Chapter 120 Torture 3

The sun was a little dazzling. Yu Meiren closed her eyes with pain before she was about to step out of the dungeon. After a long attempt, she was able to adapt to such light and the warmth that she cherished.

The cold lasted for a few days, and was slightly wrapped in the warmth of the sun. Yu Meiren stretched out her fingers, gently touched the subtle invisible rays, and then showed a heartfelt smile.

It's so warm that she can finally get out of the hellish dark dungeon, and she can finally breathe such air like a normal person, instead of the wet, lightless waiting, feeling the passage of life and again and struggling between pain and fear.

Maybe she has stayed for too long. The person walking in front of her turned his head and the expression on her face was a little anxious. Beauty Yu followed, and then breathed deeply in such free air, because what was probably waiting for her was another inhuman torture.

She reached out and wrapped her arm. In the past few days, she thought about a lot of things in her struggle, especially after that day's almost horrible torture, she once again dreamed of Yu Yue's previous life. At that time, she obviously had a lot of beautiful dreams, but she chose to abandon all her dreams for temporary revenge. To be a calculating woman, what's the difference between her and her in this life? I always think that I am thinking of another person, and I always feel that my love is great and I can be desperate. It turns out that everything is just her selfishness, and Yu Yue's potential soul is playing the problem.

When she figured it out, she was even more desperate to be free. She even hopes that if she can turn back to the next life at this time, she will definitely live a good life. She will not be Yu Yue, who is not a collud, nor will she be a beauty who has poured out all over the world. If she can, she would rather choose to be an ordinary and simple little woman, in fact, she is actually happy. It can be very simple.

Unfortunately, the road in this life will be long for her, especially in the face of such Nangong Fu, she only has fear and a sense of urgency to escape.

Why can't God let her go? Isn't the punishment she received enough? So does it count to choose to let her live a lifetime tortured by the people she once hurt?

No, she is unwilling, she is still unwilling, why? Why did she do so many things, but she still can't get the truth of that man? Why? Why should she bear all this, but that person can enjoy peace of mind? Moreover, even if she is tortured, Nangong Fu will not let her go. He can kill her with a knife. Why should he torture her like this?

She is unwilling. There are too many unfairness in the world for her. She is willing to bear the consequences for her own mistakes. She admits that she did do something wrong to others, but she has received enough punishments. But why, everyone refused to let her go. She has long wanted to leave and hide her name from then on. Ming, after a simple life, why and why don't you let her go?

Unconsciously, she has walked into a hall. The golden wall is brilliantly decorated, and even her feet are stepping on the road made of gold. She turned around. The person who just brought her to her did not know when they had left. The whole hall was empty, with a faint fragrance of flowers, mixed with the sound of water, coming from the inside of the hall.

Doubtful. Although she was uneasy, Yu Mei still walked slowly towards the hall. She saw a large bath with a curling fog, and fresh and warm water constantly poured into the pool from one end. Two women in tulle were kneeling at the pool to the pool. With petals in it, he immediately got up to salute when he saw her arrival.

"The maidservant has met the girl. The water temperature is just right, and the girl can take a bath."

Bath? Beauty Yu glanced at the other party. How could Nangong Fu suddenly be so kind to her? Did she want her to serve her as written in those novels?

Beauty Yu snorted coldly and untied the robe outside. The strength was a little too strong. She pulled the wound between her neck and had to slow down. In the bottom of her heart, she secretly scolded the devil for not knowing how to pity Xiang Xiyu at all. Her wound had not completely scabed. If she came into contact with the water, it would definitely crack again.

However, since he gave the order, she is afraid that she will suffer more unimaginable torture. Nangong Fu, she will definitely not let him torture her like this. Even if she has betrayed him and bullied him, on the day she is still clean, she must make up for all the things she owes, as well as the unintentional person. She won't let them trample her under her feet like this.

The most ridiculous pride in Yu Meiren's heart surged up again. She almost wanted to laugh at her stupidity. At this moment, she was afraid that she was already unable to protect herself. When she had nothing to do, she actually aroused Yu Yue's soul again. When she was sure that she could never have the sincerity of Beiqiu Yin, the bottom of her heart Is the soul belonging to Yu Yue finally coming back to life?

It's ridiculous. When she took off her last close-fitting clothes, she didn't take off the satin wrapped around her neck and arms and walked into the water, and then let her whole body be buried in the water.

The maid standing on one side has retreated, and she is the only one left in the whole hall. Yu Meiren closed her eyes and continued to breathe at the bottom of the water. She felt that it was more and more difficult to breathe, but she still insisted, making her mind clearer and clearer.

It was very painful. When the warm water touched the wound through the cloth, but soon, she seemed to be used to the pain and gradually became numb. When she couldn't hold on any longer, she quickly floated out of the bottom of the water, tested her body to the edge of the pool, stretched out her hand as if to vent, and rubbed hard. Every part of the body, the location of the wound, and the rest of the body were frustrated red by her.

Rebirth, she wants to be reborn, she doesn't want to be manipulated, she doesn't want to stay in such a dark and cold room to experience the feeling of fear and despair to the bone.

Tears seem to have no strong mission, and it seems that she wants to exhaust all her strength to vent, mixed with a pool of clear water, buried in the bitter taste.

The slight footsteps, from far away, and a heart pounded with the rhythm. Beauty Yu did not turn around and still maintained her previous movements. At this time, she had to wait for the tranquility before the storm and set off even greater stormy waves.

Unexpectedly, what she waited for was not her imaginary voice, but another person who turned around in surprise.

"This pool has been doped with potions, but it will be drugged later."

Across the curtain, Yu Meiren could still hear who the voice came from. It was not the demon Nangong Fu who made her feel scared, but her unexpected person.

"Why is it you?"

"Otherwise, who do you think it is? Don't wash it for too long. It's not good for the wound.

The person behind the curtain seemed to sigh. Yu Meiren watched the white robe corner gradually fade away and couldn't help rubbing her eyebrows. As a result, she really deceived herself. Just now, her nerves collapsed very tightly, and now she seems to feel much better.

After not washing for a long time, Beauty Yu came out of the pool and put on the clothes left by the maid. The skirt was a little short, and Beauty Yu's figure was taller than that of an ordinary woman.

When Yu Meiren walked to the outer hall, she saw Xue Feizi, dressed in white, standing in front of the hall with her hands behind her back. Time always passed quickly. The warm sun just now has turned into a sunset.

Beauty Yu suddenly remembered Beiqiu Yin, who used to like white clothes, but she didn't even know when the man in white that made her fall in love at first sight actually chose the yellow that she had never liked.

"Why do you like to wear white clothes?"

The question that she had never thought of was so easy to blurt out.

Xue Feizi turned around and did not answer her question, but walked to his side. A look of worry appeared on his handsome face, and his eyes stayed in the position of her neck: "The wound is cracked. Won't it hurt?"

It hurts? Yu Meiren turned her neck hesitantly, and immediately felt a tearing pain. It was indeed a little painful. She quickly forgot the problem just now and smiled at Xue Feizi: "I forgot that you are still a doctor, a magic doctor. I'm afraid without you, my life has long been pasted by Nangong Fu."

"Exeration?"

Xue Feizi was a little puzzled. He raised his head and saw doubts in his eyes, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

"It means torturing others to seek happiness. I saw it in a very old book."

Yu Meijing sat obediently on the stool in front of the table, allowing the other party to take off the satin cloth wrapped around her neck, and then felt something applied to her neck, with a clear feeling in the pain.

The very comfortable rhythm made her close her eyes, and then she opened her eyes again and suddenly looked up at the man beside her.

"Xue Feizi, do you like me?"

The brainless question, Xue Feizi's eyes were bumping into Yu Meiren's eyes, and his heart suddenly jumped. He was shocked that the man's hand was released, and the medicine bottle of medicine broke on the ground with a bang, wasted a bottle of precious medicinal herbs.

"You are too messy."

Xue Feizi avoided the woman's sight and did not go to clean up the fragments on the ground. He directly picked up another bottle in the medicine box and reached out to hand it to the woman, but he hesitated, but Yu Meiren grabbed it ahead of him.

"If not, it's not. Why is the reaction so big? I'll do it myself."

After Yu Mei finished speaking, she opened the medicine bottle and was about to pour it on her shoulder, but Xue Feizi held it: "It has been painted. You put it on your wrist, in fact..."

Yu Meiren raised her head and waited for the second half of Xue Feizi's words, but saw that the other party seemed to sigh and turned around.

"Actually, I don't like white very much, but I'm afraid that if I have more, I will lose it one day. If I have it, I will lose it. It's better not to never have it."