Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 367 Prepare for the funeral
The sore eyes couldn't bear it any longer. Xia Qingge bit her lips tightly to suppress her tears. She once said that tears are reserved for the weak, and she doesn't want to be weak, so she doesn't need this kind of thing with well-developed lacrimal glands, but now , She finally knew what instinctive heartache was.

Her whole body seemed to be convulsed, and all the surrounding blood vessels and meridians were constricted. She didn't know how to describe her complicated and sad mood now. She only knew that this pain was annoyance, hatred, despair after burning hope, and wanting to be big. The grief of crying, but now she can only suppress these emotions in her heart.

When Wushuang saw the corners of Xia Qingge's clothes protruding from his side, his already pale and bloodless face was as white as paper, without the slightest trace of warmth from a living person.

"No, how is it possible? No!" Wushuang cried out in pain, kneeling on the ground and vigorously peeling off the arm that was bared with a sleeve, Jing Ming pulled her up and comforted her distressedly, "Wu Shuang, don't you In this way, Xichun must not want to see you in such a mess, I will send you and the young lady back first, and I will send someone to pick her up later."

Wushuang was silent for a while, big tears rolled down, and the inside of Shunzi was full of water vapor. She glanced at Jing Ming, then pushed him away, and knelt down beside Xia Qingge again, "Jing Ming is right, miss, Xichun definitely doesn't want us to just appear by her side, let's go back first!"

The too calm Wushuang made Jing Ming frowned involuntarily, and turned to look at Xia Qingge, who had a frosty face, like a thousand years of ice, without a trace of warmth.The tears that circled her eyes were forced to hold back and did not fall, but Shun Zi, who did not blink, revealed that her grief at this time was definitely the heaviest of the three of them.

Standing up slowly, Xia Qingge kept staring at the exposed half of his sleeve on the ground, never looked at Wushuang and Jing Ming, and said coldly, "Go back! Jing Ming, send someone to take Xichun back, I miss her Definitely don't like this place."

"Yes!"

After staying up all night, the three of them were already exhausted. Xia Qingge stood still on the spot, blood and mud mixed together, causing her original pair of green and jade hands to be deeply buried. Looking at the palm of her hand, it was no different from her current situation. Xia Qingge was silent for a while and slowly said, "It hurts, I know you hurt, so we have to keep this pain in our hearts, so that we can avenge Xichun as soon as possible." avenge!"

Wushuang's nose was sore. When Xia Qingge suppressed the hatred in her heart and said a seemingly calm sentence, she couldn't hold it back anymore, and threw herself into Xia Qingge's arms, "Miss, Xichun will definitely hear it." If you say it, you will definitely do it!"

Xia Qingge could feel the trembling of Wushuang's body hugging her, and the discomfort in her heart, as she clenched her hands unconsciously.

When they returned to Zixia Courtyard, the leader of Twelve Stars was already waiting in Xia Qingge's room.

"Miss, the fake Xichun has already confessed in full. She was ordered by the third lady of the Xia Mansion to steal the lady's golden hairpin. Before you went to Hengshan, miss, Miss Xia once came to Zixia Courtyard. He found that there were people watching in the dark of the whole yard, so he changed his plan of stealing at night, and used this method of pretending to be real to replace Xichun without anyone noticing, and killed Xichun Buried in the back mountain."

Xia Qingge didn't say a word, walked to the first chair and sat down, then raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him, "Are you the leader of Twelve Stars?"

"Miss Hui, thanks to the trust of the master, this subordinate will take on the position of the leader of the Twelve Stars!"

"What's your name?" Xia Qingge nodded, and continued to ask, but her eyes were as deep as the sea, and she couldn't see what she was thinking at this moment.

"Miss, just call your subordinate Jing Mo!"

"Okay, Jing Mo obeys the order, now I order you, go down and prepare two boxes, cut off the hands and feet of the woman pretending to be Xichun, remember, you can't let her die immediately." Xia Qingge sneered.

"Yes, Miss, do you want one box for her limbs and another box for the rest of her body?"

Xia Qingge glanced at Jing Mo appreciatively, "It's no wonder your master is so useful, he did as you said, and delivered the gift I prepared for my third younger sister on time tonight."

Jing Mo cupped his hands and said, "Yes, this subordinate will do it now." In the past, he didn't know why his master would fall in love with the woman in front of him, but now, just the aura emanating from her body made him feel admiration In his heart, he seemed to understand why his master was attracted to her!
After Jing Mo left, Jing Ming immediately stepped forward, "Miss, this subordinate is going down to do some business first, you and Wu Shuang should rest for a while!"

Xia Qingge sat on the seat with a haggard look on her face. She glanced at Wushuang and felt extremely guilty. Both Xichun and Wushuang were the most trustworthy people around her. Now that Xichun died tragically because of her, revenge is only to relieve the grief for a while Forget it, from this matter, Xia Qingge finally understood a truth. In this society where the weak eat the strong, if she doesn't take action, there will be countless hands pointing at her. An Yi does not belong to her. It's all the bloody lessons she has seen, so from now on, she must preemptively strike. For the sake of the people around her, she must fight back.

Looking up at Jingming, "Go, I will give orders later to set up a mourning hall for Xichun in the Zixia Courtyard. She died for me, and even if she leaves, I will let her be buried gracefully!"

"Yes!" Jing Ming stopped persuading, turned and left the room.

After he left, Xia Qingge turned to look at Wushuang who had been silent all this time. She knew that Wushuang must be in more pain than her now!Standing up, Xia Qingge walked to Wushuang's side and looked at her quietly, "Go down and wash it up, we're going to send Xichun away with a smile, I think she definitely doesn't want us to have a sad face."

With her head down, Wushuang hid her tears under her thick eyelashes, choked up, and nodded her head, "Yes, the servant will wait for the young lady to clean up first, and then go down immediately."

"No need, I can do it myself!" Xia Qingge shook his head, "Go down quickly, there are still many things to do later."

After Wushuang paused for a while, seeing Xia Qingge's insistence, she had no choice but to nod in response, turned around and walked out of Xia Qingge's room.

After Wushuang left, Xia Qingge swung the flying snow brocade silk in his hand and headed towards the door, which closed with a sound.

Only when Xia Qingge was alone in the room did she reveal all her fragility and grief, and she slumped powerlessly on the ground. Xia Qingge hugged herself tightly, tears kept falling, and her lungs seemed to explode, burning her whole body.

Why?Why did Xichun die for her?She would rather be buried deep in the ground than herself instead of her!

(End of this chapter)