win the hairpin

Chapter 123 Chaos

Song Huiyue saw the scar on his palm at a glance, and it had already healed. Because there was no medicine applied, the scar was very uneven and the color was very hideous.

Her pupils shrank suddenly, but she still kept smiling: "Remember what I said just now, eat enough."

Song Qinghui nodded, then raised his eyes to look at Song Huiyue: "Sister, you must also remember to pick me up, I miss you so much, and I miss Aunt and Auntie too."

Song Huiyue held back her tears, watching Xiaowei push Song Qinghui to Zhang Xutang's side, Zhang Xutang immediately grabbed Song Qinghui's hand.

He felt that Song Qinghui's palm was very tender, as soft and fragile as a human being.

The jealousy in Zhang Xutang's heart gradually calmed down, and he said to Song Huiyue: "Moving iron is a crime, I can't clean you up today, I'll change you to another place."

Song Huiyue is a person who has to bow her head under the eaves, not only bowing her head, but even her life and death are unpredictable.

When she left, she turned her head and smiled at Song Qinghui, waved her hand: "Qinghui, don't miss me."

Song Qinghui belatedly wanted to pounce on him, and bumped his head against Old Wei's rock-like chest, and then Zhang Xutang pinched the back collar of his clothes.

"Take him to clean up." He happily held Song Qinghui's head and looked at it. "I still have to say hello to Auntie today, visit my nephew, and see you tomorrow."

Most importantly, he wanted to torture Song Huiyue.

Song Huiyue brought him such a huge psychological shadow, which can be called an indelible stain on his growth path.

So he had to think of a more vicious method than crushing his bones and ashes. It would be best to make Song Huiyue kneel down and beg for mercy.

And Song Huiyue was pushed and shoved by the guards, and entered the deserted courtyard before.

It turned out that this evil yard was not someone else's territory, but Zhang Xutang's yard - he was unhappy with his leg injury, and all the waiters here were afraid to show their atmosphere, that's why they seemed so deserted.

After entering, Xiaowei blindfolded her eyes. She heard the voice, opened the door first, then walked left, opened another door, then walked right, and finally opened another door.

The footsteps stopped, Song Huiyue was pushed in, and the door closed with a "click".

With the sound of footsteps leaving again, Song Huiyue tore off the cloth strips from her eyes, and looked around - Bai looked around, it was really dark here.

She closed her eyes and waited for a long time before opening them again, before her eyes got used to the darkness a little bit.

There is no window, only one door, and a very weak candlelight seeping through the crack of the door has no effect.

Song Huiyue reached out and groped forward, and found that the room seemed to be empty, only pretending to be herself.

She reached the door, groped up and down, but couldn't find a place where she could start, and then tried to dig through the crack of the door, but the crack was so narrow that even a fingernail couldn't get in.

Then she raised her leg and kicked hard at the door.

There was a loud "bang", the door didn't move at all, but her legs were shaken, and even her bones began to ache.

Sitting on the ground with her legs crossed, Song Huiyue lowered her head and felt an unprecedented silence.

There is no sound of people, nor the sound of wind, insects, birds, snow falling, nor the light of the sky penetrating in. The world is frozen here, and there is nothing that can make people perceive the passage of time.

Song Huiyue quickly lost her judgment on time.

Time seems to pass quickly, but also seems to pass very slowly, no longer passing alone, but sometimes stretched and sometimes shortened in Song Huiyue's heart.

Once the time is chaotic, all human perceptions begin to become chaotic.

The room is too closed, which makes people feel stuffy, and there seem to be many ghosts chattering and rustling in the darkness.

The sound may have come from Song Huiyue's body, or from the ground, Song Huiyue had to take a few breaths to suppress the chaotic emotions.

Zhang Xutang!
Zhang Xutang.

She thought that this person is really full of five poisons, maybe he was an executioner in the imperial prison in his previous life, otherwise how could he come up with so many bad ideas.

She can't sit here, and if she sits any longer, she will not only lose time, but also lose her fighting spirit. In the end, she may collapse while waiting, and start begging for Zhang Xutang's arrival.

She stood up and walked to the crack of the door again.

The candle burning outside the door was still the same, and the light coming in was so dim that it hurt the eyes. With such a little light, she began to grope a little bit towards the wall.

The Zhang family's house has been around for a long time. Although it has been beautifully restored, the house is old. Unless it is rebuilt, it will not be able to return to the firmness it was when it was first built.

Not only did she want to touch the walls to see where it was loose or soft, but she also wanted to touch the floor—these nanmu floors would creak when they stepped on them after a long time.

If the walls and the floor can't be helped, she thinks it's best for her to fly over the walls, climb up the beams, touch the algae well, and see if she can climb out of the roof.

Can't sit still.

When she felt her fingers start to heat up, her heart moved, and she pressed hard on the piece of wood under her hand.

The board was slightly dented in the direction she pressed it down.

The opposite appears to be empty.

She pressed harder with one hand, creating a gap with one finger between this board and the other boards, and then pressed all five fingers of the other hand together to grab the gap.

Although the wooden planks have been weathered, they have not yet decayed, and they squeeze her fingers firmly from top to bottom. If she doesn't retract her hand, these wooden planks will be like teeth, biting off and devouring her.

Song Huiyue gritted her teeth and picked it hard, and when a layer of skin peeled off her fingers, the board made a "snap" and she pulled it out abruptly.

Light did not flood in, and behind the planks was a damp partition.

She put her whole arm in, bent her arm again, and hit the partition wall hard with her elbow.

The partition wall has long been rotten due to humidity, and the skin of the wall began to fall down with a single blow.

Song Huiyue smiled in the dark, and began to move her hands alternately, beating once and for all.

The flesh and blood hung on the wall, she was indifferent, because she didn't know when Zhang Xutang would come, and she wanted to smash a way out for herself immediately.

If you don't get out of this cell first, you don't have to think about anything else.

Outside Zhang's residence, Yin Xiao was standing against the wall, with his hands folded over his chest, and his phoenix eyes were stern. He was a tall, intelligent, and emotionless tiger.

He stood here motionless, but he was very sure about the time in his heart. The sky, the wind and snow, and the coming and going of pedestrians were all sharp tools for him to calculate the time, and only half of an hour had passed.

His gaze was still like a falcon, and his ears did not let go of any sound.

After a while, the body he was leaning on suddenly stood upright, the sharp knife fell from his sleeve and was held in his hand, his eyes were staring at the high courtyard wall, and his footsteps began to move.

Just when he was about to appear in the lights, You Song walked over quickly and grabbed his hand: "Go in alone to seek death? Stand still! The prince is here."

(End of this chapter)