Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 2358
Chen Liren became more and more flustered for a while, opened her eyes full of mist, and screamed angrily, "You have wronged me!"

"It's not me, it's not me!!"

"I don't know what's going on, let go, let me go!"

But whoever paid attention to her yelling, several guards directly tied her up, dragged her out of the door mercilessly.

Chen Liren's naked body was covered with bruises in the icy ground, and she shouted more and more fiercely, "You want to wrong me? It's not me. It's not me. It's An Yangjian himself... "

Before he could utter the accusation against An Yangjian, someone stuffed his mouth with a piece of ice.

The entrance of the ice cube was cold and cold, which made Chen Liren shiver all over, and her mouth was full of bloody smell.

"Boldly murder Mr. An's life! Hang this damned woman up!"

"Let the doctor come over and have a look at Mr. An's situation."

"How is Mr. An?"

"Pretty bad."

The noisy voice finally faded away in Chen Liren's mind as quickly as possible.

When she woke up, she found herself hanging from an icicle, and was blowing with the biting cold wind.

At this time, the sky was slightly bright, and the east appeared a fish-belly white color.

The ice that blocked the mouth has long since melted, but the mouth has been completely frozen, and even the tongue is a little uncontrollable.

She called out a few syllables vaguely, but she couldn't even understand the weird voice.

Chen Li was extremely flustered.

She still can't figure out what's going on.

Why was he hanged here and accused of murdering An Yangjian's life?

It would have been better if that old ghost An Yangjian hadn't died.

If he really died, wouldn't he be charged with crimes?

It was a disaster.

Chen Liren was thinking hard about how to get out of trouble, and a graceful figure appeared in her eyes.

It is Artemisia annua!
She opened her mouth and shouted vigorously: Qinghao, Qinghao.

It's a pity that the tongue and mouth are frozen, and the sound of screaming is indistinct and difficult to distinguish.

Seeing that Qinghao was about to walk under her feet, Chen Liren couldn't help twisting her body anxiously.

Qinghao suddenly turned her head, eyes full of contempt, and gave her a cold look.

"Miss Wan Fu Jin'an." She saluted her slowly, her posture and etiquette were quite standard and formulaic.

It seems that the two are still in a master-servant relationship.

She, Chen Liren, is still the high-ranking young lady of the Dugu family, and she, Qinghao, is still that humble servant who surrenders at Chen Liren's feet.

But Chen Liren knew that everything no longer existed.

Qinghao hadn't spoken a word to her for a long, long time.

Chen Liren hung there shaking her body.

Qinghao raised her head and looked into her line of sight, full of disdain and contempt, "What? The young lady wants to condescend to ask her servants for help?"

"It's a pity, there are so many pairs of eyes on the Xuanjian Peak are staring at the slaves."

"How dare the servants take the risk of fighting to the death to save the young lady?"

"What's more, miss, do you think you are worthy?"

Chen Li was so angry that her chest heaved uncontrollably.

"Mr. An just passed away."

Hearing the news brought by Qinghao, Chen Liren froze all over, and then was filled with panic, shaking her body vigorously, trying to struggle away from the icicle.

It's a pity that she can't exert any strength at all on her head and feet.

No matter how hard he worked for a long time, he still couldn't move an inch.

Qing Hao glanced at her with a smile, "Miss, you never imagined that you would have such a miserable day, right?"

(End of this chapter)