Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant’s Pampered Demon Empress

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It was midnight after the masked man vented. Chu Qingchuan passed out a long time ago. How could Chu Qingchuan, who had never had the bitterness since childhood, withstood the ravages of several hours, coupled with the mental torture, didn’t want to faint It's also difficult.

The masked man cried out coldly: "Ghost one, ghost two."

Two masked men walked in and bowed and said, "Fort Lord, subordinates are here."

The masked man said in a romantic and unruly manner: "This woman is much more coquettish than the other aunts of this castle lord, where did you find it?"

The ghost hesitated for a moment, and replied respectfully: "Fort Lord, his subordinates discovered this woman from the wood shed in the backyard."

"That means you don't know the origin of this woman?" the mask man asked.

"Subordinates don't know, but this woman dared to break into the site of Shenwei Fort. She must be an outsider, and no one will know if she is caught."

"Hehe, yes, please send this woman to the attic. From then on, she is the ninety-nine concubine of the lord of the castle."

"Yes, castle master."

Chu Qingchuan was wrapped in a quilt by Gui I and Gui II and sent to a six-story attic. According to his position, Chu Qingchuan lived in a large room on the three-story building.

The next day, the masked man left the Fortress of Shenwei early in the morning. Two maids walked into the house and saw a sign on the ground with a complicated pattern carved with a few words on it.

"What is written on this?" asked a maid in Tsing Yi.

Another maid took the sign in her hand, pointed to the words on the token and said, "I only recognize these two words, but I don't know the others."

"This brand is neither made of gold, nor silver, nor is it a gem. It is probably something made of rotten iron. Give it to me. I'll find a place to lose it later." The illiterate The maid said.

"Well, I also think this brand is a piece of scrap iron." The literate maid gave the brand to the illiterate maid, and then continued to clean up the tattered clothes on the floor.

The illiterate maid received the token in her arms and said with a smile: "Have you heard? Another beautiful lady lives in the Yunzhong Pavilion. I heard that it is a ninety-nine concubine."

"I heard that, but the castle owner has never been able to favor any aunt for more than ten days, and this ninety-nine aunt will certainly be no exception."

"I really want to see what the ninety-nine auntie looks like." The illiterate maid looked forward to it.

The literate maid quickly cleaned the room and said with a smile: "Then we will clean up soon, and go to the outside of the attic to guard when we finish cleaning. Maybe we can see the ninety-nine wife coming out.

The two maids looked at each other and smiled, and then tidied the house faster.

"Auntie Ninety-Nine, it's time to get up." A tall, thin and ordinary maid in Tsing Yi called out in front of the bed.

Chu Qingchuan frowned tightly because of the soreness of the lower body, and there was no sign of waking up.

The maid had no choice but to shook Chu Qingchuan's shoulder and cried out, "Auntie Ninety-Nine, it's time to wake up, otherwise it's too late to please my wife."

Chu Qingchuan frowned and opened his eyes, feeling uncomfortable as if his lower body fell apart, his face became paler and colorless, and he couldn't help but clenched his lips.

"Aunt Ninety-Nine, you need to greet your wife in half an hour, so please dress up and freshen up." Qingyi maid said respectfully.

Chu Qingchuan suddenly remembered what happened yesterday, and immediately raised his head and asked: "Where is this place? And who are you?"

Tsing Yi's maid smiled and said: "Ninety-nine concubine, the servant is called Sui'er, this is the Fortress of God."