The glazed tiles slightly reflected a few rays of light in the night, but they were no match for the moonlight.

The sounds of begging for mercy kept coming and going, and it sounded like many people were being beaten.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Qian Ling just wanted to get up but the injury hurt. The pain made her take a breath of cold air. Although she had been given medicine, the pain spread again with her movement, densely.

The pain was deep in her bones, and the scabs might have cracked.

She didn't plan to get up again, but the sounds outside were getting louder and louder, as if they were not far from where she lived.

After thinking about it, Qian Ling got up and wanted to see what happened.

Following the sound, Qian Ling walked to a courtyard not far away. Before he even got close to the courtyard, he saw a scene dripping with blood.

"Miss Qianling? Why are you here?" Surprised by Qianling's appearance, the housekeeper came forward to greet her.

"Butler, what happened? What happened to these people?"

On the bluestone floor, several servants of the royal palace were being held down by the executioners, leaning against the board.

A long wooden board hit those people hard, and before long, blood overflowed from those people's lower backs.

"These are the people in the dining room. Miss Yan Hui had severe abdominal pain after having dinner. The doctor looked at it and said that the food she ate was unclean and caused the abdominal pain. The prince was furious after hearing this, so these people..."

Having followed Ye Wujue for more than ten years, the housekeeper has a more or less understanding of his temperament.

Although Yan Hui suffered from abdominal pain due to eating unclean food, and although the dining room was unavoidable, the treatment was too harsh.

"Ye Wujue, is it because of Yan Hui that you punish these people?"

Watching the tortured slaves and maids being pressed down on the cold jade floor tiles by a group of guards, the thick boards were hit hard at them.

There was a desolate atmosphere of despair in the air.

Those who were being tortured in the dining room saw the thousands of spirits walking towards them, all with despair and pain in their eyes.

That look of despair was so clearly displayed in front of Qian Ling that she couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The last trace of compassion buried deep in my heart floated out from the bottom of my heart because of the despair shown by those people.

Among those people, Qian Ling saw Celadon. At this moment, she was already dying: "Celadon?!" She wanted to go forward to check, but was stopped by the guards.

"Celadon is Yan Hui's maid, not a member of the kitchen. Why is she also being beaten?"

Celadon, who was dressed in light green clothes, was pressed down on the cold jade-white crane-patterned floor tiles. The two executioners beside her, regardless of her dying condition, still hit her waist and abdomen with the torture sticks in their hands.

, not long after, the light green dress was stained red with blood.

For some reason, Qian Ling always felt that Celadon received the heaviest punishment.

"Miss Yan Hui said that everything she ate was prepared by Celadon in the dining room, so Celadon should bear full responsibility."

"How can this be done! If we continue to fight like this, they will die. We can't fight anymore."

"But the prince has an order to beat Miss Yan Hui until her anger subsides."

Beat him until Yan Hui's anger subsides?

He actually ignored the life and death of others for the sake of Yan Hui?

Does he really like Yan Hui that much?

"Where is Ye Wujue?" Qian Ling asked the housekeeper, unable to bear to watch Celadon being beaten to death.

"The prince is taking a nap in the jade pond." The butler replied, thinking of Ye Wujue's previous instruction that if Luo Qianling wanted to know where he was, tell the truth.

............Gorgeous dividing line.............

Yuchi.

The Night King's Mansion is dignified and majestic.

There are seventy-eight courtyards in the palace. Each courtyard is built according to the terrain. The towers are towering, blocking out the sky and the sun, as if they are surrounding each other. The high and low corners are connected like hooks, and the eaves face each other, as if they are fighting.

Circling, twisting, connecting like a honeycomb, swirling like a vortex.

The decorative color of the roof of the palace is mostly golden, the pillars, doors, windows, walls and other places are mostly decorated with red, and the eaves and rafters are mostly decorated with blue, green and other colors, lined with the white jade of the stone railings and stone steps, forming a sharp color contrast.

The Jade Pond is located to the south of the palace, and the place where Qian Ling lives is on the west side. Although it is not adjacent to the Jade Pond, it is not far away.

The night is getting darker.

The clear moon hung high, enduring the wounds on his body, Qian Ling walked towards Longquan Pond faster and faster, perhaps because he wanted to quickly save the angry Celadon and the slaves and slaves who were being tortured.

Qian Ling walked so fast that he tore the scab that had gradually formed on the wound. Warm liquid snaked around his lower back, and the burning pain overshadowed the coolness of the medicine.

Enduring the pain, Qian Ling sped up in order to save Celadon.

"Miss Qian Ling?" As they walked to the entrance of Yuchi, Qian Ling was stopped by Ye Sha who was on duty outside.

"Where is Ye Wujue? Are you inside?" He glanced at the entrance of the Jade Pond. The candlelight was flickering, the steam was rising, and the faint sound of gurgling water could be heard.

"Miss Qianling, the prince has given orders that no one is allowed to enter the jade pond without permission." Qianling was stopped and killed at night, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Girl, if the girl breaks in forcefully and angers the prince, not only will she not be able to save herself, but she will also harm the girl herself. Please think twice." But as he said this, Ye Sha hoped that Qian Ling would not ignore herself for the sake of others.

Beiqi bit her lip gently, thinking about Celadon, Qian Ling no longer hesitated.

Staring at the guards and Ye Sha standing in front of him, Qian Ling smacked his mouth, and suddenly, his hand quickly pointed to the sky: "Oh my God, my God, look, there are pigs flying in the sky!"

Following her finger, everyone naturally raised their heads and looked towards the quiet night.

Seeing that everyone around her was looking at where she was pointing, Qian Ling immediately retracted her fingers, leaned over, and rushed into the jade pool past the guards' obstruction.

"Girl, you can't." Ye Sha then reacted and wanted to stop Qian Ling, but was stopped by the housekeeper who came over.

"Don't let anyone else break in if you don't keep it safe." Since the prince had ordered to tell Qian Ling that he was in Longquan Pond, he naturally also ordered not to stop her from entering.

As a slave, only by doing your job well can you save your head.

However, he didn't understand why the prince would do this.

Stepping into Longquan Pond, as soon as you step in, a wave of hot air hits your face, and the sound of water is cool.

The bottom of the hot spring pool can be clearly seen, and it is not deep. However, the hot spring water flowing in is a deep dark green.

On the left side of the pool, there is an incense burner placed on the orchid-carved flower stand. The glaze is smooth and even, like fat and jade. It is delicately carved with an eight-layer lotus pattern. Each lotus has eighteen petals, and clear and flexible flower stems are carved under the petals.

, tough and elegant, with an elegant white crane on the top. The crane holds a huge luminous pearl in its mouth. In this way, burning incense at night is also full of brilliance and unique interest.

At this time, Ye Wujue was leaning quietly in the jade pool. He had closed his eyes to rest and calmed down. After hearing the sounds coming from outside, he opened his slightly closed eyes, with a faint blue brilliance gleaming from the bottom of his eyes, soaking in the hot spring.
Chapter completed!