The oil lamp only illuminated a small corner of the surroundings, and the man's face remained shrouded in darkness.
But Shen Qing felt that his figure looked strangely familiar; she had seen this person at the Cheng family's house before!
Tell her directly that her missing underwear and the noises outside while she was showering were all related to this person!
Realizing danger was approaching, Shen Qing stepped back, her right hand gripping the hairpin knife tightly, concealing it at her side.
"Who are you? Why are you locking me up here?!"
The man, who had been standing at the door, stepped inside upon hearing her question.
Shen Qing's nerves were stretched to the limit, and he kept backing away until his back hit the wall, leaving him nowhere to retreat.
The man walked up to her, picked up the lamp, and shone it on her face, illuminating his own face as well.
It's Cheng Zhiwu!
Looking at the face that bore a striking resemblance to Cheng Zhiwen, Shen Qing felt a moment of disorientation.
I never expected that Cheng Zhiwu would dare to kidnap his brother's fiancée!
Shen Qing growled, "Why did you tie me up here?!"
Cheng Zhiwu smiled, picked up the lamp, turned around, and walked to the bedside.
The light illuminated the entire bed.
Shen Qing finally saw it clearly—
The bed was covered with bright red bedding, and the quilt was embroidered with a pair of large mandarin ducks!
This is a wedding bed!
Shen Qing felt a chill run down her spine. A voice inside her was telling her—Cheng Zhiwu was going to imprison her! To rape her!
If she were imprisoned in this damp cave, she would die of illness here within a few days!
We have to find a way to escape!
Shen Qing gripped the hairpin knife tightly in her hand.
In that instant, only one thought occupied her mind—to kill Cheng Zhiwu!
But when she thought of him as Cheng Zhiwen's older brother, Shen Qing hoped to escape without taking his life.
Cheng Zhiwen had saved her life many times; if she killed Cheng Zhiwu, Cheng Zhiwen would probably be very disappointed...
"Qing'er... Qing'er..." Cheng Zhiwu called her name tenderly as he walked over.
Shen Qing snapped out of her daze and exclaimed in surprise, "You..."
Before she could finish speaking, he interrupted her with a smile: "I know you are my Qing'er. My second brother went to great lengths to change your identity, which might fool others, but it won't fool me. I know you are my Qing'er... Qing'er..."
Shen Qing felt as if the blood in her body was flowing backwards.
“I never expected my second brother to be so bold as to swap you out of death row… that’s a capital offense!” Cheng Zhiwu laughed.
He learned that Shen Qing was a death row inmate!
At that moment, Shen Qing harbored murderous intent towards him.
He gripped the hairpin knife tightly in his right hand, ready to plunge it into his heart at any moment!
Kill him the same way you killed the mountain bandits and the wealthy Zhao!
Cheng Zhiwu rushed over and picked Shen Qing up in his arms.
He was tall and strong, full of energy. The frail Shen Qing looked like a quail in front of him and was easily thrown onto the bed.
Shen Qing kept retreating until his back hit the wall.
He tossed the lamp aside, and Cheng Zhiwu climbed onto the bed, pulled her into his arms, and was about to kiss her lips.
Shen Qing screamed and turned her face away to the left and right, and Cheng Zhiwu's lips brushed against her cheek.
In a panic, she raised her right hand, intending to plunge the hairpin knife into Cheng Zhiwu's carotid artery, but he suddenly moved, and the hairpin knife only pierced his thick back!
He let out a low growl, pulled out the hairpin knife with his backhand, and casually threw it aside. Ignoring the pain of his wound, he continued to pounce on Shen Qing!
Shen Qing raised her feet and pressed them against his stomach to prevent him from getting closer.
But his body was too weak and he had no strength, so he quickly pushed his foot back.
Looking at the face magnified in front of her, so similar to Cheng Zhiwen's, Shen Qing felt like vomiting.
"Get away from me!" she screamed. "Don't touch me! Get away!"
Cheng Zhiwu seemed not to hear her and continued to approach her, his mouth about to touch her face again.
Shen Qing raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face!
"Smack!"
Cheng Zhiwu stopped what he was doing.
Taking advantage of his momentary daze, Shen Qing immediately moved to the side, intending to jump off the bed at the foot of the bed.
A sharp pain shot through her buttocks. She reached behind her and found her hairpin knife, which she discreetly concealed in her hand.
Ignoring the excruciating pain in my buttocks, I got out of bed and ran towards the door with all my might.
Cheng Zhiwu suddenly came to his senses, jumped off the bed, grabbed her long hair, shoved her back onto the bed, and turned to lock the door.
The oil lamp lying to the side illuminated his profile, and Shen Qing saw the mole on the corner of his lip.
During the Lantern Festival, the boy who kissed the original body also had a mole on the corner of his lip...
...
"How could a perfectly healthy person just vanish into thin air? They must be somewhere in the Cheng family's neighborhood!"
Qi Zhenheng paced anxiously back and forth in the yard.
Daylight broke, the rain stopped, and Shen Qing had been missing all night.
Cheng Zhiwen sent people to search every corner of the Cheng family home, but they still couldn't find the person.
He stood dejectedly under the eaves, staring blankly at the bed inside the room, unable to understand why Shen Qing would disappear in just a few words.
According to Ziyan, Shen Qing was still in her room when she went to Qi Zhenheng's place.
She only said a few words in Qi Zhenheng's room, and when she came out, Shen Qing was gone.
In the short time it takes to say just a few words, it wouldn't even be enough to walk from the bed to the gate of the courtyard. How did Shen Qing manage to leave the courtyard?
As soon as he discovered that Shen Qing was missing, he immediately sent people to control all the entrances and exits of the Cheng family mansion, and there were also people patrolling the walls of the mansion. Not even a fly could get out, let alone a living person.
So, just as Qi Zhenheng said, the person must still be at the Cheng residence!
But where exactly is it...?
Qi Zhenheng was still going crazy, berating Cheng Zhiwen: "If Qing'er isn't found by Chenshi (7-9 AM) today, I'll definitely lead a group to dig up the entire Cheng family! How can a living person disappear from the Cheng family? The Cheng family must have some kind of evil magic!"
When Shen Qing realized that Cheng Zhiwen could not be found after two hours of his disappearance, he had already planned to lead the soldiers to the Cheng family home and dig up the entire house.
Once the government intervenes, those who have hidden Shen Qing will surely be afraid and release him.
It was Cheng Zhiwen's assurance that they would find the person before dawn that kept him patient until now.
Thinking of the frail Shen Qing, Qi Zhenheng's eyes reddened with heartache: "Qing'er's body... how can it withstand this..."
Cheng Zhiwen rolled her eyes at him irritably, wanting to lash out but holding back.
"Mr. Cheng!" Jiang Shen rushed into the courtyard.
Cheng Zhiwen immediately came down from the eaves: "How was it? Did you find anything?"
Jiang Shen lowered his voice: "The accounting room is locked from the inside."
The accounting office was where Cheng Zhiwu worked.
It's not locked when people are there, and it can only be locked from the outside when people leave.
The fact that it's locked from the inside suggests that something is hidden inside that they don't want anyone to discover.
Cheng Zhiwen gritted her teeth: "Let's go!"
He never expected it to actually be Cheng Zhiwu!
From sending servants to monitor his and Shen Qing's lives and stealing Shen Qing's underwear, he should have guessed that Cheng Zhiwu would one day do something perverted!
We arrived outside the accounting office.
Cheng Zhiwen kicked the door of the accounting office, and the two thin door panels split in the middle, with the small lock falling off.
Cheng Zhiwen strode inside.
Cheng Zhiwu was not in the accounting office; an account book and a teacup were neatly arranged on the table.
It looks the same as usual.
The fact that no one was there, yet the door was locked from the inside, suggests that there are other exits to this place.
It's either on the wall or on the ground!
Cheng Zhiwen looked around and his gaze fell on an empty wooden cabinet that was about half a person's height.
"Open that wooden cabinet for me!"
"yes!"
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