"What's your name?" The gentle voice whispered softly, as if talking about love.
However, Lubi only felt that the voice was like the whisper of a devil.
She was cold all over, her heart seemed to be strangled by a big hand, her voice was trembling, and she stammered: "My servant, my servant's name is Lubi"
"Lvbi?" Ji Muhan asked himself.
Lubi swallowed, and bean-sized beads of sweat hit the ground on her forehead.
Her waist was deeply bent, and her face was about to be pressed to the ground.
Even so, she still bent her waist a little bit, as if she wanted to hide her whole body underground.
Ji Muhan stood up slowly.
He paced in front of Lubi little by little with rhythmic steps: "What are you shaking?"
The simple three words really made Lvbi dare not say a word.
Suddenly, Ji Muhan raised his foot abruptly, and his boots embroidered with gold ruthlessly stepped on the snow-white hand next to Lubi's head.
"Ah!" A shrill scream suddenly sounded.
Crackling sounds like broken bones.
Lubi's lips were pale, without a trace of blood.
She raised her head hastily, her brows and eyes were full of pain, and physical tears were aroused.
She grabbed Jimuhan's hanging skirt with her other hand, and hurriedly shouted in a crying voice: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, slaves are forced, slaves didn't do it on purpose, slaves were forced to¡ª"
Lubi's appearance is not bad, she has a white and tender oval face, and when she cries, she has the flavor of pear blossoms and rain.
However, the smile on Ji Muhan's face didn't even change.
His head drooped slightly, and he looked straight at Lubi with his emotionless eyes: "Did you touch Xiaoyan with this hand?"
Lubi's face was pale from the pain, without the slightest trace of blood, and her mind was even more muddled. How could she pay attention to what he said?
"Your Majesty, spare the life of your servant¡ª" Lu Bi bid farewell to the palace maid of poetry, but due to a coincidence, she was sent directly to Mu Ran to serve her, without suffering much at all.
Where can it withstand Ji Muhan's step on it?
Her eyes were cloudy and her voice was a little weak.
Ji Muhan let go of his feet, seeing her begging for mercy, felt bored.
"Eunuch Li." Ji Muhan stepped back a few steps and called out.
Eunuch Li, who had been waiting at the door, walked in quickly.
He didn't look sideways and didn't look at anything: "Your Majesty."
Ji Muhan's voice was light: "Take her down and have a good interrogation. Who sent her?"
Eunuch Li quickly replied: "Yes, Your Majesty."
Afterwards, Eunuch Li summoned two people and took L¨¹bi away.
Eunuch Li glanced at Lubi's appearance, feeling a little surprised for a moment.
Your Majesty experienced too many hardships when he was a child, and he was mentally stimulated.
No matter how gentle he pretends to be on the surface, under the skin is a violent and cruel look.
And the best way to calm these bloodthirsty factors is to kill people.
And this Lubi only suffered a little injury on his hand, nothing happened at all
Eunuch Li's thoughts kept churning.
Not long after, Ji Muhan came out of the room.
Eunuch Li, who was waiting at the door, followed Ji Muhan subconsciously.
The slightly drooping eyes unconsciously saw the hem of Ji Muhan's clothes.
For a moment, Eunuch Li's eyes widened.
Your Majesty, this is a change of clothes? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com