Touching the grave and shocking the marriage, the coffin man came up on the couch

Chapter 132 Long Qingjue's Inverse Scale 2
It turned out that this was the so-called slapping, and Leng Ran already understood without opening his eyes, that even his ten fingers would not be able to get better.

Ten fingers connected to heart, did Long Aotian want her to deeply remember the pain in her fingers, so that she would not want to stand beside Long Qingjue?

What a cruel heart!
Every time the needle was stabbed hard, Leng Ran let out a heavy muffled groan.

Soon, the index finger, middle finger, ring finger... Pain came one after another. Leng Ran didn't struggle or resist, and was powerless to struggle and resist again. He just closed his eyes quietly, letting the tears of pain on his body not go away. Out of control, a name was silently shouted from the bottom of my heart: Long Qingjue, if I die like this, will you think of me occasionally?
Seeing Leng Ran's bloody ten fingers and Leng Ran's already pale little face dripping with cold sweat, the four old women couldn't bear to feel distressed, they all stopped their movements and looked at the old slave beside them.

The old slave narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyes were always fixed on the blood dripping from Leng Ran, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the four old women are not ghosts, but she is, she is the wronged soul who follows the master At this time, Leng Ran's blood is undoubtedly a fatal temptation for her.

Delicious blood...

"The old man said that this girl used foxy tricks to confuse the prince. You must show her some color. How can this degree of injury be enough?"

The old slave stretched out her long tongue and licked off the blood on her fingers, her smile became ferocious, and her eyes became extremely greedy.

The pain had already spread to every part of Leng Ran's body. At this moment, she was completely powerless. If she hadn't been held up by a few old mothers, she might have already limp to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"If something happens to me, Long Qing will never let you go." Leng Ran's voice was already weak like a puff of smoke, even if the breeze blows, it will disperse and disappear without a trace.

The old slave was startled at first, and then "huh" coldly, she is covered by the old lady, what could be the matter, since this girl is so stubborn and not afraid of death, it seems that she really wants to Give her a little bit of power and see.

Maybe I can drink more blood, the blood of the daughter of the Taiyin is not so easy to get, God help me!

"Continue to slap until this girl passes out!"

The old slave carefully caught the dripping blood with a basin while giving orders.

The old women all frowned and looked at each other. Although they all knew that this woman was the one the prince cared about, but the master asked them to give her some flair, they didn't dare to disobey the order, so they could only insist on it. Go on with your scalp.

When Long Qingjue came back from the outside, the sun had already set, thinking that Leng Ran might not have had dinner, Long Qingjue frowned, and walked quickly to Dongyuan.

I haven't seen her all day today, the corners of my mouth are slightly raised, I must accompany her to have dinner to make up for it.

Stepping briskly into the courtyard, the maids were preparing dinner, and when they saw Long Qingjue saluting one after another, they hid away, fearing that the prince would anger him.

Regarding the abnormal behavior of the maids, Long Qingjue frowned slightly, and went straight into Leng Ran's room.

Pushing open the door, it was eerily quiet inside.

Long Qing couldn't help frowning slightly, and strode towards the back room, but his intuition was already telling him.Leng Ran was not in the room.

Looking around, Long Qingjue's brows became tighter and tighter. Leng Ran was indeed not there, even the mattress was cold, and there was no sign of anyone moving it.

Feeling inexplicably startled, Long Qingjue asked loudly and eagerly before he could reach the door, "Where is the concubine?"

The servant guarding the door couldn't help trembling when he heard Long Qingjue's eager voice, and replied, "Wang... Wangfei was invited by the Grand Master, and she hasn't come back yet."

"Why didn't anyone tell me?" While speaking, Long Qingjue had strode towards the door.

The servant trembled again, lowered his head and replied, "The little one wanted to inform the prince, but was blocked from the door."

"A bunch of idiots, that's how you manage things?" Long Qingjue's pupils shrank suddenly, and he clenched his hands into fists and cursed in a low voice.

The slaves and maids did not dare to make a sound, and knelt on the ground one after another, for fear that the prince would be angry.

Long Qing never wasted time on this group of idiots, and went straight to Long Aotian's courtyard.

He who never knew what to pray for was now praying strongly in his heart: Ran'er, you must be fine, you must be fine. ...

As soon as they entered the courtyard, the servants shivered when they saw Long Qingjue striding towards him full of hostility, and immediately reported to the old man and Chu Yuqing.

"My lord, the old man just took a rest, you wait a moment, the little one will report to the old man now"

There was cold sweat on the butler's forehead. Although his whole body was trembling, he had no choice but to stand up and stop Long Qingjue.

There is no way, the old man has specifically explained, and now that Chu Yuqing is not here, in order to set up an enchantment to prevent that monster, he must guard where, so this thankless task that may lose his life fell to him. body.

He was terrified in his heart, but even though he was terrified, Long Qingjue's face was only dark at this time. If he rushed in and saw Leng Ran's miserable appearance, he didn't know what would happen, maybe...

"When is it your turn to order this king?" Long Qingjue raised his thick eyebrows, and his deep eyebrows were full of majesty and hostility that could not be resisted.

Although Long Qingjue always had a dark face in the palace on weekdays, but he didn't have such a frightening appearance at this time.

On the spot, the butler's legs went limp and spread aside.

Long Qing never looked at the butler again, and strode into Long Aotian's room.

Push open one after another door, draw one after another curtain.With his keen intuition and sense of smell, Long Qingjue strongly felt the smell of blood in the air, looking for the place where the blood came from, he approached step by step and finally opened the door of the secret room of Long Aotian's study.

As soon as the door was opened, a more intense smell of blood came to the nostrils, even with a faint breath, which was so subtle that people couldn't detect it, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

As soon as Long Qingjue lowered his head, it was as if his whole heart was tightly grasped by a big hand like iron pincers, and it became tighter and tighter, so tight that he even had difficulty breathing.

"Ran'er..."

The dim corner fox, Leng Ran quietly turned her back to him, curled up and lay on her side on the ground, her hair was disheveled, and on the beige marble under her were patches of plum red colored by blood, then Dazzling, instantly burned Long Qingjue's eyes.

Striding forward, Long Qingjue knelt down beside Leng Ran with a "plop", "Ran'er..."

There was no answer, no sound, he couldn't even feel her breathing or her heartbeat.

A great panic that had never been seen surged over, instantly submerging Long Qingjue.

Leaning over, Long Qingjue carefully picked up Leng Ran who was curled up on the ground, and then Leng Ran's ten fingers stained with coagulated blood came into his eyes.

Heart began to tremble uncontrollably, trembling violently.

Raising his hand, Long Qingjue carefully brought Leng Ran's blood-stained finger to his lips, but he didn't dare to kiss. Looking down at her pale and peaceful face, a tear fell uncontrollably It dripped on Leng Ran's pale face.

"Jue'er." When Long Aotian hurried over from the bedroom.

When he saw Long Qingjue who was crying because of a woman, he couldn't help being shocked, from anger to trembling.

He was angry that his son was so affectionate, and his body could not help shaking. He had never seen Long Qingjue at this time, even when his mother and concubine passed away, he was never so sad.

Long Qingjue slowly raised his eyes and glanced at Long Aotian, his eyes were cold and full of powerful resentment, as if he wanted to make an enemy of the whole world.

With just one glance, Long Aotian withdrew his gaze, gently hugged Leng Ran, and turned around.

"Jue'er, this girl is so clueless, dad just disciplined her a little bit." Long Aotian's voice was still low and full of immeasurable majesty, but there was a trace of guilt and panic that had never been seen before.

The corner of Long Qingjue's mouth twitched coldly, he hugged Leng Ran tightly and strode away without stopping.

Dongyuan, all the imperial physicians from the imperial hospital were invited, making the originally quiet courtyard suddenly noisy.

All the Chinese and Western doctors in the old house were urgently called to Shang Fangyan's courtyard, and the originally quiet courtyard suddenly became noisy.

Looking at the imperial doctors who were helping Leng Ran to bandage the wound, Long Qing was absolutely unable to help.

The sword eyebrows were locked tightly, and the fists in the sleeves were rubbed tighter and tighter.

He never expected that something would happen if he kept her by his side, under his nose. He should be damned. He said he would give her a world, but why didn't he do it.

Looking at the person on the soft couch with pale face and frowning, Long Qingjue felt more and more uncomfortable.

Regarding his father's actions, Long Qingjue has never really disobeyed, but he has hurt Ran'er time and time again. He, Long Qing, is by no means a saint, and he will have rebellious scales.

And Leng Ran is his current Ni Lin.

Xiyuan raccoon.

Gu Qingmiao was lying on the imperial concubine's soft couch and was recuperating. She had contracted a cold because she had framed Leng Ran and fell into the water.

But when she heard the news that Qing'er's maid said in her ear, she almost jumped up from the soft couch, the excitement and pleasure bursting out from those eyes were so obvious.

"Is what you said true?"

"I've gone to see you, Dongyuan is full of imperial physicians. I heard that several bones in my hand are broken. If I want to come back to life, I'm afraid it will be impossible." Qing'er said, with the corners of her mouth raised A smug smile.

"Hahaha, God help me, this bitch deserves to die!"

Gu Qingmiao felt indescribably happy, originally she was still worried that she would be angered by Long Qingjue for not killing Leng Ran.

Well now, Long Aotian came forward, even if Leng Ran really died, it was a matter between their father and son.

(End of this chapter)