Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 843 If You Are Well, You Will Be a Thunderbolt (2)
Yuan Huanzhi gritted his teeth, the man has gold under his knees, but there is not much time at the moment, when the imperial army arrives, he can only jump off the cliff and die.

Kneeling in the rain with a plop, he said in pain, "I'm sorry about your parents, but I've already explained that Xia Mingxuan is your brother, the only relative, no matter how much I pay, I will keep him safe nothing."

After speaking, Yuan Huanzhi glanced around.

I don't know where his subordinates are, if he doesn't catch Xia Mingxuan in advance, it's easy to get rid of him, so let's coax him first, and let's talk after he can pass the current stage.

In a word, Xia Ruoxue was hesitant. The account between her and Yuan Huanzhi was unclear, and the death of her parents was very strange. Maybe Mo Yan played tricks on it and deliberately provoked the relationship between the two.

Yuan Huanzhi is a narrow-minded person who must repay his flaws. He knelt down for his son today, presumably out of hatred. Once she returns to the Northland, it will be her death.

"Ruoxue, don't trust him!"

A familiar voice sounded, and Xia Ruoxue, who was in deep thought, turned her head, wiped the rain off her face, and finally saw clearly that the person who came was her only relative, her eldest brother Xia Mingxuan.

Yuan Huanzhi secretly thought it was not good, and hated this person for coming out to disrupt the situation at the most critical time.

"Brother, why did you come here?"

Xia Ruoxue grabbed the rope on Feng Wan'er's body and smiled sinisterly. If she met Lord Yan today, she would blame no one but herself for her bad luck. When she met Yuan Huanzhi, the women who were related to him were basically dead. The situation is miserable, Feng Wan'er alone is not too many.

"Well, there are people following on the road, so it's delayed."

When the pilgrims were all running down the mountain, someone followed him up the mountain, and Xia Mingxuan quickly felt something was wrong.

Recently, the days have been too peaceful, so peaceful that it was strange, so he raised his vigilance in his heart.

After going up the mountain, there was a man in black blocking the way, and the man was stopped, and a young novice took him to the meditation room, where he met Master Wu Neng.

"Your grandfather is a good man. Without his help back then, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"There is cause and effect in the world, you and your sister should take care of themselves, and must not go astray again."

Master Wu Neng arranged the route for him to escape from the Great Compassion Temple, and promised him that even if the Imperial Forest Army came to arrest them, they would try their best to ensure the safety of their brothers and sisters.

"You don't have to thank me, I'm here to repay you."

Before Xia Mingxuan left, he heard a heavy sigh in the meditation room.

This matter made Master Wu Neng difficult, and he was not happy, but their brothers and sisters were desperate, and Wan Qi Yuling would not let him go.

Thinking of the escape plan given by Master Wu Neng, Xia Mingxuan felt much more at ease. He bypassed Yuan Huanzhi and came to Xia Ruoxue's side. The brother and sister looked at each other and nodded tacitly.

Not afraid of procrastinating, Wanqi Yuling and Mo Yan were waiting, but they moved too slowly.

"Xia Mingxuan, without my people protecting you, do you think you have a chance to meet Xia Ruoxue?"

Yuan Huanzhi became more and more flustered and irritable. He spat out a mouthful of blood and said angrily, "Are you going to be a white-eyed wolf?"

"Protect?"

Xia Mingxuan laughed loudly, protecting him, letting the noble son of the Marquis of Yongping dress up as a beggar and hide in the ruined temple for several days, is there anyone who protects people like this?

Fortunately, he is not stupid, knowing that Yuan Huanzhi's people are unreliable, he thought of a way to escape, and covered himself up by marrying Zhou Qian'er.

The footsteps under the mountain were getting closer, Yuan Huanzhi couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood, he knew clearly in his heart that Xia Ruoxue would not let his heir go.

It's just that he prepared for the worst and made the last effort, so he no longer pretended to be himself, but said frankly, "Tell me, let my son go, what are the conditions."

"condition?"

Xia Ruoxue pursed her lips and smiled, looked at the desperate Feng Wan'er lying on the ground, and said with a smile, "If you kill her, I'll let your heir go, how about it?"

Very interesting, more and more interesting, haha!
This was the time when Xia Ruoxue was in the best mood in a few years.

Let Yuan Huanzhi's parents and children see with their own eyes how Yuan Huanzhi killed his mother. Even if they can bring him back, they will leave an indelible mark, and there will be many scenes of fratricide in the future.

"really?"

Yuan Huanzhi seemed to be assessing the authenticity of Xia Ruoxue's words. With such a simple request, would he let his heir go?
"Really, I swear."

Wan Tu Yuling's people arrived later, and if she let it go, it didn't mean that the father and son could escape successfully.

The escape route designed by Master Wu Neng is only suitable for two people, and it has been prepared for her and Xia Mingxuan for a long time.

The rain water poured into the soil on the hillside, forming a large cloud of water vapor.

Feng Wan'er was lying on the edge of the cliff in one posture, her vision was hazy and blurry, she struggled to spit out the handkerchief in her mouth, and cried, "Yuan Lang, promise her, let me die, let me die, as long as we can save our son, I do!"

"Mother, don't!"

The young monk, who was only a few years old, was already very sensible. He cried for a while, and looked at Yuan Huanzhi with sharp eyes, "What are you doing here? You haven't cared about our mother and child for so many years. Our life on the mountain is good. Why did you show up?" ?”

"This……"

Yuan Huanzhi knew he was wrong. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't have children, he wouldn't have remembered that he still had incense.

Asu loves him so much, he has to leave offspring, Cheng Huan's knees.If Asu were to go out to find a wild man, not to mention the cuckold on his head, but also let the wild man take over his position, he would absolutely not tolerate it.

"Clap clap clap..."

Xia Ruoxue applauded and looked at this scene with a smile. The scene of father and son fighting each other is the most loving. If it wasn't for the time limit, she would like to stay a little longer, "Don't waste time, I have already made my request clear!"

"You can't kill my mother, I don't recognize you as my father, you are a beast!"

The little monk twisted his body crazily, his eyes protruded round and round, he couldn't move, so he had to move towards the edge of the cliff.

Xia Ruoxue saw that it was not good, so she hurriedly said, "Yuan Huanzhi, you want him to live, hurry up!"

The scene was chaotic for a while, Feng Wan'er burst into tears and choked up, "Yuan Lang, you can do it, and treat our son well in the future. I am satisfied to die in your hands."

Not seen for many years, Yuan Huanzhi has been living in her mind and loves him deeply, so even if she can die in his arms, it is a gift from God.

Xia Ruoxue suddenly thought of herself, and she suddenly couldn't laugh. Back then, she had naively thought that if she could die in Wanqi Yuling's arms, her life would not be in vain.

There are too many stupid women, and the most unlucky men in the world.

Yuan Huanzhi blinked, indifferent. There were too many women who had sexual relations with him. If it weren't for the rich wealth of the Feng family, who asked his subordinates to carry money every year, he couldn't remember such a person.

Whoever it is is not as important as his offspring.

As for whether there is a woman who has ever been tempted in this life, Yuan Huanzhi really has to think about this question repeatedly.

what is loveIs it a good match or is it worth using?Marriage from a high family depends on the background of the other party, and the same is true for parents.

Giving up everything, identity, status, and even the country for a woman, how heartless is this person?
Yuan Huanzhi's previous impression of Wanqi Yuling was unfathomable and ingenious.

Later, a series of actions towards Mo Yan made him feel that Wanqi Yuling was just an ordinary man who wrote a contract of sale for a woman and was willing to fall off a cliff to abandon his throne. water.

Feng Wan'er was pushed to Yuan Huanzhi's side by Xia Ruoxue, she tried to make herself smile, looking more relaxed.

"Mom, don't die, don't!"

The little monk couldn't bear the pressure and started to cry. He couldn't believe that this man was his father.

Mother said that father is a great hero who defends the territory, but the person in front of him is clearly a sinner collaborating with the enemy and treason, how could it be his father?
It must be a mistake, absolutely impossible!He won't admit it.

"Remember to listen to your father's words in the future, you know?"

Feng Wan'er scowled with a straight face, after she died, she could only rely on Yuan Huanzhi to raise the child, it would be bad if there was a rift between father and son because of her.

Just as they were at a stalemate, several figures flashed on the mountain road.

Wan Teng Yuling held a huge oil-paper umbrella on top of Mo Yan's head. The husband and wife went up the mountain hand in hand, with the Imperial Forest Army and guards behind them.

Everyone took a shortcut up the mountain, faster than expected.

Seeing someone coming, Yuan Huanzhi calculated his chances of escaping, and decided to follow in Xia Ruoxue's footsteps.

Because from just now, Xia Ruoxue deliberately delayed the time and waited for someone to come. Yuan Huanzhi deduced that she already had a solid plan.

"Cousin, it's been a long time. How are you doing recently?"

Xia Ruoxue stared closely at the intertwined hands of the two, and smiled ironically. A couple with a truly harmonious relationship would not show their affection in public, no matter how you look at it, it was done deliberately.

Mo Yan felt a little uncomfortable, and broke away from Wan Qi Yuling's hand, but he held it even tighter.

He was sending her internal energy just to keep her warm, while half of his body was raining, and even his long eyelashes were stained with crystal raindrops.

Xia Mingxuan's heart began to beat wildly. He saw his cousin, the person he had loved for many years.

"It's been pretty good lately."

Mo Yan took out a handkerchief from her bosom, and gently wiped the rainwater from Wanqi Yuling's side face.

Not to show affection, but at this time, this is the most important thing to her.

If it wasn't for her, how could there be half a mud spot on the always tidy emperor uncle?
The mountain road was steep and muddy, but he insisted on holding her up the mountain.

There is no need for two people to get along with each other, but they are considered by the crowd to be a show.

"Where's my cousin?"

Mo Yan turned her head to look at Wan Qi Yuling, her deep cold eyes were bottomless, and she didn't show any signs when she met an opponent like Yuan Huanzhi.

"It's a good day, happy and carefree."

The person she hates the most is right in front of her eyes, Xia Ruoxue tightly clenched her fists, she doesn't know martial arts, it is almost impossible to kill Mo Yan, but with the green hills around, she is not afraid that there will be no firewood, she believes that sooner or later she will kill Mo Yan Mo Yan's body was broken into thousands of pieces.

Escaping from the capital to the Northland, and then absconding from the Northland, the twists and turns and pains involved, only she knows.

Xia Ruoxue, who has always been strong, is stubborn and deliberately provocative. She has been in the capital for so long, but the other party didn't notice it. It's really bad.

"Oh!"

Mo Yan raised her head at a 45-degree angle sadly, sighed faintly, looked at the rain curtain in front of the umbrella, and said slowly, "If you are well, it will be a bolt from the blue."

Xia Ruoxue: ...

(End of this chapter)