Rather be a concubine

Chapter 277
"Grandmother, my grandson knows that he has made a mistake, so he is here to plead guilty. However, my mother is a little weak now, so I will send her back to Xingjianju to raise her. The sins committed by my mother will make my grandson Just bear it!"

Bo Qingyuan's voice was extremely clear, and in Cheng's ears, a trace of tears arose in Cheng's ears. He kept shaking his head slightly, hesitant to speak, not knowing how to speak.

Seeing this, Bo Qingyuan didn't show any anger on his face. Seeing the young master's appearance, the maid behind Cheng didn't dare to neglect her at all, and took the eldest lady from the young master Qingyuan's hands, and helped her up.

At this moment, Bo Qingyuan directly took off the armor on his body, then knelt down in front of the old lady and uncle Jiu, kowtowed to them three times, and said loudly.

"The unfilial son Bo's Qingyuan would like to take it on behalf of his mother, and ask the patriarch to punish him!"

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu frowned, not knowing what to do.Bo Qingyuan is the most outstanding young man of this generation of the Bo family. If it is really because of the Cheng family that this young man is destroyed, it will be a loss to the Bo family.But if Bo Qingyuan is not punished, it may be difficult to convince the public.So Uncle Jiu was really in a difficult situation.

Even if Uncle Jiu is in trouble, the due punishment still cannot be reduced. Even if someone from the tribe asks to become a monk, it is a finger-thick cane whip with dense barbs attached to it, and when it hits the body, it will come out Bloodstains will not hurt the muscles and bones, but this kind of flesh and blood pain is extremely unbearable, so tortured that people wish they could pass out.

The executioner was naturally not Uncle Jiu, but a young and strong member of the Bo clan. He was about eight feet tall in his life, and now he was wearing a strong outfit, which made him look even stronger.The man held a cane whip, and beat Bao Qingyuan's back fiercely without any politeness.

The cane whip was whistling by this man, every time there was a sound, there would be a bloodstain on the top of Bao Qingyuan's white coat, and after a while, the coat was already wet with dark red blood, and it looked extremely creepy .Even so, Bo Qingyuan gritted his teeth tightly and did not let out a sound.

Seeing Bao Qingyuan's blood and sweat pouring down, Cheng's heart ached like a knife, his phoenix eyes were covered with mist, he stared at the figure kneeling on the ground but still looked like a half-green pine, a trace of relief overflowed from his lips smile.

In her whole life, the best thing she did was to marry into the Bo family, and the best thing she did was to give birth to brother Yuan.

Brother Yuan has also grown up now, very much like his father.Every time he met Brother Shangyuan's face, Cheng couldn't help feeling regretful, if he hadn't poisoned her husband back then, wouldn't he have died on the battlefield?

Cheng's heart is extremely regretful now, she killed her husband with her own hands back then, but now she can no longer implicate Brother Yuan.Thinking of this, Cheng held back his tears, and called out to Bao Qingyuan who was kneeling on the ground.

"Brother Yuan, you don't want to be tortured! Even if you kill yourself like this, you still can't wash away the sin of being a mother!"

There was a bit of choking in Cheng's words, but the voice was not very loud, but to Bo Qingyuan's ears, it was like thunder.He turned his head involuntarily, but unexpectedly his left cheek was whipped by the rattan whip, leaving a very obvious bloodstain, his skin was torn apart, ruining that resolute and handsome face.

Even so, Bo Qingyuan didn't feel the slightest pain. After all, his body was already numb from the bone-piercing pain before, and even if he got a whip on his face, it wasn't too unbearable.

Seeing that he had ruined Bo Qingyuan's face, the whip holder was startled, threw the cane whip in his hand to the ground in a panic, and looked at Uncle Jiu and the old lady for help.

At this moment, the old lady saw that Bao Qingyuan's face was covered with blood, and she felt her eyes darken.Bo Qingyuan is now the deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army. He is stationed in the Forbidden Palace every day, ruining his face and ruining his official career. After all, among the Imperial Forest Army, even if it is just an ordinary guard, they are all beauticians. Look, even if he survives the treatment, I am afraid that the position of deputy commander will still be difficult to keep.

Cheng's eyes widened, she never expected such a result anyway, two lines of tears slid down her blood-stained face, dripped on the ground made of bluestone slabs, and then disappeared.

"Brother Yuan!"

"Brother Yuan!"

Cheng yelled heart-piercingly, ruining Bo Qingyuan's appearance, and also ruined his official career.Brother Yuan is still so young, but his future is ruined, what should he do?
Now Bo Qingyuan has the highest official position in Bo Mansion, he is the deputy commander of the dignified Royal Forest Army, and the official is the second rank.As for the rest of the clansmen in the Bo Mansion, the highest rank is only the junior officials of the fifth rank, and they cannot be compared with Bo Qingyuan at all.At this moment, because of the caning, the only good seedling of the Bo family's generation was ruined. Uncle Jiu couldn't bear it with his calm mind, so he swayed involuntarily. Uncle Jiu was not allowed to fall.

And the old lady was even worse, she was already unconscious on the wheelchair, her face was as pale as paper, obviously she couldn't bear the blow.

Seeing such a scene, Cheng seemed to be insane, and couldn't help laughing insanely. The blood and tears of the laughing were really horrifying.

"If you destroy Brother Yuan, there will be no chance for the Bo family to recover! You are ruining your future! Destroying your future!"

"The Bo mansion has already killed A Cheng and exiled Bo Zheng, and now even brother Yuan has been ruined by you! There is no outstanding brother in the Bo mansion, and it will be a matter of time before it falls! A Cheng, I killed you back then, I'm going to seek your atonement now!"

Saying that, Cheng didn't know where the strength came from, and broke away from the two maids supporting her, took out an extremely delicate dagger from the sleeve cage, and stabbed it directly into the chest.This dagger is embroidered with exquisite patterns on the forehead, and inlaid with bloodstones the size of pigeon eggs, it is indeed extremely delicate.

This dagger was a spoil of war obtained by Bo Cheng when he went to the Xiongnu for the first time, and was handed over to Mrs. Cheng, and she always carried it with her. Now that she died under this dagger, there must be a reason for it.

At this moment, Bo Qingyuan was stunned. He always thought that his father died on the battlefield. Why did he hear his mother say that his father died because of his mother? What's going on?

Now Cheng's heart and lungs are injured, and he can't stop vomiting blood clots, looking at Bao Qingyuan who is kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes, and tremblingly said.

"Back then, my mother thought that the person who had an affair with that bitch, Bo Rao, was your father, and she hated him so much, so she poisoned his meals so that his martial arts were completely lost, and he could no longer fight on the battlefield." The strength of the battle was so miserable that he died just now, and later it became clear that Bo Zheng had done such dirty things, so he regretted it at the beginning.

Brother Yuan, I'm sorry for my mother!I'm sorry. Cheng!You don't have to forgive as a mother, you don't have to forgive. "

Cheng's voice became lower and lower, and the phoenix pupils lost their spirit, they closed them slowly, and even the voice became blurred, not clear, and finally disappeared into the family temple.Cheng's body lost its support, and she fell to the ground with a thud, and the vomited blood wet the skirt of her clothes, but no one paid any attention to her.

Bo Qingyuan never imagined that his father's death was caused by his mother's misunderstanding?There was a sneer on the thin lips, and the bright red blood stained the thin lips, which was really strange.

Standing up on his own, Bao Qingyuan's originally tall and straight back was slightly bent at this moment, he went straight forward a few steps, picked up Cheng's limp body lying on the ground, and then staggered out of the family temple.Seeing Bo Qingyuan's back, Uncle Nine sighed again and again, thinking that Brother Yuan would never feel better now, so he never sent someone to comfort him. .

At this moment, Uncle Jiu is really having a headache. Yin Tian in the family has been sold by the Cheng family. Now that the culprit has passed away, even the only son has ruined his future. He must leave the Imperial Forest Army in the future.In this way, even if Brother Yuan feels resentment towards the clan, it will not be a serious problem.A young man who has long since lost his future, even if the Bo clan is at the end of the road, he still can't shake the tree.

As for what happened in Bo's residence, Bo Yuqiao got the news immediately. After all, she sent Su Mo to deliver the letter to the old lady, which means that she has already torn face with Bo Qingyuan, and it is impossible to Ease the rift between the two.

Even so, when Bo Yuqiao received the news of Cheng's death, she was stunned for a moment.She originally thought that it would be fine for the old lady to learn from Cheng's family. After all, with Bao Qingyuan's protection, Cheng's family would not pass away so easily.But he never expected that Bo Qingyuan's face would be ruined because of Cheng's. Such a ruined future made Cheng's heart suddenly disheartened, and he actually exiled himself in the family temple. Such a result was really unexpected.

Now Su Mo is holding a small Ru kiln porcelain bowl, which is filled with black lacquer decoction, which makes people feel nauseated just looking at it.For the sake of the baby in her stomach, Bo Yuqiao couldn't control her temper, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the porcelain bowl from Su Mo's hand, and then drank the decoction in one gulp, so as to save herself from suffering again .

After using the decoction, Huang Ying handed over the pickled sour plums, picked one and put it in her mouth, immediately the bitterness in her mouth disappeared, although it was indeed a bit sour, but it was better than the bitter taste Not a lot.

"Su Mo, do you know where Brother Qing Yuan is now?"

After Bo Qingyuan took Cheng's body out of the family temple that day, he left the Bo mansion all the way and never went back.He hadn't asked for leave before, but now he was absent from work for a day without reason, and the saint had already discovered that, in the eyes of others, even if Bao Qingyuan won the holy family again, he must not be able to escape the [-]th board.

However, Bo Yuqiao knew that the imperial censor could not tolerate the disfigured deputy commander of the Yulin Army, and when Bo Qingyuan returned, he would be dismissed.

(End of this chapter)