The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

"Your husband?" She has always hated men who attack women. At this time, her heart has been inflamed with anger and some remorse. She didn't see clearly when she just grasped her wrist, so that her strength is so strong that it will definitely hurt.

She released her hand in time. Sister Fucheng quickly retreated to the corner and said, "no, I just fell to the ground by accident. My husband didn't hit me." Then he took a careful look at him.

He looked down at the sharp sword and asked uneasily, "the sword is too sharp. I'd better put it away. I don't know if you want money or color. If you want money, I only have five taels of silver. If you want color, you can't look up to my smelly lady, can you?"

Sister Fucheng and song Qingqing did not expect that the man should be so shameless. He did not hesitate to send sister Fucheng out, for fear that he was eager to get away.

Sure enough, he said: "I've always been a law-abiding and good citizen. I've never done anything wrong in my life. If you come to seek revenge, you should not look for me, but for her, because all the things are caused by her brother who is not a tool."

Sister Fucheng's face changed greatly. She didn't know when she had caught the scissors in her hand. At this time, she saw him pull out his younger brother. New and old grudges suddenly came to her heart. She rushed towards him without hesitation, and the sharp scissors stabbed his throat.

"Poof!" Blood gushed out from the man's mouth, and his eyes were full of unbelievable despair. Maybe he didn't expect that the woman who was always docile and free to abuse and beat him like a kitten would kill him?

He lay back and couldn't make a sound, but his lips were still moving. All three of them could see clearly. He was asking, "in your heart, is your brother the most important?"

Sister Fucheng knelt down in front of him and cried: "my husband, I didn't mean to stab you to death. Please forgive me."

Song tilts her eyebrows. She has seen that sister Fucheng is determined to protect her younger brother. She is worried that the man who tells the whereabouts of Fucheng will take the lead in killing him. She will never show half a word even if she dies.

Sure enough, she guessed that sister Fucheng's cry stopped suddenly. She quickly got the scissors out of the man's throat, and then stabbed her heart without hesitation.

"Xianggong, I'll accompany you!" Her shrill voice chilled my heart.

Song tilts his hand quickly and stabs the silver needle into her wrist, making her shiver. The scissors immediately fall to the ground, and is kicked away by Yuwen Fengyu. Even if she wants to reach it, she can't reach it.

Sister Fucheng cried: "why don't you let me die? If I kill my husband, I will follow him. "

Song Qingming knew that she would never tell the whereabouts of Fucheng even if she died. However, she still asked: "we need to know the whereabouts of Fucheng. As a elder sister, I naturally know that you are willing to protect him. Like you, I am also a elder sister. If my younger brother has anything to do, I will fight my life to protect him."

As expected, sister Fucheng shook her head firmly: "I don't know where he is."

Song Qingqing frowned at her: "do you want him to hide like a mouse all his life? You can protect him for a while, but you can't protect him for a lifetime. Since he has participated in the game, he is bound to burn himself. Even if the other party he helps will kill him, can you still protect him? "

Sister Fucheng froze for a moment and then whispered in tears: "as a elder sister, it's my responsibility to protect my younger brother. As long as I live for one day, I will never let others hurt him."

Song Qingqing held her up and said, "I promise you, I'm not here to hurt him. On the contrary, I have to save him, because he is the most critical witness. I will send many bodyguards with excellent martial arts skills to guard him, but you elder sister can't, because I know very well that your ability is limited."

Sister Fucheng swallowed bitterly. Yes, her ability is limited. At this moment, even if she is fighting for her life, she is afraid that she will still be found.

Seeing her hesitating eyes, song did not urge her, because she believed that sister Fucheng would believe her. As for what she relied on, it was just the elder sister who also wanted to protect her younger brother.

Sure enough, after several struggles, sister Fucheng asked in a trembling voice, "can you really guarantee his life?"

Song Qingqing nodded heavily: "it can not only ensure that he is alive, but also ensure that your sister and brother live a stable life." Her tone was stunned, her eyes fell on the dead man, and she said in a deep voice: "seeing your injuries, I think you must have been bullied by this man, so his death is not necessarily a good thing."

Sister Fucheng thought of the past, gritted her teeth and said: "he really deserved to die. If my brother saw him bullying me like this, he would kill him." With that, he turned and walked to bogujia, and said in a low voice, "I'll let my brother come out."

When the secret room opened, Fucheng red eyes appeared in front of everyone. Seeing his clenched fist, he must have endured it for a long time. When he saw elder sister Chang's face full of scars, he hooped her in and apologized with tears: "I'm sorry, elder sister, I hurt you."

Sister Fucheng reached out and patted him on the back. She said in a soft voice, "it's OK. He's dead. Everything has passed. Don't blame elder sister Chang for bringing you to outsiders."

How can Fucheng blame her? At the beginning, he had to work for Mei Xiang. After the incident, Qin Chong was implicated, and he could only escape overnight, because he knew that if he didn't escape, he would not have a way to live.

Fucheng, who has been staying in the secret room, looks very haggard. Song Qingqing can see that he should have been suffering a lot in this period of time. It must be because he had an accident and his elder sister suffered, so he was in trouble day and night.

Now sister and brother meet, there is a sense of relief, this may be for each of them, is a relief.

Fucheng soon broke away from his sad mood. He turned around, knelt down at Song Qingqing's feet and said, "crime minister Fucheng, meet the empress."

Sister Fucheng's eyes widened in amazement. She did not expect that the woman with extraordinary momentum in front of her was the queen of the imperial medicine. She knelt on the ground in fear, with a worried face.