The little wife of the general's family is cruel and flirtatious

Chapter 81 Stab the face?not enough!
In the oppressive dungeon of Bad House, begging for mercy and shouts arose everywhere.

Chu Qingyun didn't want Zhang Minzhi to see such a terrifying scene, so she stopped at the gate of the mansion: "Sister Minzhi, I'll let Zhiqing take you back to Lu Mansion first."

"Qingyun, is it your injury?"

"You mean this?" Chu Qingyun pointed to the red color on Ru's skirt: "It's the branches and leaves of the blood vine, not blood."

Minzhi lowered her head and smelled it, and there was really no smell of blood, only a faint smell of grass and trees: "You scared me to death."

"For this kind of person, don't know how to use bitter tricks, don't worry."

"Anyway, if I didn't have you today, I'm afraid I would be framed by Miss Lan." Although Zhang Minzhi had a gentle face, she was a person with ideas, and said firmly: "How old are you, I will call you some Sister, how are you?"

"It's Qingyun's honor." Chu Qingyun agreed simply: "Miss Minzhi, please go home quickly, the road is difficult to walk after dark."

In a dark prison.

Lan Chuchu's eyes were resentful, her brows were raised up, and she roared like a ferocious wolf:

"You plan on me, do you dare to plan on me?"

"Chu Qingyun, I am the first daughter of the Lan family, the person whom King Xuan likes, how dare you touch me?"

"Guess if I dare!" Chu Qingyun picked up the stabbing tool: "I can understand that you are targeting me. Zhang Minzhi has no grievances with you, why do you want to play tricks on her?"

"Why?" Lan Chuchu laughed: "I just can't see her being petty."

"Small air?" Chu Qingyun sneered: "Miss Lan is generous, you don't mind if I stab the face in a wider range."

After finishing speaking, Chu Qingyun said coldly: "Nanzheng, prepare the silver needle."

"Do you dare? Brother Xuan won't spare you and the Lu family. The one in the Lu family who is not good-looking, because of Lu Jincheng's matter, went against Brother Xuan, and now he has turned against the queen." Lan Chuchu seemed to be convincing herself , muttering to himself: "If you dare to harm me, brother Xuan will not let you go."

Chu Qingyun frowned, what about Lu Jincheng?

There must be something she overlooked, Chu Qingyun glanced at Nanzheng.

Nanzheng understood immediately, and after a while, Nanzheng handed a stack of files to Chu Qingyun.

It was a volume of battlefield records and a manuscript of His Majesty's memorial.

Chu Qingyun's face became darker the more she looked at it. No wonder, she used King Xuan several times to achieve her goals, and Lu Jinzhou's reaction was very strange. She always felt that he had such an uncertain personality, so she didn't care. So...

Chu Qingyun burned the file and said softly, "Nanzheng, Yinzhen."

"My lord, face tattooing is cumbersome, why don't I do it."

"What's the meaning of stabbed face?" Chu Qingyun shook her head and approached Lan Chuchu step by step.

Only Mo Xing could make Lan Chuchu feel ashamed for the rest of her life, and she never dared to go out again, never dared to call her attention again.

Holding the silver needle, Chu Qingyun looked at Lan Chuchu who was finally in a panic, without any sympathy.

If it weren't for her sharp eyesight and quick hands today, the innocent Zhang Minzhi might be the one suffering this punishment now.

Husband died fighting for the country, so don't let others take away his merits, and even the only wife left in the world must be humiliated?
Chu Qingyun was filled with anger, which had been buried deep in her heart, and the bloody pieces of General Chu's corpse seemed to be in front of her eyes again.

"The first needle was for Zhang Minzhi." Chu Qingyun stabbed the needle into Lan Chuchu's cheek bit by bit.

This is the most beautiful part of Lan Chuchu's entire face.

"The second shot, you framed me last time, I will give it back to you today."

……

The needle sticks again and again, like ants gnawing at the skin bit by bit, Lan Chuchu's forehead was sweating, her face was so painful that she lost her expression, twitching.

"You lunatic, you lunatic, the Lan family will take revenge on you, and my aunt will not spare you."

The corner of Chu Qingyun's mouth raised: "Thank you for your reminder."

"Nanzheng, go and watch outside. His Majesty's personal order is that the empress and the imperial concubine come in person, and they must be stopped by me."

"Yes—" Nanzheng walked out of the dungeon with firm eyes.

"You...you dare to stop the imperial concubine, the imperial concubine dotes on the harem, and if you say a word in front of your majesty, you can lose your head."

Chu Qingyun moved the needle up and down, faster than before, Lan Chuchu only focused on screaming, and had no time to curse or threaten.

Chu Qingyun looked at her handicraft and nodded. She wrote the word "humble" well.

She held the ink in one hand, and raised the mirror to Lan Chuchu's eyes with the other: "Look, how beautiful it is."

Lan Chuchu struggled frantically and shouted: "You crazy, Chu Qingyun, you crazy."

With a movement of her wrist, Chu Qingyun splashed the ink in the bowl onto Lan Chuchu's face.

Her yelling and cursing turned into a wail of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" black ink covered her distorted face, neck and skirt, the ink seeped into the skin along the place where the silver needle pierced, originally The red pinholes turned black, and the word "humble" became more clearly visible, fully covering the right half of the face.

"Chu Qingyun, you..." The father-in-law next to Concubine Lan Gui pushed Nan Zheng away and broke in.
Nanzheng lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Chu Qingyun's eyes.

Chu Qingyun saw dark water stains on the chest of his red clothes, narrowed his eyes, and had a fake smile on his face:

"I send my greetings to the imperial concubine. Why is the imperial concubine so angry today?"

Concubine Lan's chest was heaving and unsteady, seeing her natal daughter being treated like this, her eyes lost the warmth of the past: "Chu Qingyun, I treat you like my own family, I never thought you would touch my Lan family's daughter." people?"

Chu Qingyun pointed at Lan Chuchu: "Your Majesty, I have no choice but to obey His Majesty's orders."

"Stop pressing me with Your Majesty, I don't know about my own niece?" Concubine Lan Gui stared at Chu Qingyun domineeringly: "The Lan family can't do such a shameful thing because of a bead."

"Your Majesty, there is no way to deny this matter. Miss Lan's stealing is a trivial matter. Stealing things for disaster relief is a taboo. Besides, Miss Lan is still murdering people. Look, Miss Lan, this is from the Lan family?"

When the golden hairpin was brought out, Concubine Lan was dumbfounded: "This is it." She dared not say that it was the Lan family's treasure.

It is offered in the ancestral hall of the ancestors, how did it get here?

"Miss Lan used this hairpin to hurt me. If it wasn't for my sharp eyesight and quick hands, I don't know if it was His Majesty who was hurt."

"I don't, I don't, I just think it looks good, show it to Brother Xuan..."

"Shut up." Concubine Lan Gui was afraid that she would drag King Xuan into the water.

"Why, this murder weapon has something to do with King Xuan?"

Concubine Lan immediately changed her face, pointed at Lan Chuchu and cursed: "You are a worthless thing, His Majesty only gave you stabbed face, which is considered cheap, you are not allowed to take half a step after returning home, if you do it again, don't say yes The daughter of my Lan family."

After Concubine Lan Guifei finished speaking, she gave Chu Qingyun a fierce gouging look, then flung her sleeves and left.

The corners of Chu Qingyun's mouth curled up. A person who was abandoned by the family and was tortured by the black ink will never recover.

(End of this chapter)