Chapter 490

Ye Hongshuang's master and servant have been trapped in this dark place for more than three days.

She had been sleeping on the cold and damp ground for a long time, and her body was already very weak.

It is in just launched a high fever, constantly shouting the name of Jun Lin in his sleep, and even tears fell from the corner of his eyes.

Ying'er looked at ye Hongshuang's shriveled lips and hot forehead. She had no choice but to pick up a piece of ceramic on the ground and cut her wrist to feed ye Hongshuang's own blood.

When ye Hongshuang wakes up, what she sees is a smile on her face, but her wrist is bleeding.

The fishy sweetness in her mouth reminds ye Hongshuang what Yinger has just done. She holds Yinger in her arms and beats her back. Her tears fall silently and she chokes and says, "you silly girl, how can you be so stupid?"

Yinger's mouth is still smiling, weak voice into ye Hongshuang's ear: "Yinger is not stupid, as long as the young lady can be safe, even if let you drink my blood, eat my meat, maidservant is also willing, maidservant life is Miss's person, death is Miss's ghost."

Ye Hongshuang is very depressed. At this moment, she really doesn't know what to say.

From the beginning of Yinger's resistance to her own side, to the later frank treatment, and then to the end, Yinger never let ye Hongshuang down.

Between life and death, she chose to die, ye Hongshuang born, this friendship, not all maid can do.

At this moment, ye Hongshuang completely treats Yinger as her sister, and there is no master or servant.

Ye Hongshuang wiped the blood stains on her mouth, looked directly into Yinger's eyes, looked at her face, and said: "don't worry, we will be able to escape. From then on, you are my ye Hongshuang's sister."

Yinger's actions once again ignite ye Hongshuang's hope for life.

For the sake of the fetus, for the sake of themselves, even for Yinger, we should not abandon ourselves. In any case, we should stick to it until Junlin finds them.

Ye Hongshuang tears a piece of cloth from her clothes and simply bandages the wound on Yinger's wrist.

Then she looked around for something to use. Although she was still feverish and dizzy, she had to do something to live.

Suddenly, an idea that is not very reliable arises spontaneously in ye Hongshuang's mind.

With the faint light, ye Hongshuang picked up all the scattered pages of the scriptures on the ground.

Yinger looks at ye Hongshuang's behavior and is puzzled. She can't help but ask, "what are you doing, miss?"

Ye Hongshuang took a deep breath, took the loose page to Yinger, took a deep breath, and said softly: "my mother once taught me a kind of origami skill, which can fold ordinary paper into the shape of a dragonfly. Come on, I'll teach you, you see, fold it in half, then fold it in half, and then bend it here, and it becomes the wings of a dragonfly..."

Yinger closed her eyes awkwardly: "Miss, I want to ask you why you want to fold a dragonfly."

Ye Hongshuang was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "I once taught Junlin to fold this kind of dragonfly, but he didn't learn it in the end. We can send all the folded dragonflies to the top of the secret door. Once Junlin finds it here, he will know that we are below. Learn quickly and we will fold together."

Ying'er suddenly realized that she only knew ye Hongshuang was very intelligent. It turned out that there was a reason for all this. Her mother was so intelligent that she could fold ordinary paper into what she wanted. How could ye Hongshuang be poor.

I don't know where ye Hongshuang learned it from her mother, but she had mastered the method of folding paper before crossing this point.

With the efforts of the master and the servant, a lifelike paper dragonfly appeared in front of them. But how to send these paper dragonflies to the outside of the secret door, but they were baffled.

There is only a tiny analysis of this secret door that can pass through the light. Yinger has fed ye Hongshuang's blood, but she has not been dripping water for three days. Now she is weaker than ye Hongshuang, and she can't jump up any more.

Even if it is forced to jump, it can not accurately plug the paper dragonfly out of the secret door.

Just when ye Hongshuang was worried, Yinger suddenly stood up and said to ye Hongshuang, "Miss, you are holding paper dragonflies and standing on the shoulders of your maidservant. Maybe you can send these paper dragonflies out."

Ye Hongshuang didn't even think about it. She directly waved her hand to veto: "it's absolutely impossible, not to say whether I can stand firmly on your shoulder. Even if you are so weak now, I will never..."

Before ye Hongshuang finished speaking, Yinger sighed anxiously: "Miss, what time is it? As long as you can leave a clue for your highness, it's OK to let the maid do anything, and you can rest assured that the maid will not let you fall down."

When ye Hongshuang heard the words, she closed her eyes thoughtfully and finally made up her mind to do so.

Yinger squatted on the ground, and ye Hongshuang stepped on her shoulder carefully.

She clutched ye Hongshuang's ankle tightly and used all her strength to get up. At first, she was a little unsteady, but she didn't shake any more. Ye Hongshuang finally pushed the first paper dragonfly out of the secret door.

She thought that today was the third day she had been imprisoned here, so she put out three and one day later. Otherwise, she didn't know how long she had been locked up here.

And no one knows what the situation outside is like. If there is a wind, it will not blow away.

Even if it is not discovered by Junlin, or by a stranger, it will certainly attract his attention, and the chance of no one in ten thousand will never be given up.

At the same time, in the prince's mansion, Junlin sat alone at the table, his eyes empty. Ye Hongshuang's eyes had not been closed for a moment in the past few days.

With his stubble, dark eyes and empty eyes, Junlin looks very haggard, just different from before.

The emperor also secretly sent troops, began to look for ye Hongshuang, every corner has not let go, but still no news.

Jun Lin looked out of the window like this. No one knew what he was trying to write. The maids could only watch him, and they could not help him at all.

As if God felt the helplessness and powerlessness of Junlin, it began to drizzle, and in a flash it turned into a pouring rain.

Suddenly, the door is opened. Lin's maid holds an umbrella. Another maid pushes Lin in.

Jun Lin still looked out of the window and didn't notice anyone approaching.

When you see this picture of Junlin, you can't help but feel a little shocked. He frowns slightly and says, "well... What's the use of you just being in a daze here? Can Hongshuang come back by herself? "