Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 406

She was still indifferent, and she didn't want to open her eyes again to face this terrible thing.

With tears streaming down his face, he hissed in a low voice: "Forget it, if you don't feel sorry for your son, don't expect me to feel sorry for you. If you die, girl, I will drive Little Hutou out and let him fend for himself, roaming the world. Being bullied..."

The fireworks on New Year's Eve have been sporadic, and the first day of the new year will soon be ushered in.

The cold wind was howling outside, and the people around her were still silent. Even her eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with gray marks of death. The injury was so serious that she couldn't wipe it quietly at all. Her head and face were swollen, and she could no longer recognize her previous appearance.Qin Dawang stroked her trembling hand, and his rough hand touched the soft eyebrows, so lightly that if they touched her, they would shatter her soul.For many years, this woman, she was really tired, tired, and tortured.

It's not that she doesn't want to live, it's that she can't live.I can't live!
Those who hurt her!

Zhao Deji, Jin Wushu, Qin Hui! ! !
These ferocious faces flashed before her eyes one by one. These people harmed her, killed her, and persecuted her endlessly. People, after all, are flesh and blood, and cannot resist such a powerful violent institution.Violence under the state apparatus is the greatest violence, and it is justifiable, "the ruler and his ministers must die", overwhelming, irresistible, and even revenge is impossible.

revenge!

Girl, why don't you live to take revenge?
It's not your revenge, it's Lao Tzu who killed these damn beasts for you.

The girl is tired, she is so tired that she can't even open her eyes, how can she take revenge?The bloody smell on her body could not go away, it filled the room, nostrils, and the world.Blood, blood red, the blood red that destroyed her life.

A strong heartache and heartbreak flooded into his heart like a tide, he stopped growling completely, turned over, sat up again, and began to find all the elixir he could find to apply on her.There were hurried footsteps outside the door, it was An Zhigang's voice: "My lord, the doctor is here..."

King Qin opened the door ecstatically. In the twilight of dawn, standing beside Liu Zhiyong was an elderly doctor, blindfolded and plugged in. Liu Zhiyong carried a big medicine box for him.You don't need to ask, you know you must have been kidnapped.King Qin reached out his hand to remove his blindfold and earplugs, and said sharply: "Cure me quickly, I will be rewarded if I am cured." He was not talking empty words, and immediately handed over a bunch of gold leaves.The old Langzhong was taken captive on New Year's Eve, and he was holding great resentment in his heart, cursing and rolling his eyes all the time, but looking at the vicious King Qin beside him, he didn't dare to die, and seeing that King Qin was so generous in his actions, The string of gold leaves alone is more generous than ordinary kings and grandchildren.He was taken aback, not knowing who was in the room.He specializes in treating internal and external injuries. When he saw the woman on the bed, he shook his head in shock and said to himself: "How can it be so badly injured? There is no good place on the whole body... Poor..."

Liu Zhiyong hurriedly put down the medicine box for him, and the old doctor took a full set of acupuncture equipment, took it internally and applied it externally, scraped the bone to heal the wound, and worked like this until noon that day, sweating profusely.King Qin ordered someone to bring him tea and water, and asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is she?"

"What a vicious person, he actually injured a woman like this. If she doesn't die, she will lose half her life. Let's raise her for a year or so before we talk about it."

King Qin heaved a sigh of relief and thanked repeatedly.

The old doctor took the gold, went to the door, turned around and put the gold on the table.King Qin said angrily, "What are you doing?"

"This old man can't accept the consultation fee."

"why?"

The old doctor didn't answer, and took out a bottle of black ointment from the medicine box, went to Hua Rong again, applied the whole bottle of ointment on her serious injury, and said to himself: "This is the old man's medicine." The secret recipe handed down from the ancestors is not easy to refine, only this half bottle is left. If you want to refine it again, it will take five years."

King Qin didn't know why, this old man was kidnapped, and he didn't charge a consultation fee, and he was willing to show the secret recipe passed down from his family, what's his intention?He changed his mind, this old man is so weird, it must not be the work of Qin Hui.He stretched out his hand and grabbed the old man's neck: "Old man, who are you?"

If the old man made a careless answer, he would be killed immediately.However, his face remained unchanged, and he only said: "From yesterday evening, official discs were distributed inside and outside Lin'an City, announcing to the world that Yue Xianggong was executed, and the old man naturally knew..."

King Qin's voice was stern: "So what?"

The old man said with emotion: "Yue Xianggong died unjustly, and it is known all over the world. This lady was injured so badly. Judging from the severity and number of wounds, it is obviously the injury of last night. A woman was injured like this, and she was also injured. With martial arts skills, it must be Mrs. Yue..." His eyes fell on a small bow in the corner in front of Hua Rong's bed, which was already stained red with blood. Bow. Mrs. Yue is a heroine, known all over the world to be good at riding and shooting. Although I have never seen this bow before, I have seen this bow... oh..."

King Qin slowly let go of his hand, and the old man's voice was miserable: "This old man is also from Henan. The Jingkang disaster, my old wife, three sons, two daughters and son-in-law, all died under the golden man's iron horse. This old man led me alone. With two young nephews, I was tossed and fled to the south, just to get by. Yue Xianggong was powerful in the north and south, and the Northern Expedition defeated the Jin army one after another. Seeing that my great Song Dynasty is expected to rejuvenate, the old man hoped to regain the two rivers and return to his hometown to worship. Who Knowing that Zhuxian Town was forced to withdraw the troops, the elders were disappointed. Alas, it is a pity that Qin Hui's treacherous officials are in power, Yue Xianggong died unjustly, and good people will not be rewarded."

King Qin let go of his hand completely, and handed him the gold leaf again: "Since that's the case, you deserve it."

The old doctor said with emotion: "Yue Xianggong died so terribly, and the court's announcement of the charges turned out to be 'unnecessary'. So, how can he convince the public?" He stared at King Qin, "This hero is willing to take risks to help Yue Xianggong's widow. Besides, how can this old man be willing to charge Mrs. Yue's consultation fee?"

It was the first time King Qin met such a person, and he was speechless with staring eyes.It was An Zhigang who cupped his hands and thanked: "Thank you doctor, thank you..."

The old man shook his head and sighed, carried the medicine box on his back, took the eye patch and earplugs himself, and covered his face completely: "You guys send me out."

Liu Zhiyong led him out like this again.

The two were speechless, An Zhigang took out an official letter from his bosom, it was Zhao Deji who instructed Qin Hui and others to send it out, announcing the execution of Yue Pengju, all his subordinates were exiled, and the rest of the family members were exiled to Hainan.

An Zhigang breathed a sigh of relief: "My lord, it looks like Zhao Deji won't pursue Madam Yue anymore?"

The king of Qin is still under his feet, Zhao Deji is a thief who often backtracks on what he says, he is unfaithful and unjust, he has already killed most of Hua Rong's life, what is he talking about not guilty and his family?It's really vicious and shameless to be a bitch and still set up a memorial archway.

He gritted his teeth and cracked his fists: "Zhao Deji, even if you are the emperor, I will find a chance to kill you in this life!"

For several days in a row, Jin Wushu led people to secretly search the outskirts of Lin'an City, but there was no news that Hua Rong had spread his wings and flew?She was seriously injured, how could she walk?Naturally, he would not give up, and sent people to almost start a carpet-like investigation, but there was still no news.

Wu Qimai came back from the outside with a hurried expression: "Fourth prince, there is still no news."

He was furious: "how could it be? She was so badly injured that she couldn't escape. "

Wu Qimai hesitated: "Maybe...she is dead, so I can't find her..."

died?How could Hua Rong die?
Jin Wushu's heart sank from this terrible blow.

What if Hua Rong really died?Moreover, it's not impossible, how could he survive seeing that woman covered in bruises and mortal wounds?Perhaps, as early as in that quiet corner of the night, she had already died quietly?
He jumped up in shock: "No, Hua Rong won't die, someone saved her."

"But, why is there no news from the person who rescued her? We were a little late to stop Qin Hui's dead soldiers, and lost... Who will be the person who rescued her?"

Jin Wushu suddenly asked: "Who is Guanxi Luda?"

"I only heard from Qin Hui that he is a monk from Donglin Temple. He was a famous martial arts master who was powerful in the north and south during Song Huizong's time. His whereabouts have been uncertain for more than ten years, and most of them are in Donglin Temple."

"Then go to Donglin Temple to look for it." After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong. Everyone knew that Lu Da was in Donglin Temple, and Lu Da really saved someone, so why would he return to Donglin Temple?
"Fourth prince, what should we do next?"

Jin Wushu was so upset that he couldn't answer.

Wintersweet, cyclamen, anthurium, clivia, cactus, rhododendron, narcissus... Lin'an's flower market competes for splendor in the New Year, and it is very lively with people coming and going.

A pot of narcissus blooms brilliantly in the round flower pot of Jun Kiln, with white petals, light yellow stamens, clear water and white stones, with infinite grace.King Qin lifted up the bamboo hat, glanced at it occasionally, moved in his heart, bought a pot, hugged it in his arms and left in a hurry.

In the bustling flower market, passing by the noisy crowd, three or five small courtyards, with the fragrance of wintersweet, hidden in the city, no one knows that there is such a corner of the world in the center of the bustling city.

King Qin knocked on the door seven times, and the door opened. He stepped in and closed the door. The two of them were a little surprised when they saw him come back with a pot of narcissus in their arms. Unexpectedly, King Qin still had such elegance.

King Qin ignored them, and directly hugged the narcissus and put it on the table next to him. The narcissus gave off a faint fragrance, and he sighed: "Girl, take a look, what did I buy for you? This garlic can still bloom , It’s really strange, I’ve never seen flowering garlic before.” Only then did they realize that he didn’t know narcissus at all, and mistakenly thought that garlic could also flower.

An Zhigang said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, there is news about Ma Su."

"Oh? Why is he here?"

"We don't know, we only see the mark he left. It is estimated that he will arrive soon."

This place was bought by Ma Su when he was in court, and he thought it was a good and hidden place, safe and convenient to leave at any time.Therefore, this place has become a long-term stronghold of King Qin, and the servants who come and go are also well-trained people.

"Okay, pay attention to the people who come and go these days. I have already noticed that someone is following us. I finally got rid of the follower, but I don't know who did it for a while. Qin Hui is cruel and merciless. Be wary of his secret murder."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)