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Chapter 104 Fury

Xiao was very quick and collected all the articles in two days.

The main thing is that the other party is very flamboyant. He wants every poem and every article to be known to the world.

All men of letters would have a few articles that moved them. The young ladies in various mansions also liked to use Mr. Shen's articles when practicing calligraphy.

After Mu Qingqing received it, she began to sort it out one by one.

It was not until midnight that Han Chen quietly opened the door and made a gesture to silence Banxia who was about to speak.

Looking at Mu Qingqing's serious expression, he sat on the chair next to her and watched quietly.

Mu Qingqing sometimes frowned, and sometimes looked cheerful, with a very rich expression.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Qingqing slapped her hands on the table and stood up, with a bone-chilling coldness in her eyes.

The table was covered with papers, and there were a few lines of words under each article.

"I am Shen Ao... Fenglinyuan, save me... Stupid, I've been deceived... Save me, I don't want to die..."

Looking at the increasingly desperate words above, Mu Qingqing could feel that person's pain.

Mu Qingqing picked up the paper with the address written on it with trembling hands.

"Banxia, ​​help me call Master Lu and ask her to go and invite King Han!"

She didn't look up, and no one answered. She thought someone had accidentally fallen asleep. The moment she raised her head, Mu Qingqing and King Han looked into each other's eyes.

King Han looked at the paper in front of him thoughtfully, then grabbed her arm and sat down.

"Don't worry Qingqing, I'll send someone to rescue you right away!"

He didn't ask Qingqing how she knew the solution to this acrostic poem. He trusted her wholeheartedly.

He called Chen Yao in and asked him to secretly send the secret guards from Prince Han's mansion to rescue people.

Mu Qingqing let King Han give her orders, nestled in his arms, and slowly calmed down.

After Chen Yao left, Mu Qingqing looked at Han Chen, "Han Chen, that Mr. Shen is a demon. He must have imprisoned people. These poems may not have been written by him."

King Han nodded, "I know, don't worry, I will rescue him. You've worked hard all day and haven't eaten anything, right? Banxia is going to the kitchenette."

Mu Qingqing did feel hungry. Just now, she had put all her concentration into deciphering the acrostic poem and did not feel hungry at all. Now, her stomach was rumbling and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Han Chen felt the person in his arms tremble slightly, and couldn't help asking, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Do you need to call a doctor?"

Mu Qingqing took a deep breath, her face turned pale, but she still shook her head and refused.

"I'm fine, my stomach is just a little uncomfortable because of hunger."

King Han observed the other party carefully and found that he did not seem to be faking it, so he did not call the imperial physician.

Soon, Banxia brought some dishes, and Mu Qingqing and King Han sat together and started eating.

Mu Qingqing was eating absentmindedly, thinking about Shen Ao, wondering how he was doing!

There is a basement in a remote courtyard of the Shen family. Mr. Shen is looking at the man lying on the ground with bruises all over his body and his face covered with scars.

"Haha, Shen Ao, I didn't expect you to have this day. Haha, you and I came from the same place back then, so why are you a genius? Is it because Xiucai is your father?"

Shen Xiucai's eyes were filled with twisted and perverted hatred. "Haha, so what if you're a genius? Aren't you imprisoned by me until today? So what if you're good-looking? Tsk tsk, haven't I ruined your face?"

Shen Ao lowered his head, with murderous intent in his eyes. Yes, why? They were from the same village. His father was a scholar and his mother was kind. She saw that Shen Ping and his mother were pitiful, so she exempted Shen Ping's tuition.

He took good care of them on weekdays. When he went to Beijing to take the imperial examination, Shen Ping begged his parents on his knees, and his father took him with him and provided him with the same food and clothing as him.

It was just like this that Shen Ping had the idea of ​​killing. His father was killed, and his mother and himself were imprisoned. In order to save his mother, he had to write articles and poems for Shen Ping. He helped Shen Ping become a scholar, but this man refused to let them go, and kept them imprisoned here, and would come to find him every once in a while.

If it weren't for his mother, he would have committed suicide long ago.

Poor Shen Ao, his mother was killed a long time ago.

Shen Ao's eyes were filled with despair. Was he going to be imprisoned for life? How come those people hadn't discovered the acrostic poem yet without seeing the sun? Didn't they say that people in the capital were smart?

I should have made it simpler.

Shen Ping had a smug look in his eyes as he ordered his servants, "Give him a good lesson, but don't kill him!"

"Yes, Master!"

Bang, there was a loud noise, and the door above the basement was kicked down, causing dust to fly.

Shen Ping's face turned red with anger, "Who are you? Don't you know that I'm busy?"

He thought it was just Xiao Si, the servant at home!

Suddenly, several people came down from above, and the leader was Chen Yao.

Seeing the various criminal detentions in the room, even he, who had seen big scenes before, couldn't help but gasp.

Chen Yao stretched out his hand and looked at Shen Ping, "Kill everyone else except him."

Shen Ping was so scared that he trembled all over. He pretended to be calm and said, "Who are you? This is the emperor's feet. I'm going to sue you for trespassing!"

Chen Yao snorted coldly, not wanting to even give the other party a look, "We are the perverts of the Han Palace, you can sue us as you like!"

The secret guard behind him stepped forward, and soon the basement was filled with the smell of blood.

Shen Ao sat up slowly with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Chen Yao looked down at him and said, "Change his clothes and take him out."

"Yes, my lord."

Shen Ping's mouth was stuffed with a rag. He hadn't come back to his senses yet. It turned out to be someone from the Han Palace. The God of War was also the terrifying God of Death. Why did the Han King save Shen Ao? What was his purpose?
Shen Ping's brain was in a mess and his mind was blank.

The two were pulled to the ground, and Shen Ao saw Shen Ping's mother kneeling there.

With overwhelming hatred in his eyes, he rushed forward and kicked the other person in the chest, causing the other person to violently spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Where is my mother? Where did you hide her?"

The woman's mouth was bleeding, and she suddenly laughed out loud, "Haha, your mother? Your mother died a long time ago, and she and your father have all gone to hell."

Tears flowed from the woman's eyes, and she looked at Shen Ao with hatred in her eyes, "It's all your fault, you deserve it, you should have gone to hell long ago, go to hell!"

Shen Ao's body swayed, his face turned pale, and he collapsed to the ground.

"It's all because of you. Why can your mother marry a scholar, while I become an unlucky person who brings bad luck to my husband?"

"Haha, my son has to rely on you for his schooling, and I have to watch you bully me. You deserve it, haha, you deserve to go to hell!"

Shen Ao looked at the other party in disbelief. His parents' help to them was like a joke. They were demons, demons.

Shen Aomang spat out a mouthful of blood, and Chen Yao quickly fed him a pill.

"Don't die, don't you want to see them go to hell? Your mother's body hasn't been found yet."

At this moment, the little girl next to him burst into tears and pointed at Shen Ao, "Woo woo, you are a devil, a devil from hell, don't kill my mother, brother, brother save us!"

(End of this chapter)