Your Majesty, you are under arrest

The sun was setting and night was coming.

The entire Shuo Palace was immersed in comfort, and everyone was busy preparing the master's dinner.

Wen Xining felt that she slept very comfortably this time, she had a sweet dream.

In the dream, she successfully caught the thieves beetles at the exhibition, and was awarded the first-class merit with a shiny medal, she was grinning from ear to ear.

But when she was proud, when the camera turned around, she found herself tied up and thrown in a small dark room, her whole body was still dripping wet, shivering from the cold, something was stuffed in her mouth, she couldn't even scream Not coming out, and then a beam of light came on, and an old wrinkled face full of fat appeared in front of her.

Mother Lin? !

Wen Xining's eyes widened in surprise, seeing that Nanny Lin was holding a handful of needles in her hand and looking at her with a wicked smile.

Then, a gloomy voice sounded, "Pierce me, stab me to death!"

The light shifted and landed on a face not far away. The painted pale face was full of hatred, and her frenzied shouting made her whole face distorted and deformed, making her extremely hideous.

Empress Qi? !

Wen Xining's mind hadn't turned the corner for a while, and she hadn't figured out whether she had crossed into Liao Beiguo or into Huanzhugege when she saw Nanny Lin holding up a large handful of needles and gritting her teeth. stab at her.

"Ahhh...my lady help me, my lady help me!!!" A hurried voice suddenly rang in Wen Xining's ear, she sat up suddenly, and instinctively groped her body , didn't feel the pain of being stabbed, but it was her who was stabbed in the dream, why was that fool calling for help?

Wen Xining thought about this, and saw the door being pushed open with a "bang", and then Bei Tangshuo rushed in quickly, pounced on her, and kept yelling "Lady, help me!" .”

Frowning tightly, Wen Xining was about to get up and get out of bed, but saw a bright red figure flashing into the door following Bei Tangshuo, the speed was like a ghost, all he saw was dressed in red, but he couldn't see it. clear face.

Before she had time to think about it, Wen Xining jumped off the bed with a movement, and gently pulled Bei Tangshuo, who was rushing towards her, behind her, but at the same time, the red shadow had already hit her in front of.

Wen Xining's heart was shaken by the slightly cold breath coming towards his face. Is this person really going to kill Bei Tangshuo?