Fast Transmigration: Save Him

"In the early Song Dynasty, did you forget your identity? The fourth master of the Song family, even if he fell in love with his elder brother's daughter, did that kind of indulgent thing! Qing Jiu is too young to be sensible, but as an elder, you even induce the younger generation! She has an engagement with me. I dare to marry her. Do you dare? " Wen Ping said in a loud voice, stooping to pick up the clothes, casually put on a Chinese dress, standing in the room, a master's posture.

Dare you?

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he put his arm around Qing Jiu's hand and used a little more force. After a long silence, he vomited out a word, "dare."

Qing Jiu looked up at him incredulously, but in his sincere eyes, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Today he a "dare" word export, Qing nine feel that this life is complete, even if tomorrow died, she also has no regrets.

Wen Ping was also surprised. Was the Song Dynasty ignorant or really fearless?

When they were silent, Song Lin rushed to see Qing Jiu in his arms, and Wen Ping, who was also in rags, guessed what had happened.

Wen Ping has always been peaceful. How could he do such a terrible thing today?

Song Lin looked at the three people with a gloomy face and suppressed his anger: "Wenping, you go home first, Xiaochu, you come out with me."

Wen Ping nodded and walked out of the room quickly.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he talked in a low voice to coax Qing Jiu. After a long time, he coaxed Qing Jiu to sleep and asked her to lie on the side chair. Then he went out with song Lin.

Song Lin took song Chu to the gate of the ancestral hall, but he didn't go in.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he was puzzled, and then he heard the sound of walking behind him. Before he could look up, he felt a pain in the back of his head, and then he lost consciousness.

After the fall of the early Song Dynasty, the servant threw his stick into the grass and stood aside with his head down, waiting for Song Lin's orders.

Song Lin sighed and looked at the early Song Dynasty on the ground. He closed his eyes regretfully and said in a low voice, "take the fourth master to the basement, eat three meals a day and keep strict watch."

"Yes." The servants dragged away the early Song Dynasty.

When she woke up, Qing Jiu opened her eyes vaguely. If her clothes were not in a mess, she thought those experiences were her nightmares.

Then her fourth uncle said it was true to marry her.

Qing Jiu slightly hooked his lips, got up and went out. He went to the room in the early Song Dynasty. He raised his hand and knocked on the door. After listening carefully, he found that there was no one inside.

Where is the fourth uncle?

Qing nine frown, turned back to his room, see Fangyu has awakened, is finishing quilt.

"How are you, Fangyu?" Qing Jiu quickly walked to her side, reached out and took out a corner of the quilt from her hand, threw it aside, and took her to sit down.

"I'm much better. It's no longer painful." Fang Yu smiles, and then finds out that Qing Jiu is in a mess.

"I'm fine. I want to take a bath. Go and tell them to prepare." Qing Jiu patted the back of Fang Yu's hand and lowered her head to pull her sleeve down.

Fangyu didn't ask any more and went out in silence.

Scared people's hands and feet are very sharp, soon ready to take a bath things.

Qing Jiu immerses herself in hot water, and Fangyu stands by to wait on her. Only then can she find the trace on her body, red and purple, which is very frightening.

But the most distressing thing for Fangyu is the trace on Qing Jiu's wrists, which is very similar to the result of being bound by something like a rope.

Fangyu knew that Qing Jiu didn't want to mention it, and she didn't ask. She just added hot water and wiped her back as usual.

"Fangyu, when you went out just now, you could see my fourth uncle?" Qing Jiu asked in a low voice, with her eyes closed and leaning against the edge of the barrel.

"I didn't see it." Fangyu replied, as if she thought of something, and her voice lowered a little. "But I just saw that the servant who beat me this morning was furtive, and he still had a food box in his hand. I don't know where he went."

Qing Jiu opened her eyes and thought: didn't she let the servant get out? How dare he stay in the Song Dynasty? Did he beg his father again?

"Next time I see him again, I'll give him a good beating to relieve your anger." Qing Jiu looks at Fang Yu and promises.

Fangyu nodded and added some hot water to her.

Qing Jiu closed her eyes again and thought about what happened today.

His father saw what Wen Ping did today. Should he be disappointed? The engagement between them should also be void, right? Then he saw the fourth uncle

Qing nine brain in a flash, think of her in sleep before, his father seem to call four uncle out.

too bad! She forgot such an important thing!

"Fangyu, prepare clothes for me. I'm going to see my father!" Jiuqing couldn't wait for a moment, so she immediately got up from the water and wiped it casually. Then she quickly took over her clothes and put them on.

"Miss, why are you so anxious?" Fangyu see Qing nine in a hurry, heart also follow anxious, three two help her comb a simple bun.

"You stay here. After a while, Xiao Dong brings in the medicine. You remember to drink it." Qing nine told a, quickly walk out of the door.

Where should her father be now? In the lobby? Study? Or in the bedroom?

Qing Jiu went to his study first, but he didn't; I went to the bedroom again, but I didn't. finally, I went to the front hall, but I didn't either.

Where will he go at this time?

Qing nine Yin face to the gate, has not stepped on the steps, was stopped by the guard.

"Miss, please go back."

"I ask you, where's my father?" Qing Jiu stepped back and asked harshly.

"The master went out and said he would come back before dinner." The guard said truthfully.

Qing Jiu nodded and turned back to the front hall, where she was waiting for him to come back.

Half an hour later, Song Lin came back. After hearing the guard's words, he went straight to the front hall.

"Qing Jiu, what's the matter with dad?" Song Lin smiles lovingly and sits on the chair, just like before.

Qing nine but can't smile, she can't as nothing happened.

"Dad, where's the fourth uncle?" Qing nine to the point, light said.

Song Lin's face changed slightly. He looked down at the finger on his thumb, then raised his head and said slowly, "how can I know the whereabouts of your fourth uncle? Where and when did your fourth uncle report to me? "

"What did you talk to him about? Is it about me? Did you make him go? Dad, you have seen what kind of person Wen Ping is today. Just like him, can you trust me to marry him? " Qing Jiu choked, stood up, went to Song Lin, squatted down and held his hand on his knee.

Song Lin sighed, "Qing Jiu, you are still young, and your fourth uncle is a talented young man. It's normal for you to have a mind for a moment. When you grow up, you will know that you only have family affection and worship for your fourth uncle, and there is no love between men and women." He raised his hand to touch Qing Jiu's head and said earnestly.

The implication is that he advised the fourth uncle to leave?

Qing Jiusong opened his hand, stood up, looked down at Song Lin, and slowly tightened his hand.

"Dad, I'm already the fourth uncle. Since the fourth uncle will be with me, it proves that you are not brothers at all. I will not leave him unless I die Qing Jiu reaches out his hand to pull out the hairpin on his head and put it on his neck.

Originally thought Song Lin would be scared, and then immediately compromise, who knows Song Lin Duan sitting in a chair, face unchanged.

"Qing Jiu, if you listen to your father's words, he will save his life. If you have to die, he will be tortured to death. Are you willing to give up?" Song Lin said in a low voice, looking at his daughter painfully, forcing her to die for another man.

"He's locked up by you!" Qing nine emotion a excited, hand shake a, cut a little, ooze a little blood.

"You'd better put away your hairpin and listen to your father. Xiao Chu has been in the Song family tree for a long time. He is your fourth uncle. If you are with him, there will be no place for you in the world. Xiao Chu's life is miserable. Do you want him to die in his twenties? Listen to my father and marry Wen Ping. Wen Ping is devoted to you and doesn't dislike you... My father won't hurt you. " Song Lin advised patiently, and got up to take the hairpin in Qing Jiu's hand and put it on her head.

"Are you really going to keep him alive?" Qing nine red eyes asked.

"Of course, I'll send someone to see him off and never come back." Song Lin looked into Qing Jiu's eyes and said seriously.

Qing nine closed his eyes, let tears flow out, slowly nodded.

Song Lin see Qing nine compromise, smile to help Qing nine wipe tears, "this is father's good daughter ah, well, we eat." He embraces Qing Jiu to come to the dining table, press her shoulder, let her sit down.

"Tomorrow, I'll have someone measure you, prepare your wedding clothes, and things for the wedding banquet..." Song Lin is in a good mood, and he talks about getting married while giving Qing Jiu vegetables.

Qing Jiu did not speak, but ate in silence; A table full of delicious food, for her, tasteless.

Wen family.

Wen Ping learned that Song Lin had just been here, and that he had settled the marriage completely. A big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"Pinger, your luck is better than that of my cousin." Ling Xiaoyun sat on the corridor with a sad face, looking at the moon just coming out of the sky.

"Cousin, I'm married. I'll help you get rid of a rival? I will tell my future father-in-law to make the early Song Dynasty worse. Then you can take care of him and everything will come naturally. " Wen Ping sat next to him, his eyes flashed a trace of killing, pick eyebrow said.

"Just make him blind or deaf." Ling Xiaoyun hooked his lips, thinking of the way he rushed out of the door that day, she would like him to belong to her alone.

Wen Ping nodded. It seems that the woman is more cruel than the man. If a proud man like the early Song Dynasty is blind or deaf, he will leave Qing Jiu and even hang himself.

"Pinger, cousin, congratulations on your wedding first." Ling Xiaoyun said with a smile, got up and went back to the room.

Wen Ping looks up at the moon in the sky. At this time, the moon is still crescent shaped. On his wedding night, the moon will be full.

He took out a bag of things from his sleeve, held it in the palm of his hand, went to the back door, saw that the man had been waiting for a long time, and gave it to him.

"Put it in his food three times and he will soon lose sight and hearing." And then I lost my life.

The man nodded, put the things away, turned and disappeared into the night.