Qinglian Jie

Chapter 9

There are still two days left before the ghost doctor's appointed time.

When Qinghui woke up, he was already lying on the couch embraced by King Wu.He looked at the handsome profile of King Wu, his thoughts were racing for a moment.Wu Yubo likes to cuddle him at night, and sleeps lightly and brightly. In fact, they can't sleep well, but they can't hold him back. It took a year or two to get used to it.In the past few months, I have been sleeping alone and often tossing and turning.

Qing Hui's heart was empty, he asked Yu Bo silently, "How could this happen?"

Wu Wang accidentally opened his eyes and met Shang Qinghui's.

On a quiet night with a beautiful moonlight, King Wu seemed to want to kiss her.

But seeing a bloodstain in the corner of Qinghui's eye, the color is bright red and coquettish, Wu Wang stopped abruptly.

"...Xu Ning has news again? Is he not dead?"

"Not only did he not die, he was willing to heal Fujin and give birth to a prince."

Qinghui's heart tightened.

"he……"

"He wanted you from this king. It should be because you served well that night." Wu Wang rubbed Qinghui's chin, "Why do you look like a dead fish on this king's bed? Is it your trick again?"

Qinghui looked at King Wu quietly, "You agreed?"

"Why not? I also want him to see clearly how your old shoes are worn."

Qinghui asked, "Wu Yubo, what do you take me for? Isn't it enough for you to spoil yourself?"

King Wu calmly replied, "Is it a male pet? It's normal to send it back and forth."

Qinghui suddenly overturned King Wu, and the forbearance that had lasted for several months burst out instantly, clutching King Wu's throat, "You...you!"

His small hand style is really not enough to watch, Wu Wang easily grabbed Qinghui's hands with a single copy, Wu Wang picked him up, and when he lifted him up, his ribs were exposed one by one, pale and weak.King Wu mercilessly punched Qinghui in the abdomen, Qinghui became hoarse immediately, curled up and mourned.

King Wu laughed twice.

Qinghui covered his eyes, unwilling to see his expression.

"Yubo, Yubo..." Qinghui coughed up some blood, he covered his eyes, as if he was dreaming, "I know you're angry with me... yes, it's because you feel ashamed of Fujin, you just have a soft heart It's very... you have been in a bad temper for the past few days, if you make trouble again, I want you to kowtow and admit your mistake..."

Willow shoots on the moon, holding a bowl of black soup medicine with a knife, was about to walk in when he heard this sentence, his eyes suddenly turned red.

King Wu didn't say anything, but the sound of forbearable panting and physical beating came from the room.

Xiaodao turned around and left as if fleeing, and faintly heard Qinghui say, "But you are... so unsympathetic to me..."

Qinghui woke up in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xu Ning who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Qinghui shivered, and flinched back immediately.

Seeing Xu Ning, he smiled like a snake, "Why are you so afraid of me, junior brother? I didn't cause your injuries."

Qinghui looked around and sighed, "Brother is really capable."

Xu Ning sneered, "It's not from your prince. Don't worry, brother promises that the palace will have an extra son in the coming year."

Qinghui asked in a daze, "Brother, do you really want to force Qinghui to death?"

Xu Ning smiled, walked to the bed, and carelessly flipped his collar, "You won't die. I haven't given Lianxin yet..."

Xu Ning suddenly frowned, felt Qinghui's pulse, pushed him away, and suddenly slapped Qinghui on the face.

"You pretended to be pretty, and almost caught your eye."

Qinghui didn't know, so after thinking about it, he asked, "Have I been poisoned?"

Xu Ning frowned.

Qinghui's face remained motionless, but a gust of cold air penetrated into his heart, and he said lightly, "Don't save it, let me see what kind of poison it is."

Xu Ning sneered, "Your lord must think that I love Mr. Qinghui so much." He patted Qinghui's head, "Don't worry, I won't poison you for you, and you won't die."

Qinghui didn't know why, so he simply closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Xu Ning's protruding hands helped Qinghui tuck the corners of the quilt.

Qinghui actually fell asleep, and vaguely remembered some things from his childhood.

At that time, Master left and there was no news for several years, leaving him alone.He was small, unworldly, and had few friends.In the same sect, there were a few senior brothers who followed the great elder, and when they saw a little doll carved in powder, and there was no one to take care of it, it was inevitable that they would bully him a few times.Who knows that bullying and bullying will change the flavor.

Xu Ning was one of the senior brothers at that time. From the very beginning of teasing, they became obscene, and then they were not satisfied, so they poured Qinghui with a lot of magic pills, and forced him to quickly grow into thirteen. , Four-year-old boy.

During that time, the situation was so embarrassing.

Qinghui didn't even feel much "alive", like when he was not enlightened, his five senses were numb and he couldn't help himself.

It was already 6 years later when Master came back with Brother Shao Yan.

Qinghui didn't think of these things for a long time.

Not so long ago he thought all this was over.Wuling Mountain.Master.There is also Senior Brother Shao Yan... It seems that it is all a dream during a nap, but it is this world that is his root, held in the hands of a gentle young man.

Qinghui thought, it would be good if he died like this.At least he doesn't have to face Wu and Bo endlessly. Under his contempt, it seems that the past days and nights, every bit of it, are all a joke, and it is the Wu Wang's youth and confusion.

Thinking of this, Qinghui suddenly woke up with a convulsion, rolling back and forth on the bed, with chest and abdomen pain like a knife.

Xu Ning held the silver needle he had just removed, looked at him coldly, and suddenly said, "Little brother, this person is nothing more than that."

Qinghui closed his eyes tightly and didn't say a word.

Xu Ning slowly lowered his face and scolded, "It's your fault for being stubborn."

After finishing speaking, he kicked Zhong Qinghui's heart fiercely, and watched Qinghui's painful appearance for a long time.He sneered.

Half an hour later, the guards of the palace kicked open the wooden door.