares to hit you?" Yue Zhiting sneered, "Your grandfather is not here, he really thinks that he is the king of monkeys."
Meng Zhuoer nodded in agreement and looked at him strangely: "Wait a minute, are you complaining about me?"
"..." He made a cold face and straightened his collar again, "I thought too much, but I just asked casually."
Meng Zhuoer thought so too.
Having finished what she wanted to do, she wanted to leave, but the man stopped her.
"Don't leave yet, I have something for you."
Meng Zhuoer wanted to refuse, but then she thought about why not since it was so advantageous.
Yue Zhiting went out.
She sat on a chair and waited for a while, but Yue Zhiting hadn't come back yet.
Meng Zhuoer was lying on the table boredly, and from the corner of his eye he saw the papers lying beside him.
The words above are not coherent. Yue Zhiting probably came here to practice calligraphy to pass the time.
His handwriting is beautiful, strong, and sharp.
"It is said that reading words is like reading people, and Yue Zhiting is just like him, resolute and resolute."
Meng Zhuoer looked at it and yawned lazily.
On the other side, Yue Zhiting, who successfully got the things, walked back. As soon as he reached the door, Xia Yu came over and said, "Your Majesty, I've been caught."
A murderous intent flashed through the man's eyes: "I will go to the trial in person later."
Xia Yu nodded.
Yue Zhiting pushed open the door and saw Meng Zhuoer already asleep on the table.
She slept very deeply.
"This Miss Meng is also brave. She didn't even look at where this place was, and she fell asleep like this."
Xia Yu said and stepped forward to wake her up.
Yue Zhiting raised her hand to stop her: "Let her rest."
Xia Yu was stunned.
Yue Zhiting came forward and said that she was holding the Arhat bed lying aside.
Xia Yu's jaw dropped.
When did the prince become so careful?
And he remembered that the prince didn’t like his things to be touched by others?
Except for the princess, at least he, the loser who followed the prince, had never seen the prince get close to any woman.
I don't know if it was because the lying position became more comfortable, but Meng Zhuoer moved, turned over and continued to sleep, even snoring.
Yue Zhiting looked at her, chuckled, and shook her head.
But one thing to say, Meng Zhuoer's sleep was really satisfying.
She stretched out lazily, originally asking Xianglian to pour her some water, but later she realized that this was not her courtyard in Duke Meng's Mansion, but... Yue Zhiting's room.
She was startled, but quickly calmed down. At first glance, she took a look at the sky outside...
Good guy, it's already dark.
I don’t know what time it is now.
Meng Zhuoer hurriedly stood up and while putting on her shoes, she saw two bottles of medicine placed next to the table.
"Tianshan Snow Lotus Powder!"
Meng Zhuoer's eyes lit up and she was extremely happy.
So you were going to give her this?
She happily stuffed the medicine bottle into her sleeve and saw another bottle of medicine.
It is an ointment for treating bruises, swelling and pain.
Meng Zhuoer subconsciously touched the cold, swollen left side of his face, and hummed: "You still have some conscience, and you still know how to give me medicine."
It was getting late, and she had to go back to Duke Meng's mansion quickly, but as soon as she went out, she was stopped by the guards outside.
"Sorry Miss Meng, you cannot leave without the prince's instructions."
"But I'm here to treat illnesses and save people, not as a prisoner... That's all. You tell me where Yuezhiting is first, and I'll go talk to him myself."
Meng Zhuoer wanted to reason with the other party, but it didn't count.
"The prince is in the cell."
"Okay, I'll go by myself."
The guard led the way for Meng Zhuoer.
…
Another place, in the dungeon.
Yue Zhiting sat in the presiding position, with his left leg on the chair, looking at the man kneeling in front of him covered in blood with a murderous look.
"Tell me who asked you to come, and I can give you a good time."
The man's hands on his knees were lighting up casually, with a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, but the murderous intent in his eyes only increased.
"Yue Zhiting, just give up on this idea. I really regret that the knife stabbed crookedly before, otherwise you would have to go to hell before me now. At least you have someone to back you up."
The prisoners showed no fear and even continued to provoke them when death was imminent.
Yue Zhiting's dark eyes were unperturbed: "Don't tell me? I don't have any patience like this, so let's ask a beauty to serve you."
The prisoner looked at Yue Zhiting in confusion, not knowing who he was talking about.
After hearing this, the secret guard immediately went to a certain corner.
"Huh, huh..."
An extremely thick gasp suddenly came. The prisoner looked somewhere and saw a pair of green eyes slowly walking towards him.
The prisoner couldn't tell what it was for a while, so he looked carefully, but as the 'other party' approached, he saw a huge thing.
The tiger, which had always been covered in snow-white body, walked towards him with its fangs bared, as if looking at the meal on the plate.
"Are you hungry? Eat."
Following the man's command, the white tiger suddenly pounced towards the prisoner.
"Ahh——"
The prisoner stood up and wanted to run, but there was no way his two legs could outrun the tiger.
The white tiger jumped up and directly pressed the man with its forelimbs, only to see the bloody mouth pounce towards him.
"ah--"
The prisoners kept screaming, and the white tiger kept roaring, biting the man bite after bite.
Yue Zhiting felt bored and was about to get up and leave, but suddenly she heard a sound of air conditioning.
At the door, the girl looked at the bloody scene in shock, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
She looked at the prisoner bitten by the tiger in horror, trembling all over, but the weak candlelight in the dungeon could clearly illuminate the paleness on her face.
Yue Zhiting's eyebrows darkened and his sword eyebrows were furrowed.
Meng Zhuoer never imagined that he just came to Yue Zhiting to ask him to let him go, but he saw a terrifying scene of a tiger eating people.
White Tiger was also keenly aware of Meng Zhuoer's existence, and turned around and roared at her, leaving behind his sharp fangs, saliva and blood.
The roar of a tiger is completely different from the barking of a dog. The eyes are full of murderous intent, which is very scary.
When the tiger saw the intruder, he immediately pounced on Meng Zhuoer.
A stench of blood and beasts immediately hit him.
Meng Zhuoer had never seen such a horrific and bloody scene before. He was so frightened that his legs became weak and he suddenly fell to the ground, unable to even make a sound of fear.
"Get back."
As a long shadow hit him, the tiger actually walked back and even restrained its so-called murderous aura.
Meng Zhuoer's whole body was shaking. She raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, but she saw that the man was also looking at her. His eyes were hollow and gloomy. Although there was no murderous intent, they were as scary as that tiger.
Meng Zhuoer saw the tiger retreating under the man's scolding, but it did not intend to let go of the food in its mouth and continued to attack the prisoner.
"I said, I said... Yue Zhiting, I will tell you whatever you want to ask..."
The prisoner couldn't bear the pain of the bite and the fear of dying, so he cried and surrendered.
"Your chance has been used up and this is your end."
Yue Zhiting's voice was cold. Such a terrible thing as being bitten and eaten by a beast seemed to him to be a normal thing.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him, whose face was as white as paper. His frown deepened. He wanted to help her stand up, but he saw the girl shrinking back in fear, repelling his touch.
He pursed his thin lips tightly. Since the other party didn't know what was good for him, he naturally wouldn't reach out again.
