Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 1377 The big fire that reached the sky burned such a piece of skin?

Chapter 1378 The big fire that reached the sky burned such a piece of skin?

A fire broke out while everyone was asleep.

The sky-high flames startled the watchman, and immediately after that, there was a shout of beating gongs and drums.

This night in Xijin County, almost every household was alarmed. Standing in front of the house, Liu Wei looked at the faint black smoke rising in the distance, and asked Rong Leng beside him, "Is this too risky?"

Rong Leng approved a coat for Liu Wei, hugged her, and put her in his arms: "They have their own measure."

Liu Wei sighed, and leaned on Rong Leng's shoulder: "There won't be any accidents, right?"

"En." Rong Leng replied casually: "Everyone is cleared up, no one will be hurt except Qian Mengyao."

Liu Wei said "tsk": "This is a waste of money. What if it burns and disfigures it? Isn't it a small loss?"

Rong Leng chuckled: "Yue Dansheng and Master are still here."

Liu Wei nodded again: "That's true."

The fire in the Li Mansion was extinguished in the middle of the night. Fortunately, although the fire was huge, no one died. Unfortunately, the place where the fire broke out was the bedroom of King Ru Jiang. It was caused by the veil, so it was inevitable that King Ru Jiang was slightly injured, and his left arm and elbow were scalded.

The handsome and unparalleled jade-faced prince had one arm wrapped around him, his complexion was dark, and his brows were deep-set. He looked as if he wanted to eat people.

Officials from all walks of life who originally wanted to come to condolences immediately stopped their flags and drums, planning to wait until dawn to come and see.

In Li's mansion, King Ru Jiang made a big fire.

People who follow King Ru Jiang all know that King Ru Jiang is not easy to get angry, he is a person who likes to express dissatisfaction with sarcastic remarks and eccentricities, he will not directly scold people, let alone beat people directly.

And today, he did.

He overturned the table in the hall, and let the cups and saucers scattered all over the floor. He got up again, stepped on the broken pieces of porcelain, walked up to the head of the guards below, and slapped him on the face. .

The strength of the man's hands, in a fit of rage again, slapped the head of the guards until his face was tilted to one side, his cheeks were swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot.

"You did it, didn't you?" Qian Mengyao asked calmly, but his eyes seemed to be on fire. He gritted his teeth, grabbed the leader's collar again, and shouted: "I can't sit still now!" ? Starting to want my life? Isn’t it! Ah! Isn’t it!”

After questioning, the leader of the guards was very passive. He lowered his head, gritted his teeth and knelt down, kowtowed and confessed: "This subordinate deserves to die, I hope the prince will calm down!"

Qian Mengyao kicked him, kicked him aside, but raised his eyes to look at other people in the hall.

There were a lot of people in the hall, all of them were guards, all from the three forces, Qian Mengyao glanced at them, his eyes were bloodshot: "Who ordered, who wants my life, tell me!"

Everyone bowed their heads together, but no one said anything.

Qian Mengyao raised his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, took a deep breath: "Don't tell me, then everyone has a share."

With a "plop", everyone knelt down in unison.

Qian Mengyao looked at them, pursed his lips, and clenched his fists: "I know it even if you don't tell me, right? The king of a country, heh, let me find out some old things, so I became angry and thought I would wait until I Go back to Beijing and do it again, you can’t bear it if you don’t think about it? You want to get rid of my thorn in my side so soon? Huh?”

The leader of the guards who was beaten first shouted almost immediately: "This incident is really an accident. The emperor never thought of hurting the prince. Since I left Beijing, I have been protecting the prince in the name of the emperor. The emperor has always regarded the prince as a cherished junior." ..."

"What is this?" Qian Mengyao raised his arm, exposing his wounded elbow: "My dear junior? This cherishing method?"

The leader of the guards is about to die of injustice: "This fire, the subordinates will investigate as soon as possible, and must give the prince an explanation!"

"You check?" Qian Mengyao sneered: "Check yourself?"

This is due to them, and the leader of the guards can hardly argue.

"The cause of the fire was that the candle fell on the curtain, and the curtain is usually closed up, but tonight, the prince specially ordered someone to put it down..."

Qian Mengyao immediately looked at him: "What do you mean, that this king deserves it?"

The leader of the guards hurriedly kowtowed: "This subordinate dare not, this subordinate dare not, but there may be something hidden in it, please, please give this subordinate a little time, before dawn, this subordinate will definitely give Wang Ye an explanation!"

Qian Mengyao was still angry, but he looked at the sky outside, hesitated for a moment, and he sent a kind heart: "Okay, I will wait before dawn!"

It was still some time before dawn, because the room was burned down, Qian Mengyao had to temporarily live in a side courtyard.

Yue Dansheng stood at the gate of the courtyard, wearing obscene clothes, so sleepy that he lost his energy.

When Qian Mengyao entered the yard, he glanced at him with a lukewarm expression.

The room temporarily arranged by the steward for Qian Mengyao was right next to Yue Dansheng, and when he returned to the room, Qian Mengyao chased everyone away because he was exhausted. Dare to stroke the tiger's beard, didn't fart, and went out honestly.

When everyone was empty, Qian Mengyao let go of his hostility, leaned lazily on the chair, and looked at Yue Dansheng outside the door: "You are at your leisure, and you are not worried about my king being in danger?"

Yue Dansheng didn't even lift his eyelids, and looked at him quietly: "Isn't your lord doing well?"

Qian Mengyao snorted and lifted his arm: "I'm hurt."

The sky-high fire has burned such a piece of skin, is it worth mentioning?So squeamish?
Yue Dansheng didn't say a word, and thought of Zhong Ziyu's scars all over his body again. Zhong Ziyu was just a punk with no good skin on his body, but those injuries before were minor, the most serious, the deepest, the worst, and the heaviest. The scar, however, spread across his entire back.

Suddenly, thinking about the process of cutting his back, Yue Dansheng was a little lost. At that time, Zhong Ziyu didn't say a word, the pain was definitely painful, but he didn't scream, and he didn't know why he was stubborn, so he just stared at him, and his eyes were full of pain Sad again.

After thinking about it for a while, Yue Dansheng became annoyed. He didn't think he had done anything wrong, but now that Zhong Ziyu reappeared in front of him, he was covered in bruises again, which always made him gradually soften his heart.

Zhong Ming's death was due to him, Zhong Ziyu. This is an iron-clad fact that cannot be evaded. With such a great hatred in front of him, he is soft-hearted towards his enemy?
Yue Dansheng felt that he was really stupid. Could he still remember the affection he had when he was a child for a lifetime?If you do something wrong, you should be punished. It is right for him to want Zhong Ziyu to die.

But next time, he should, he will treat him kindly and let him die comfortably...

"Hello." Qian Mengyao knocked on the table, pulling back Yue Dansheng's thoughts.

When Yue Dansheng came back to his senses, he happened to meet Qian Mengyao's eyes. After a moment of silence, he pursed his lips, walked over and sat in front of Qian Mengyao, and took his hand.

Qian Mengyao didn't understand why, so he asked, "What are you doing?"

Yue Dansheng untied the wrapped cloth for him, and at the same time explained: "I have other medicine, which is better."

Qian Mengyao said "Oh?", resting his chin with his other hand, staring at Yue Dansheng's side face with a half-smile.

(End of this chapter)