shock!Crazy criticism of treacherous ministers was dumbfounded by soft beauty kiss

Chapter 63 Rainy Night
The air was damp and sticky with fine raindrops.Wei Ping pulled out the saber and stared at the people who entered and exited with gloomy eyes.

"Admiral, there's a letter inside."

A figure flashed by in the night, and a factory guard reported to Wei Ping in a low voice.Hearing this, Wei Ping turned the black iron saber, and the gloomy mood before was swept away.

Excitement shone in his eyes, strangely bright in the darkness.

Wei Ping didn't speak any more, but only gestured with the rest of the factory guards, and several black shadows flashed past under the rain and fog.

A shrill scream pierced the peaceful night sky.

The rain is getting heavier.

The sound of hitting the umbrella surface became more and more urgent, Song Qingan looked at the situation below, and frowned more and more.

The umbrella above her head could no longer completely block the rain, and she inevitably got a little wet.Song Qinghuai hugged her, tilted the umbrella away, and warmed her body with internal force.

But Song Qing'an felt cold in his heart.

"Brother... what does this mean?"

"Yue'er just look at it." Song Qinghuai didn't move his eyes, "Isn't this exciting?"

Song Qing'an's eyes were fixed, and the flames in the Goulan courtyard danced in his eyes.

I don't know how Wei Ping set fire to it on such a rainy night. This fire blocked the retreat of everyone in the Goulan courtyard.Amidst the screams, Wei Pingru strolled in the courtyard and pulled out the people one by one.

During the chaos, panicked people bumped into the sharp blade of the factory guard, and there was a lot of tragedy in it.

Except for the people on the roster, the rest of the irrelevant people were all dealt with by the factory guards.

They didn't do anything wrong, they just ran into the East Factory operation unluckily.

The flames from this side soared into the sky, illuminating the surrounding darkness a bit.With such a big commotion, there was still no trace of the government, and no pedestrians dared to step forward.

Song Qinghuai's eyes moved slightly, moving from the courtyard to the outside.

Then he chuckled, looked at Fang and whispered to Song Qing'an: "Look, Yue'er, the main character has appeared."

A pitch-black sedan chair was parked in front of the Goulan courtyard. The roof of the sedan chair was painted gold, and the curtain was woven with gold threads in a very dragon-like pattern.

There were not many passers-by on a rainy night, and when they saw this sedan chair, they retreated one after another, like avoiding the plague god.

The black soap boots got out of the sedan chair on the stilts, and the factory guard on the side hurriedly moved the umbrella in his hand.The rain dripped down the edge of the umbrella. Pei Qing wore a black robe and was as tall as a sword. Through the dripping rain, he looked at the wide open courtyard door without any waves in his eyes.

One of them trotted to kneel in front of Pei Qing and said, "The palm prints are all there."

Pei Qing's eyebrows moved slightly, staring at the dancing flames, she said with some impatience, "Let Wei Ping clean up."

"Yes."

After a while, the flames faded away.Only then did Pei Qing walk in, and the person holding an umbrella followed carefully.

The houses in the courtyard collapsed, stained with scorched black.The heavy rain washed blood everywhere, and the stench of the rain was mixed with a bloody smell that could not be ignored.

Pei Qing glanced at the few people who were tied up in the courtyard, then at the scattered corpses, and finally her eyes fell on Wei Ping.

"Is it all here?"

"Reporting to the Lord, it's all here."

Wei Ping lifted the collar of one person, and brought him to Pei Qing as if to invite credit: "My lord, this person is the chief envoy."

Pei Qing raised her eyelids to look at the man without much interest, then waved Wei Ping to take him away.

"Do things cleanly."

Pei Qing looked at the mess in the courtyard, and a little disgust flashed in her eyes.

Wei Ping's heart trembled, and he quickly knelt down and said, "Yes, please forgive me, Lord."

Pei Qing lowered her eyelids, and slowly turned her fingers: "Okay, let's take them all away."

"I'll leave it to you, and take it easy."

"Yes!"

Song Qing'an actually couldn't hear what they said, she only saw Pei Qing standing in the shocking scene, and the person who caused all this bowed his head in front of Pei Qing.

Suddenly, she wondered whether it was the same situation in Changle Palace a few days ago.

Seeing that Pei Qing was about to take someone away, Song Qing'an wanted to open his mouth, but for some reason his voice became hoarse.

She was silent for a while before whispering: "Brother, is it on purpose?"

Only then did Song Qinghuai turn his head and look: "Yes."

"So brother still doesn't believe me."

Song Qing'an's tone was extremely calm, and Song Qinghuai felt a slight pain in his heart, but it didn't show on his face: "No, I just want Yue'er to see him clearly."

"In this way... you can completely stay away from him."

Song Qingan lowered his eyelashes, feeling a sense of sadness in his eyes.

Compared to the Pei Qing she had seen in the Prison Division before, this kind of him seemed even more terrifying.

Even if he did it himself in the prison department, but here, he didn't do anything.

This is the path she chose, a path of no return.

Song Qing'an has always known that if she offends Pei Qing, what will be waiting for her.

"I will remember my brother's entrustment."

Song Qing'an closed his eyes, held Song Qinghuai tightly with one hand, and his words drifted into the rain.

But brother, I can no longer escape.

"But brother, what can we do to deal with him?"

Song Qing'an looked at the sedan chair going away, his tone was indifferent.Song Qinghuai followed her gaze, his eyes narrowed slightly: "This is not what Yue'er should worry about."

"Elder brother doesn't know either."

Song Qing'an smiled a little, stretched out her arm, and let the rain hit her hand: "Brother, you can't protect me forever."

"If you want to do anything, it will definitely attract his attention. When I am in the palace, I will be dealt with first."

Song Qinghuai tightened his hand holding the umbrella handle, his knuckles turned slightly white: "Then I'll see you off."

"Go? Where?"

Song Qing'an withdrew his hand, looked sideways, the coolness in his pupils made Song Qinghuai startled: "As long as... is not done yet, this world will belong to him."

Song Qinghuai was silent and sighed for a long time.

"Brother, I know what to do, don't worry about me."

"I just don't want you to suffer anymore."

Song Qinghuai's eyes flickered: "After my mother left, I also left Beijing. After all these years, I am ashamed of you."

"It's not my brother's fault." Song Qing'an took his hand holding the umbrella handle, "Don't mention these words again, brother, I will handle the affairs in the palace for you."

"Qing'an!"

Song Qinghuai's heart skipped a beat, and he saw Song Qingan get up and jump down without warning.

He hurriedly followed, only to realize that Song Qing'an was already protected by Zhu Yan and Lin Yuan below.

"Look, brother, I have a sense of proportion."

Song Qing'an could still joke with him, but Song Qinghuai was really scared.

Just caring would cause chaos, he forgot for a moment that Linyuan and the others were always nearby, and it was impossible for Song Qingan to have anything happen to him.

He rubbed his forehead and pinched Song Qing'an's face severely.

"go back."

Song Qinghuai's voice was extremely cold, but Song Qing'an followed with a smile, unaffected at all.

Brother, this is considered... almost allowed, right?

Most of the people in Beijing knew what happened here. When Song Qinghuai took Song Qingan back, the whole journey was terribly silent.When we got to the lake, the original brightly lit painting boats were much dimmed, as if we were afraid of being too ostentatious to attract something.

Song Qing'an still got a little wet and was taken to the room to take a shower.

She fell limply into the tub, her heart was tensed and relaxed, and she felt a sudden exhaustion.

The rising milky white water vapor enveloped her, Song Qingan picked up the hot water and gently washed her neck.

Ever since she met Pei Qing, it seemed that a deadly threat had always accompanied her.

But as time passed... Pei Qing gradually softened, almost making her forget this feeling.Even the last time she deliberately provoked Pei Qing's anger to get him to attack, she didn't feel afraid.

Song Qing'an suddenly realized that it seemed that she hadn't been afraid of this threat all along.

Her face was faintly reflected on the surface of the water, Song Qingan lowered her eyes, the color of her eyes gradually became strange.

(End of this chapter)