She opened the cell door and walked in.

The skirt is swaying and graceful.

The cell is not large, and the furnishings inside are extremely simple. A stone bed, a stone table, and a stone bench, that's all.

Lying on her side on the cold stone bed was a woman with ragged clothes and a haggard face.

She closed her eyes and remained motionless, as if she were a dead body. Her breathing was almost inaudible, but her desire to survive was very strong.

Fei Geying looked at her coldly and raised her lips in a good mood. She walked a few steps and walked in front of her, squatted down, and gently brushed the woman's face with her fingers. The viciousness in her eyes was clearly visible.

"Mu Beiling, I didn't expect you to be here today."

She leaned close to her ear and whispered. The sarcasm in her words was clearly audible.

Beiling was lying on the stone bed. When she heard a familiar voice, her body trembled involuntarily and she shrank back.

She opened her eyes suddenly and stared blankly at the corner of the cell. Fei Geying blinked and met her eyes. The place was empty, and the bright black eyes had long dimmed, looking at one place without focus.

For Beiling, no matter whether she opens her eyes or closes her eyes, everything is pitch black. She doesn't know whether it is day or night.

"Mu Beiling, look at how ridiculous you look now. Like a dog wagging its tail to beg for mercy!" Fei Geying's hand reached up to her neck and pinched her neck with her fingers, bit by bit.

of added.

"You..." Bei Ling's throat was hoarse, and she tried hard to speak, but in the end she only managed to utter such a simple syllable. Her throat had already been burned hoarse.

It must have left a clear carbon mark on his neck.

Fei Geying pinched her neck with a ferocious expression. Looking at Bei Ling's purple face, she felt indescribably happy. Bei Ling only felt that there was only a wall between herself and the god of death. This time, she was so close to death that she was living.

Of fear.

She couldn't help but shake her body.

Fei Geying caught this with sharp eyes, and the smile on her face became more and more obvious. She suddenly let go of her hand and let Bei Ling go. Only then did Bei Ling take a big breath.

"Mu Beiling, are you also afraid?" Fei Geying smiled, with a deep smile in her eyes. She would only be happy when she saw Mu Beiling in pain.

The sarcasm in his tone deeply pierced Beiling's heart. The hatred had never been so strong.

She wanted to use her strength, but realized that she had become a disabled person.

All her strength was drained, her limbs and limbs were broken, her throat was hoarse, her tongue was scalded, and her eyes were blinded. Oh, the torture she suffered was even worse than the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.

Concubine Geying!

This name is written over and over again in my heart, and this name is remembered over and over again in my mind, all the time.

"Mu Beiling, it turns out that you are also afraid sometimes. Hahaha. I thought you were fearless, but I didn't expect... Tsk, I really can't bear to let you die like this~ It's too cheap for you, isn't it?"

Ge Ying smiled brightly, "Then how do you think I should punish you? Haha~"

Beiling didn't make a sound. In fact, she couldn't make a sound either.

Fei Geying looked at her mysteriously, stood up, clapped her hands, turned around and walked a few steps toward the door. Suddenly she paused and said: "I really hope you can attend my wedding with Yao Qianzhu in ten days.

It’s a pity…”

"Ah -" she suddenly uttered, as if remembering something important, with a smile in her tone, "You still don't know my identity. I am Yao Qianzhu's fiancée."

After saying that, she stopped staying and started to leave.

The cell returned to complete calm, and the fragrance of Fei Geying's body lingered in the air, mixed with the blood coming from Beiling's body, and a sour smell of decay.

Bei Ling lay on the stone bed in a daze, her stomach already starting to growl. But she didn't want to pay attention to it. Fei Geying's last words kept echoing in her mind -

I am Yao Qianzhu’s fiancée…

I'm going to get married to Yao Qianzhu...

Fiancée? Married?

Beiling found the last sentence ridiculous.

Laughing at my own stupidity, laughing at my own ignorance, laughing at myself for believing in him so easily? No wonder he wouldn't make a move on her, no wonder she was the only woman he thought could stand with him, no wonder, no wonder...

Beiling wanted to cry, her eyes were so dry that she couldn't shed a single tear.

The lacrimal gland has been punctured long ago, how could the tears still come out?

Many past events came to mind, every bit about Yao Qianzhu.

Rousha, I'm so sorry. I promised to live well, but in the end...if you were still here, would you think I was useless? I'm really useless, right? How could you think you were useful? It's just that

I wanted to save people, but I let you and Mu Senyu get involved. You have paid so much for me, but I can't repay you. Now, I am neither a human nor a ghost...

She still remembers that when they were in heaven, she and Yao Qianzhu almost fell into the netherworld, but Fei Geying saved them. If she could, she would rather fall into the netherworld!

The cell was silent for a lifetime...

Beiling had a dream.

A beautiful dream, the person in the dream is not her, but Beidou.

"Beidou, my lady, why did you fall asleep again?"

In the dream, although Yao Qianzhu was helpless, he was smiling deeply. Obviously, he liked this.

Beidou turned over, turned his back to him, and continued to sleep. He held the snow-white fox in his arms. The snow fox's fur was soft and fluffy, and it felt very comfortable to the touch.

Snow Fox lay motionless in Beidou's arms, his paws quietly placed on Beidou's chest =-=!

Yao Qianzhu was naturally very unhappy when he saw this scene. He stared at Xuehu's paws with malice, wishing he could snatch Xuehu out of her arms and throw him out right now.

Xuehu was too lazy to open his eyes to look at him, and just kept sleeping peacefully in Beidou's arms.

Yao Qianzhu looked at the big one and the small one, each one a fox, and smiled as he looked at them, and couldn't help but lose his temper.

He also sat down on the couch and lay down on it.

Fortunately, the couch is big enough to accommodate it.

He reached out and pulled Beidou into his arms, and slowly closed his eyes.

Beidou secretly opened his eyes, glanced down at the pair of hands with very beautiful joints on his waist, and pursed his lips and smiled secretly.

The man's moist breath sprayed on the back of her neck. It was wet, warm, and itchy. It was extremely comfortable.

His unique warmth came from her body, and the slightly cold temperature sent waves of sleepiness. After a while, she also fell asleep. She fell asleep quietly in his arms.

Time passed bit by bit, and the world in the dream was so beautiful. It was so beautiful that she didn't want to wake up. She really wished she could just fall asleep, immerse herself in the dream, and never wake up again.

Even if it's someone else's dream...
Chapter completed!