The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

Chapter 242 - Double Torture



Chapter 242 - Double Torture

"Luhe, are you done yet! Can you go back to your room and laugh? What the hell are you doing in this cell?" Mu Ziyan shouted helplessly, covering her ears with her hands. This might as well be a direct torture on her. It was a double torture of both mental and physical.

Lu He threw away the cork, raised her head and was about to pour the medicine into her mouth when she heard a soft voice.

"He'er, do you really not want the baby? He may be your only relative in this world."

"Luhe, this bastard is not yours at all! Do you want to give birth to him and directly sever the relationship between you and the young master?" Another evil voice sounded.

"He'er, don't listen to her. If your brother is no longer in this world, this child will be the only one who is related to you by blood."

"Luhe, you have to think carefully about who gave you the chance to survive. It was the young master!" The aggressive voice sounded again.

"Ah...ah...who are you? How do you know my past? Get out here! Get out!" Lu He waved her hand holding the porcelain bottle continuously, as if she wanted to smash the two people who were talking to death.

As the two voices became louder and louder, Lu He felt her head hurt more and more, and the scenery in front of her eyes gradually became blurred. In despair and helplessness, she slammed her head against the wall and fell to the ground with a clang.

In the desolate and dilapidated mansion, a boy of about six or seven years old climbed out of a fallen vase, ran to another large vase not far away, lay on the mouth of the vase and cried softly with tears in his eyes, "He'er, brother is here, climb out quickly, we have to leave quickly."

“Wu…wu…Grandpa…Daddy…” Only upon hearing the voices of her loved ones did the little girl in the vase sob softly.

"Be obedient, or we'll be killed!" The young boy reached in and grabbed the little girl's ankle. After great effort, he finally pulled her out, then carried her on his back and sneaked towards the backyard.

"Oh...Brother, I saw grandpa bleeding a lot, I'm scared." The little girl lay on the boy's back, covering her mouth and crying softly. Her eyes, which used to be bright and watery, were now swollen as big as walnuts.

"Wait until your brother takes you to escape and find a place to settle down, then we'll go find grandpa." The young boy's eyes were red but he held back his tears. He didn't mention his parents in front of the little girl because he had seen them beheaded with his own eyes, and he was afraid that she would be more scared if he told her.

The young boy stumbled and ran for a long time with his sister on his back, and finally escaped through the dog hole of his own mansion. However, they had not run far before they found themselves caught up by the pursuers, so the young boy could only run around aimlessly.

When he was almost exhausted, the young boy was tripped by a stone and the little girl on his back fell to the ground. Then he heard a splash and looked up to see that his sister had fallen into the river.

He quickly got up and tried to grab her hand, but it was too late. The little body had already been swept away.

"He'er... He'er... sister... ah..." As the pursuers got closer, the young boy jumped down in despair. Since they couldn't live together, why not reunite in the underground.

When the little girl opened her eyes again, she felt that it was dark, so dark that there was not even a star. She felt a great pain in her forehead. She hit her head with her fists desperately, but it did not solve any problem.

"Ah...ah...save He'er..." Suddenly she was embraced in a warm embrace. She grabbed the man's arm as if she had found a life-saving straw, and kept murmuring, "Brother...brother...save me..."


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