bookcurios Chapter 227 - Disguise as a Young Master
Chapter 227 - Disguise as a Young Master
"Sister, it's really because you look so much like the young master that Lu He is bewitched." If the young master could have such a gentle look as yours, Lu He would have no regrets even if she were torn to pieces. Lu He's eyes revealed a faint hope, and she kept the last sentence in her heart.
"That's good, let's go!" After saying that, the two of them strode to the door of the cell.
"Subordinates greet the Sect Master!" The two guards knelt on one knee and clasped their fists.
"Get up and open the cell door." Gu Qinghong ordered in a cold voice with a stern face.
Because she imitated Gu Liuqing's voice so well, Lu He behind her couldn't help but look up at her again.
After letting the two people in, the guards silently closed the door and continued to stand there without saying a word, because there would be someone else in charge of the next door, and they were only responsible for guarding the first checkpoint.
"Do you think the Sect Master is a little strange today?"
"No, you found something."
"I don't know, it just feels wrong."
"Okay, just stay at the gate. The war will start in a few days. There won't be many peaceful days left."
Gu Qinghong and the other man passed through the last gate safely and finally arrived at the cell where the prisoners were held.
Although Lu He had followed Gu Liuqing for a long time, she had never been to this place. She had only heard of it from rumors among various people in the sect.
This prison looks very large from the outside, but actually it only has four cells. Each cell is built with reinforced bluestone slabs. There are iron bars outside the stone walls, and the cell door is made of the finest black iron.
Outsiders cannot see what is happening inside, and people inside cannot see what is happening outside.
"Open the door!" Gu Qinghong ordered impatiently.
"Yes, Master, please wait a moment!"
The gatekeeper took off the lock and bowed and walked out. Gu Qinghong raised her hand several times and put it down again, her eyes flickering. What should she say when she sees him again? Will he be afraid when he sees her face?
With a fear in his heart, he couldn't help but reach out and touch his left cheek. Although it was covered by fake skin, he could still feel the uneven scar when his fingers touched it, and his heart trembled violently.
Seeing Gu Qinghong like this, Lu He felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but she controlled her emotions in an instant. Once the two of them got rid of that woman, everything would be happy, right? She could get the young master, and her sister could get Feng Muyan.
"Sister, if you don't go in now, the young master will wake up." Lu He kindly reminded, calling back Gu Qinghong who was immersed in memories.
Gu Qinghong raised his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open. His eyes were fixed on the person curled up in the quilt on the bed. The name he wanted to call out was stuck in his throat.
Mu Ziyan in the quilt suddenly opened her eyes and moved her ears slightly to be alert to the situation around her. She had a strong feeling that the person who came was not Gu Liuqing, and there was a faint smell of powder in the air, so it must be a woman!
Gu Qinghong walked towards the bed nervously, picked up the corner of the quilt with one hand and slowly pulled it open. When the quilt was only half pulled up, he stood still as if struck by lightning.
After hiding in the dark bed for a whole night, Mu Ziyan suddenly saw the light, which made his eyes uncomfortable. He quickly covered his eyes with his arms and said in disgust, "Who is coming?"
After his eyes had adjusted to the new look, Mu Ziyan moved his arm away and turned to look at the person who came. He was stunned. It was actually Gu Liuqing, but why did he smell like powder?
After taking another closer look, Mu Ziyan's eyes narrowed. He sat up, leaned against the wall, and silently looked at the person in front of him, and then he stopped talking.
"You seem very calm." Gu Qinghong took a long time to speak in a low voice. No emotion could be seen on his calm face. His eyes were fixed on the person sitting against the wall.