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Chapter 162 It hurts
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Qing Kuo dragged Lian Xueyin back to the yard, Song Tanxi changed into plain clothes, and had thoughtfully prepared hot water and ginger soup for her.

Qing Kuo supported Lian Xueyin to walk into the house, and asked Song Tanxi as she walked, "How is your brother?"

"He hasn't woken up yet, but I asked Miss Liu, and Miss Liu said he's fine." Song Tanxi replied.

Qing Chuan replied: "That's good."

Then, seeing the plain clothes on her body, she suddenly remembered: "How is your father's funeral arranged?"

"King Ning has already pardoned the sins of the female family members. Mother and the others have taken father to the second uncle's house, and they have settled down." Song Tanxi saluted Qingzhi: "I would also like to thank the master for rectifying my father's name."

The prefect of Song had merits and demerits, but it was not his intention that he was bewitched by the demon way. It was the greatest consolation to the Song family that he was not allowed to leave with a bad reputation.

If it wasn't for the green tree, probably Song Zhifu didn't know why until his death.

It is even more impossible to get the understanding of the people.

"You are sad. I have nothing to do here these two days. I will ask someone to send you and your brother back to your second uncle. You will give your father a good ride. I will not leave Lingzhou for a few days. When I leave, If you are still willing to go with me, I will take you away. Just one thing, if your brother wakes up, he must go with me. I can't put him here. It is not a good thing for him. If you want Go back and talk to your mother and them clearly."

Qing Kuo helped Lian Xueyin into the bathroom, turned her head and said to Song Tanxi.

Song Tanxi didn't expect Qingkuang to let her go back at this time, she thought about it, and she did have something to tell her mother, and she wanted to see her father off, so she didn't act pretentiously, and gave Qingkua another salute, "Thank you, master, for your understanding." , I have decided that I will follow my master in the future without any second thoughts."

This is her promise. Although she is a woman and her fate is drifting in this world, she will never break her promise.

Qing Chuan waved his hand: "Go quickly, there are His Majesty's hidden guards in the courtyard, just call out."

"Yes."

After sending away Song Tanxi, Qing Kuo hurriedly took off the clothes for Lian Xueyin, was soaked in water all the way, and now she took off the clothes, still dripping with blood.

Qingzhu frowned, and when she took off Lian Xueyin's shirt, she couldn't help gasping.

Although she knew what Lian Xueyin said, she had a fight with someone, so there must be water.

But she never expected that his moisture could be so exaggerated.

Where did he get into a fight with someone, he was obviously beaten unilaterally.

His entire back was covered with brown-purple bloodstains, mottled and criss-crossed, and the original skin could hardly be seen. She could even clearly see that these were not ordinary welts, but seemed to be from the inside out, because the blood vessels Traces of cracking.

Then even the skin couldn't bear to be broken by the blood.

Qing Kuo's tears fell without warning.

She raised her hand in a panic and felt the warmth in the corner of her eyes, she was momentarily at a loss.

She had almost forgotten what it was like to cry. When the feelings in this body completely faded, she had long forgotten how to cry.

So what's wrong with her now?
Is it a physiological reaction?

But why did she still feel like she couldn't breathe.

It hurts, it hurts.

Qing Kuo trembled his hands, wanting to hug Lian Xueyin, but there was nowhere to put his hand down, the glaring bloodstains almost covered his entire back, blood oozing out continuously.

(End of this chapter)