Behind the iron door was a dark room, which contained only a bed and a wooden table.

There was a man lying on the bed. An oil lamp was burning on the wooden table. The dim light shone on the bed. The man's face looked very haggard and yellow. Even his red clothes became dim.

Although the face was haggard, the facial features were surprisingly young and handsome, with thick eyebrows, long eyelashes, high nose, thin and angular lips tightly closed, pale and bloodless.

He closed his eyes as if he were asleep. Even the footsteps of Princess Zhaorong did not open his eyes.

The young man in red lying on the bed is the one who escaped from the palace.

Princess Zhaorong stood in front of the bed, looked at him quietly for a long time, and finally made a sound slowly.

"Master Qian Mian..." She called softly.

The boy in red on the bed did not move. If his chest did not fluctuate slightly, he seemed to be breathing, almost like a dead man.

Princess Zhaorong bit her lip. She was not sure whether the other party was really asleep or didn't want to take care of herself.

She waited a long time, and her patience finally ran out.

"I have something to tell you. I don't care whether you are sleeping or awake. I count from one to three. If you don't wake up again, I'll throw you to the gate of Guanju palace!" She said fiercely, "one! Two! "

Before she counted "three", the boy in red suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her coldly, but he did not speak.

Princess Zhaorong cocked her nose and snorted: "Qianmian childe, it's not the time for you to show your prestige in front of the princess. If the princess hadn't saved you, you would have been in the hands of the fox spirit little bitch. Maybe she would have tortured people like human beings and ghosts like ghosts. Where could there be such a quiet place for you to take care of yourself?"

She was no longer the princess of Zhaorong who did not dare to look up and speak loudly in front of him.

Because the young man in red on the bed is no longer the intimidating and mysterious killer of Zixiao Pavilion. He has lost his skill and is like a fish out of water all day long.

The young man in red said coldly, "then I really want to thank the princess for her great kindness. You saved me and locked me up in such a dark place. Are you not afraid of the consequences?"

"Consequences? What are the consequences? " Princess Zhaorong blinked and asked naively.

The young man in red bit his teeth and said in a cold voice, "the princess's wife won't be so forgetful. I'm a member of Zixiao Pavilion. I've never had a good end for offending us in Zixiao Pavilion!" Although he spoke in a weak voice, his eyebrows were erect and his momentum was full. Vaguely, the cold faced and merciless killer came back.

Princess Zhaorong was shocked by the murderous spirit in his eyes, but then she laughed with indifference.

"Mr. Qian Mian, what are you crazy about? What are you dragging! Do you think it's in your Zixiao Pavilion now? Don't take the name of Zixiao pavilion to scare the princess! Do you think the news that you are being held here by the princess will spread? " She laughed triumphantly and wildly.

When she saw the old man in red who had been so arrogant in front of her, she felt so happy that she felt as if all the humiliation and anger she had suffered from Shen Ning had been vented.

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