Flourishing age's Medical concubine

At this time, Qiao Yue dance, who was in the Yuejun palace, was experiencing hot water. Nangong Shu has just had a miscarriage, and her face is still a little haggard, but her eyes looking at Qiao YUEWU are full of malice and ferocity. Qiao YUEWU fell to his knees under the pressure of two strong girls, and there were broken pieces of porcelain under his knees. Nangong Shu looked at Qiao YUEWU with hatred and a cold smile on her lips, "look at her well and pray for my child. If you dare to be lazy, smoke it hard for me!"

Qiao YUEWU couldn't help shivering. Since she was brought back to the Yuejun Palace by the Yuejun King three days ago, she was thrown into Nangong Shu's yard. Nangong Shu first let someone beat her hard, and then let her kneel on the ground full of broken porcelain to chant scriptures for the miscarriage child. There are only two hours of rest and a bowl of water and two steamed buns every day. In addition, as long as Qiao YUEWU stops or dozes off, the whip will be pulled down without hesitation. Even Qiao YUEWU suspected that Nangong Shu would torture herself twelve hours a day if she wasn't afraid of her death.

"Ah?!" a whip was thrown down fiercely, and Qiao YUEWU screamed and fell to the ground. I've been bloodstained. I don't know how many whips I've been subjected to these days. Nangong Shu sat in a chair and looked down at her, saying maliciously, "is it painful? Until how painful is my child? Are you still thinking of my father to save you? Don't be silly, the LORD said that as long as you stay alive, no matter what I do. Ha ha... My father only likes your debauchery mother, not your oil bottle..."

"Nangong Shu!" Qiao YUEWU waited fiercely for the woman in front of her. She unexpectedly, she dared to treat her like this!

Nangong Shu sneered contemptuously, "are you hating me? What qualifications do you have to hate me? You are called a bitch... I want you to pay for my son's life! Call me!"

"Yes, concubine Shu."

Behind him, the girl holding the whip waved the whip and waved it hard at Qiao YUEWU. The girl was obviously not good at using whips, so she didn't play lightly or seriously. After more than a dozen whips, Qiao Yue danced and didn't even have the strength to roll on the ground. She was bleeding and lay on the ground motionless.

"Help... Wuwu..."

"Ha ha!" looking at her miserable appearance, Nangong Shu laughed happily and said coldly, "stay and apply medicine to her. Don't kill her. She still wants to make atonement for my son."

"Yes."

Qiao YUEWU was carried out, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground. In the room, Nangong Shu silently looked at the blood on the ground, and her look changed.

Outside the door, looking at Qiao Yue dance dragged away like a dead man, the princess of Yue County frowned. Although she had passed the early stage of pregnancy, the smell of blood still made her feel sick.

"Princess, Nangong concubine, is this some..." a girl whispered behind the princess of Yue county. It's not that Nangong Shu tortured Qiao YUEWU too much. The pain of losing her son is not too much, even if she killed the culprit. But even if you hate Qiao YUEWU again, torture secretly or even kill. Will the Lord and the Duke of Chu really embarrass Nangong Shu for the life and death of a Qiao YUEWU? In this way, the whole yard was full of Yin wind and sorrow, and the people in the whole palace almost didn't dare to pass outside the yard, which was a little too much.

Princess Yue glanced at the door, shook her head and said, "just now, Nangong concubine Shu has just lost her beloved son. It's inevitable to be depressed. Don't worry about her."

"But..." it's not just her that has an opinion. The whole people in the Yuejun palace have a great opinion on Nangong Shu's behavior, otherwise the princess won't go there in person. Who knows the princess hasn't seen anyone yet? Why should she go back?

Princess Yuejun sighed, stroked her slightly raised abdomen and said, "if something happens to my child, I'm afraid... I'll hate the murderer more than Nangong Shu. It's none of our business. Let her vent for a few days."

Remembering that Nangong Shu has just lost a child, although she is the opponent of her master's son, it is conceivable that women cry when they lose their child. Now Nangong Shu can't threaten the princess. The princess is right. It's none of their business.

The Duke of Chu.

Nangong Huai is talking to Nangong Xu in his study, but the atmosphere between father and son has become particularly dignified and repressed. Nangong Huai looked at Nangong Xu coldly and asked, "are you satisfied now?" Nangong Xu raised his eyes, calmly looked back at Nangong Huai and said calmly, "I don't understand what my father meant."

Nangong Huai sneered and said, "don't understand? Now that Zheng is dead, shu'er is centrifugal with me. Mo'er has never seen my father in the eyes, and even hui'er has left. Isn't this Duke of the state of Chu yours in the future?"

Nangong Xu looked at him calmly. A mocking smile flashed across his eyes and said slowly: "My father said this... As if he was reluctant to part with them. What does Mrs. Zheng's death have to do with me? I lost shu'er's child? Mo'er's attitude was caused by me? Hui'er... Did hui'er leave his father to stay? In addition, how could I be the only one in the government of the state of Chu, not Qiao qianning?"

"Presumptuous! Is that how you talk to your father?" Nangong Huai sank his face.

Nangong Xu looked calm. "What else can my father tell me?"

"You..."

"Grandpa! Tell me that grandpa is bad!" outside the door, a messy footsteps came in a hurry and shouted, "Mrs. Qiao... Mrs. Qiao committed suicide!"

Nangong Huai got up and said, "what?!" didn't care to teach Nangong Xu any more. Nangong Huai kicked away the chair behind him and walked quickly towards the door. In the empty study, Nangong Xu looked at the door and followed out.

Nangong Huai hurried to Qiao Feiyan's room. Sure enough, she saw Qiao Feiyan lying pale on the bed, which was covered with blood. A bloody scar on one wrist beside the bed was shocking. Qiao qianning knelt beside the bed and his eyes were red. When he saw Nangong Huai coming in, he immediately glared at him fiercely, "why did you come in? Who let you in! Get out! Get out! Don't you hurt my mother enough?"

"Yan'er!" Nangong Huai stepped forward quickly. Qiao Feiyan had recovered her former flower like beauty. Her pale face was more fragile and innocent because of too much blood loss. "Why don't you call the doctor?! where is the doctor!" she cried, and Nangong Huai hurriedly bandaged her wound.

"Grandpa... Already, please."

"Yan'er..."

For a long time, Qiao Feiyan slowly opened her eyes and looked at Nangong Huai without talking.

Nangong Huailian hurriedly said, "Yan'er, how are you? How... How are you so stupid?"

Crystal tears flowed down Qiao Feiyan's eyes. Qiao Feiyan opened her mouth and said for a long time: "I... I know, I don't deserve you. I'll be clean when I die, but... Just I beg you, please take good care of YUEWU and qianning, they..."