Qinglian Jie

Chapter 10

It was already the third night that Qinghui was brought back to the palace.

Fujin insisted on drinking the ghost doctor's medicine. King Wu should have been working hard these days, but he couldn't wait to come to Biboyuan that night to wait for Qinghui.

Qinghui was given the antidote and was about to wake up.

King Wu looked at him with a gloomy expression.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity to catch the ghost doctor, first planted poisonous Gu on Qinghui when he was unconscious, and then sent guards to follow the visitor.Unexpectedly, the ghost doctor's sorcery was so bizarre that even the horses pulling the cart had a ghostly aura, and there was no sound of panting. When they ran to the outskirts, they turned into a cloud of black air and disappeared helplessly.

It was also thanks to the Gu poison, otherwise it would have really made them both happy.

King Wu hated Qinghui for being unclean, hated him for years of deliberate deception, and hated him for abandoning himself at a critical moment when he was assassinated that night.This emotion is indescribable, he frantically wants to tear off Qinghui's mask, tear off the hypocrisy, as if he should see a more despicable person, as if that would be enough for him.

Qinghui woke up and saw Wu Wang's gloomy face.

"Xu Ning didn't follow your way." Qinghui said, "It seems that the medicine Wang Ye found is not very powerful."

"Hmph." King Wu sneered, "He is just a dog-nosed man, and his green pupils are infested with grass. He cannot solve it."

It was rare for King Wu not to embarrass Qinghui, and Qinghui fell asleep again in a daze. He thought that if one day he was finally killed by that bastard Wu Yubo, Xiaodao would definitely take care of Qingfeng.

In fact, he has very little worry about his younger brother's future life. It doesn't matter whether he can go to school or get ahead.Just have someone to take care of you when you are young.

He didn't expect that day to come soon.

Qinghui didn't know why Fujin just stared at him like this.In the past, it made sense for him to be favored. At that time, Fujin could only see Wu Wang a handful of times throughout the year.However, King Wu's attitude towards the two is very different, and Fujin's baby boy was born last month, so she has nothing to worry about.

This year happened to be the Queen Mother's full birthday, and several princes were going to Beijing to celebrate her birthday.When King Wu left, Qinghui didn't join in the fun, and didn't expect him to leave, so Qinghui was put on the sedan chair by the guards of the palace, saying that it was the arrangement of King Wu.Qinghui clearly saw Fujin who was standing far away, still looking like a weak Liu Fufeng, and calmly watched Qinghui get into the sedan chair.

This delivery actually sent Qinghui to the big bed in the small hall.

Qinghui was fed a few black pills, put on makeup, changed into bright clothes, and stuffed them under the quilt.

Fujin was very thoughtful.

The guest she found for Qinghui was a scholar who had good friends with the little general Xiahou, and she didn't forget to find someone to report to the little general that night.

When the little general kicked open the door, he saw the scholar lift up Qinghui, who was weak all over. The skin and flesh of the latter were covered with ambiguous welt marks. , killed."

Qinghui couldn't even open his mouth, and lay limp on the bed.

The scholar turned pale with fright, and eagerly explained something to the little general. The little general was so angry that he threw the porcelain all over the floor, but none of them hit the right person.

Seeing it in Qinghui's eyes, it was as if his heart had been stung, and it was hard to describe the various feelings.

He was pulled out of the bedroom, and then a fist broke two of his teeth.

The harsh treatment of the past few months was enough for Qinghui to bear, the two warriors carried him to the backyard and gagged him, before they beat him a few times, Qinghui started to vomit blood.

Qinghui seemed to have returned to his childhood, Wuling Mountain was so big and scary.Sometimes he ran desperately, sometimes he hid behind a stone in shock, was beaten, and was molested, no one came to save him, and he couldn't help himself—desperate and numb.

Suddenly someone ran to say something again, and the fists and feet on his body stopped.

Qinghui guessed that the scholar pleaded for him.

"I'm afraid it's too late to say it at this time. This person couldn't help beating."

"Hey, it's so pitiful. Send it to the old bustard to see his own good fortune, six sons, let me tell you."

The six sons reluctantly agreed, and hugged Qinghui clumsily.

On the way, Liu Zi couldn't help but ask, "Hey, you guys... do you often do this?"

Qinghui was hanging on Liuzi's body, his face was swollen and numb, his chest was tingling when he breathed, and his mind was not very clear.

"……what?"

The sixth son curled his lips, "It's always like this... Even if you earn money, you don't spend your life."

Qinghui laughed, "It's not like this often. It's just the ones who fell out of favor... Xiaowan often does this."

Six sons snorted.

The sixth son should not be very old. Although there is deliberate contempt written on his face, there is a candid taste.

The six sons randomly grabbed a person in charge, and before they left, they couldn't help saying, "You should change your job quickly."

Qinghui was still coughing up blood, and gradually passed out.