Lan Ling woke up in a warm room.
She sat up, hands and feet still bound.
It's just that the hands are loosely tied, and she can turn the phantom in her hands.
With his back to her sat a tall man sitting by the fire, drinking.
Hearing Lan Ling's voice, he looked back at her.
This is a handsome man with dark eyebrows and deep eyes. He looked at her, looked Lan Ling up and down, as if suddenly froze, "Are you awake?" His voice was low and gentle.
Lan Ling saw his eyes were as gentle as water for a moment.
Lan Ling pressed his fingers on the phantom, and could turn the switch at any time.
"Who are you? Why did you tie me here?"
He took the beef behind him and put it beside Lan Ling, "Be hungry, eat something."
"Why did you tie me up! Let me go, I want to go home!"
"You have to eat before you have the strength to go home!" He walked forward slowly.
Lan Ling suddenly aimed the phantom in his hand at him, and the man stepped away and grabbed Lan Ling's hand.
Lan Ling smiled wryly, he was indeed not good at learning.
He grabbed her hand, fiddled with the phantom on her hand, took it off, looked at it carefully, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
"Very good, as expected of Ling Chen's woman, this is really good for women's self-defense, why didn't I think of it?"
As he said that, his face suddenly changed, with a tyrannical expression!
"Why didn't I think of that! If I had prepared something for her to defend herself, she wouldn't have died!" He threw Lan Ling to the ground, stretched out his big hand, and knocked all the bowls and plates on the table to the ground.
Lan Ling was terrified, hugging herself tightly and shrank aside.
"I, I won't hurt you, don't be afraid." His eyes were bloodshot, but he said to Lan Ling in a gentle voice.
"Who the hell are you? Are you sick?" Lan Ling saw his face turning strangely red.
"I'm Zhang Xu. Xiaoyu left and jumped into that river. I didn't even find the body. I don't believe she's dead, I don't believe it!"
Zhang Xu, the princess of Luancheng, is a rebel. It was just recovered by Ling Chen.
About Zhang Xu, she heard from Ling Chen and Tian Ming that he rebelled because his wife committed suicide after being raped by the original princess of the city. Zhang Xu killed the princess of the original city and became a rebel.
"Is Xiaoyu your wife?" Lan Ling asked.
"Yes, it is my wife. You have eyes like hers. Show you her portrait."
The man opened the cabinet next to him, took out a yellowed scroll, opened it with shaking hands, and handed it to Lan Ling.
"This is the portrait I asked an artist to paint for her when we first got married."
Lan Ling looked at the woman in aqua blue with a slender figure and a beautiful face, her eyebrows and eyes were indeed somewhat similar to her own.
"You tied me here because I look like him? But I have a husband." Lan Ling said quietly.
"I tied you up not because you look like her, I just met you too. I came to Fucheng today to assassinate King An."
Lan Ling paused, "You want to assassinate King An?"
"Yes. When I was about to do it, he held a woman in his arms, not you. I found you later. You are very similar to my late wife. You ran away, but he didn't chase you. He doesn't love you. How could he not love you?"
Lan Ling was sad, "He has his own sweetheart."
"Then do you still want to follow him? You leave him, I will take you to a place where no one else can find you, and no one will hurt you again." He said to Lan Ling in a gentle voice.
"I, I'm not your wife Xiaoyu. I won't leave him. Although he doesn't love me, I love him." Lan Ling said softly. She was really afraid of provoking him again.
His eyes are not the eyes of normal people.
He stared at her, suddenly became angry, grabbed the beef and stuffed it into Lan Ling's mouth, "Eat it quickly! Eat all of these! Don't you love beef the most!"
Lan Ling dodged, but he still had a mouthful of beef.
"You're a lunatic!" Lan Ling's lips were cut and blood flowed out.
When he saw her bleeding, he stopped for a moment, and his face returned to calm.
He tied her hands and feet again, gagged her, closed the door, and walked out.
He did not return overnight. This is a remote house, and Lan Ling can't hear anyone outside.
Early the next morning, he came back with reddened eyes and blue stubble on his face.
He brought hot porridge and steamed stuffed bun, leaned over and untied her hand, "Eat all of these."
Lan Ling is indeed hungry. She hasn't eaten since noon yesterday.
She obediently drank the porridge and ate two buns. He sat there, looking at her tenderly.
Seeing that Lan Ling had finished eating breakfast, he tied her hands again, put a heavy man's cloak on her, and carried her into the carriage.
"Where are you taking me?" Lan Ling asked in surprise.
He didn't speak, and gagged her with a cloth.
The carriage moved quickly, and about an hour later, Lan Ling was jolted so badly that it felt like he was going up a mountain.
The car stopped, Zhang Xu took Lan Ling from the carriage, and dragged her up a half hillside.
He dragged her to the top of the slope, and Lan Ling leaned over to see, but there was a bottomless cliff below.
"Are you going to kill me here?" Lan Ling asked.
Without saying a word, he tied her waist with a thick rope, and one end of the rope was tied to the big tree beside him. Lan Ling discovered that another big tree next to him was also tied to a person, and the one tied to it turned out to be Wen Heng.
"You caught her?" Lan Ling raised her head and asked Zhang Xu.
"Yes, they have all come out to look for you. The defense in the city is weak. How could those two guards be my opponents!"
"What do you want? What do you want to exchange with him?" Lan Ling was shocked.
"You will know what to exchange in a while."
"I know that your heart is full of hatred, but it has nothing to do with King An. It is his duty to recover Luancheng." Lan Ling tried to convince him that she thought he was not a bad person, but just lost his mind.
Zhang Xu smiled, and said for a while, "I kidnapped you. I really don't mean anything else. It's just that the Chinese New Year is approaching, and there are no city guards, no home to return to, and no one needs my protection. I feel uncomfortable, so I need to find something." Just do it."
There was a sick frenzy in his eyes.
Lan Ling believed what he said.
"You can help King An defend the city and go to King An, he needs people very much now." Lan Ling said sincerely.
"You are so innocent. I tied up his two women, how could he let me go?" He smiled.
There were loud footsteps ahead.
Several figures leap forward.
Lan Ling saw Ling Chen in black walking in the middle, followed by Tian Ming, Gu Fan, and Yang Shuo in front, and Fan Xing and Han Zhitao behind him. Behind them stood dozens of men in black.
Ling Chen's face was stern, his eyes seemed to be breathing fire, and he walked over slowly. Lan Ling and Wen Heng passed out of the corner of his eyes.
"Zhang Xu, set out your conditions!" Ling Chen stepped forward and said in a deep voice.
Zhang Xu smiled, "King An, I have no other hobbies in my life, but I like women. You two women are good, but you can only get one back, so you pick one." He looked at Ling Chen.