Chapter 160: The Lame Princess vs. the Blind Hostage Prince Consort (37)

The next day.

Lu Cha, lying on the carved wooden bed, opened her eyes with her long eyelashes trembling.

The humid air was mixed with a faint smell of mildew, and the sound of dripping water could be heard faintly in the distance.

Lu Cha sat up in confusion.

In my memory, the dark and gloomy dungeon of the Princess's Mansion has now been decorated to be particularly warm, and even the rough and bumpy stone floor has been covered with soft warm mats.

She turned and moved to the bed, and there was a rustle—

There was a pair of loose shackles on his ankles, with a thin iron chain about the thickness of a chopstick hanging down to the ground.

"?"

Lu Cha lowered her toes and shook the shackles tentatively. With a click, the shackles fell off.

“…”

Lock away loneliness?

The system couldn't help but complain: [These shackles were carefully selected by the villain after spending half the night carefully selecting them.]

I put the most powerful drug in the food, and this is the result?

It's like a bee stepping on an electric switch - I'm so scared!

Lu Cha's lips curled up slightly.

He has the desire to steal, but not the courage to do it.

But at this moment, the dungeon door was opened.

The blindfolded man in black clothes walked in slowly with a crutch, no longer the humble and timid person he used to be. His clear voice was lazy and sarcastic:

"Your Highness, you are now my prisoner."

Lu Cha glanced at Xun Ji, who was smiling strangely, with a leisurely look: "You don't even call yourself a slave?"

You are getting cocky, little villain!

Through the ribbon, the soft and sweet little girl pouted her pink lips, as if she was complaining. Xun Ji turned his face away deliberately and raised his hand to take the branding iron handed to him by the secret guard.

The flat bottom of the triangle has been burned bright red.

Xun Ji gently turned the iron and chuckled softly, his voice piercing with coldness. "The flesh on your cheek should be easily burned."

"But you have an eye disease. What if you burn the wrong spot?"

Lucha tilted his head curiously and asked seriously, "Will you let me perm it back?"

If you have the guts, keep pretending to be blind!

Xun Ji choked.

The confusion in my heart became even greater.

But Lu Cha casually kicked away the shackles at his feet:

"I'm hungry."

"......" Xun Ji pursed his lips, threw away the branding iron that was already hot to his palm, and signaled the secret guard to bring in the prepared food box.

Not long.

The table was filled with delicious dishes, as well as digestive tea at the right temperature.

Looking at Lu Cha eating contentedly without worrying about getting hurt, Xun Ji felt inexplicably stuffy in his chest.

It was like a wild beast baring its fangs. The prey, which should have been trembling in fear, was not afraid at all, but instead teased it with a smile.

But, I couldn't bring myself to kill her.

I wanted to punish her, but I didn't dare, for fear that she would frown.

Xun Ji leaned back in his chair in frustration, a hint of helplessness lingering in his peach blossom eyes behind the ribbon.

He thought that when he came to the dungeon, he would uncontrollably recall the pain of his previous life, but unexpectedly, he felt calm and relaxed.

It seemed as if this was just the most ordinary place in the Princess's Mansion.

Just because, wherever I look, I can see her figure.

But the despair of those days and nights...

Xun Ji's cheek was suddenly poked lightly.

Lu Cha, who had eaten and drunk her fill, looked at him with her chin in her hand, her eyebrows curved:

"Don't be so gloomy, smile."

Xun Ji did as he was told reflexively, and the corners of his lips suddenly froze.

Why should he listen to her?!

"Why don't you continue?"

When Lu Cha reached out to pinch Xun Ji viciously, he saw the man stand up and run away in an instant.

Like a weird dog, it is obviously very happy, but for the sake of so-called dignity, it pretends to be indifferent and refuses all touches from its owner.

Tsk.

The little villain is no longer amusing.

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The Princess's Mansion, main courtyard.

Since the dungeon door was not locked, the secret guards outside lowered their heads and pretended not to see, so Lu Cha returned to his bedroom openly.

The servants in the mansion had already regained their freedom, and Lingying and Li Ma, who were waiting there, were relieved only after they confirmed that Lu Cha was not injured.

After hearing from Lingying about the fake lameness, Li Ma looked at Lu Cha's legs with heartache:

"If it weren't for Yuan Ting, how could His Highness have been criticized for so long?"

"Fortunately, the Prince Consort has put him in jail now."

Lucha blinked.

Is the nanny so bold that she calls the hero by his name?

Lingying explained at the right time:

"Your Highness has been unconscious for over a day and had no idea that Prince Xian, who had been staying in Fengran Tower since Yuan Ting was imprisoned yesterday, was found by the Prince Consort and placed on the throne. He even attended the morning court today."

Lu Cha was a little surprised.

Prince Xian was the original owner's uncle who had no interest in the government.

Luo Jinshuang brought the person over from the south some time ago, but because she was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, she was temporarily placed in a restaurant.

The little villain had no interest in becoming emperor, but indirectly became her tool.

This is a natural tool.

Lu Cha was grinning mischievously when A Zhuo walked into the yard and bowed:

"Your Highness, the master invites you to the theater."

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main hall.

When Lu Cha came over, he saw nine men kneeling on the ground outside, tied up.

He didn't move or speak, and it was obvious that he had been tortured.

The man kneeling in the middle was not even fifty years old, but his eyes were already cloudy. Due to his long-term indulgence in alcohol and sex, his body was slightly swollen and trembling weakly.

It was Xun Ji’s father—the king of a fallen country, Emperor Beilin.

Lu Cha sat down on the only chair in the hall and looked at the other princes with interest.

They all look pretty good, but compared to Xun Ji, they are still far behind.

Sure enough, the little villain is the best looking~

But at this moment, a light and elegant fragrance came, and Xun Ji, who was standing behind the chair, leaned down and hugged Lu Cha.

He held a longbow in his hand.

"Your Highness, have you ever heard of a human target?"

Xun Ji slowly put on an arrow and casually drew the bow.

Whoosh—a sharp arrow pierced into the thigh of a prince.

The prince's eyes widened in fear, but he was unable to move. He could only feel the severe pain spreading in his legs and wailed in his heart.

"Before, I was their target."

Xun Ji smiled lightly, but his hands did not stop moving.

It seemed that he drew the bow and shot arrows at will, but each arrow could accurately pierce the bodies of the princes.

Soon, a large amount of bright red blood was flowing on the dark gray stone slab, and a fishy smell of rust was wafting in the air.

The nine people had several arrows stuck in their shoulders, chests, and legs, just like animals kept in the forest for hunting and fun.

A subtle hint of nervousness flashed across Xun Ji's eyes.

She should be a little scared.

"They won't feel any pain if you do this." Lu Cha leaned her elbows on the armrest, her little head resting on Xun Ji's arms, her eyes soft and adorable.

"Since they bullied you like that, why didn't you peel their skin off inch by inch and then carefully sew it up with needle and thread?"

Lu Cha's slightly cool fingertips landed on Xun Ji's wrist and gently stroked it: "You can also cut the skin and flesh here and sever the tendons."

The bones wrapped in flesh and blood were dug out. They were white with a hint of yellow. She hadn't seen them for a long time.

Lu Cha was a little eager to make a move, so he drew out the dagger from his sleeve and said seriously:

"Talking is useless, I'll show you."

“…”

Watching the little girl excitedly rushing towards the prince and directly chopping off one of his ears with a knife, Xun Ji sighed deeply, feeling very powerless.

He really had no way to deal with her.

"Master." Azhuo walked over quickly and reported in a low voice:

"Xi Hanfeng ran away."