Lian Youyou looked at Lin Tingjun, and Lin Tingjun shrugged: "I feel that my going at this time will make Duanmu Qingchen even more embarrassed."

Lian Youyou couldn't help laughing, for some reason, she couldn't control her evil gloating feeling.

"Okay, wait for us and send him to Xiaole's yard later. It's better for us to be together." When Lian Youyou said, Lin Tingjun also nodded. In such a strange situation, it's better for us to be together.

After Lian Youyou finished explaining, she jumped over the wall and passed by. When she landed, she saw a simple courtyard with only one room in front of her. Herbs are drying in the yard, and there are special knives that seem to be washed.

Lian Youyou suppressed her laughter. Although she knew that she was laughing inappropriately now, she laughed because she already knew that everything would be formatted.

Lian Youyou put her feet on the door of that hut. It was really, deathly quiet inside. It seemed that there was no one inside at all, but from the cracks in the air, one could smell a strong smell of blood mixed with blood. Medicinal.

Lian Youyou gently opened the door, and the hut was extremely dark, and the air smelled bad, like a place where dead bodies were placed.

In the darkness, a person could be faintly seen lying on the deep bed. He was as quiet as death, without a single sound. He seemed to be alive, but more like dead.

Lian Youyou walked to the bed one step at a time, and watched him being **** on this special bed in large characters. His hands and feet were tied like this to prevent the **** who had just been operated on from wanting to commit suicide for a while.

The person on the bed had pale lips, closed his eyes tightly, and tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes. The brocade clothes on his body had been stripped off long ago, leaving only the white inner alchemy, and the white trousers on his lower body were still stained with mottled fresh blood.

"Tsk, hey..." When Lian Youyou sighed, the person on the bed immediately tensed up, his closed eyes trembled violently, he immediately turned his face away, his long hair covered his pale face, he bit his lower lip tightly , Biting the pale lips into blue.

Lian Youyou sat beside Duanmu Qingchen, raised her hand and gently brushed away the hair that covered his face. Unexpectedly, this gentle gesture caused Duanmu Qingchen to collapse instantly, and burst into tears: "Why are you here—" Duanmuqing Chen's throat became hoarse, a strong sense of shame was mixed with a huge shame, which made him feel cold and trembling, his stomach retched, and he wanted to vomit. Why did the woman he loves and admired see him in such a miserable state? .

He wanted to die, he wanted to die now—

"Come to save you." Lian Youyou put her hands on the side of the bed, raised her legs, "Don't cry, you are the prince."

"Let me die—" Lian Youyou said that you are the prince, which made Duanmu Qingchen completely collapse, and screamed at Lian Youyou, "Let me die—please..." Duanmu Qingchen turned his face back, trying to get closer to Lian Youyou She begged, but her body was tightly bound and she couldn't move.

Lian Youyou turned her face back, leaned over and looked at him with a smile: "I don't despise you."

Duanmu Qingchen was stunned, his mind was blank, and he stared blankly at Lian Youyou.

Lian Youyou stretched out her hand and continued to wipe away the tears on his face: "You have learned your lesson this time, don't be too curious in the future, there are some places you really can't go." Lian Youyou leaned over and gently untied Duanmu Qingchen's wrist The tight binding left deep strangulation marks on Duanmu Qingchen's wrists.

"Be nicer to the eunuchs in the future, you know how painful they are." Lian Youyou jumped over Duanmu Qingchen's face to untie his other arm. Duanmu Qingchen looked at Lian Youyou's chest in front of him, his heartbeat suddenly stopped, and he turned away hastily, but he didn't feel the pain in his body.

After Lian Youyou retreated, Duanmu Qingchen shouted: "Don't look!" His face immediately flushed red.

Lian Youyou glanced at him: "What's there to see?" Lian Youyou looked at Duanmu Qingchen's embarrassed look, took out a petal from his sleeve, and blew gently, "Huh..." The lotus petals were blown in the air. When it is neutral, it turns into dots of white starlight, slowly sprinkles on the blood-stained place, penetrates under the blood-stained thick pants, and turns into a piece of coolness, removes the blood stains on the thick pants, and restores the clean white.

Duanmu Qingchen was stunned, the pain that made life worse than death disappeared, and was replaced by a piece of coolness, which made him no longer hurt, his whole body began to gain strength again, and the whole body seemed to have completely recovered, and he lived again.

Could it be that Lian Youyou cured him!

He is so stupid, he should have thought of it a long time ago, Lian Youyou is a fairy, is there anything she can't do? He was even more ashamed, he actually cried like a woman in front of his goddess.

Lian Youyou untied the cloth strip around his ankle, and raised her hand to caress his ankle through the air. The strangle marks on the ankle had disappeared, and the fair and tender skin was restored.

"You should feel lucky that I saw you, not your good brother Fu Mingrui." Lian Youyou sat back on the bed and looked at Duanmu Qingchen with a smile.

Duanmu Qingchen, who had recovered his blood, immediately sat up, and hurriedly grabbed Lian Youyou's arm: "You must not tell him!"

Lian Youyou smiled, nodded, and stood up: "Let's go."

When Lian Youyou went out with his back turned to him, Duanmu Qingchen hurriedly opened his trouser waist. In an instant, his complexion turned pale again, and he sat on the bed blankly.

"Don't look~~ I won't grow back~~~" Lian Youyou stood in the yard stretching.

Duanmu Qingchen slowly came back to his senses, stood up in a daze, his long hair was loose, like a lonely ghost, floating behind Lian Youyou.

"You killed me..." Duanmu Qingchen hung his head behind Lian Youyou, and said weakly, with a lifeless voice and no desire for life.

Lian Youyou stopped, and held back her smile: "The time here will restart every day, and you will grow back by then."

Duanmu Qingchen was startled, and raised his face amidst the disheveled long hair: "What do you mean?"

Lian Youyou smiled and shook her head, then turned to look at Duanmu Qingchen: "This palace is actually trapped within a certain period of time. People in this palace will experience the same half day day after day. At the end, everyone disappears, and then at the beginning of this period, everyone's memories start again, you understand?"

As Duanmu Qingchen listened, his eyes began to widen: "So...you mean that I will disappear and start over again?" Duanmu Qingchen still looked at Lian Youyou with some confusion.

Lian Youyou nodded: "That's right, it turns out that you haven't been here for half a day, but if you come in, it means that you have been here for half a day, so you will also fall into this time loop."

Duanmu Qingchen nodded half-understanding, and subconsciously lowered his face to look at his waistband again: "So I will re-enter in the next time loop, and the me at that time..."

"It's perfect." Lian Youyou narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips with a smile.

Surprise finally appeared on Duanmu Qingchen's ashen face.