The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

However, at that moment, an unexpected accident happened. The sharp gold hairpin in her hand stabbed song Qingqing's stomach fiercely. Her face was ferocious and yelled: "cheap girl, you go to die!"

Song Qingleng stood there, not dodging.

Song Qingshan was so frightened that he cried out: "be careful!"

However, xuanyuansheng had been on guard for a long time. At the moment when she suddenly started, he had already raised his foot and kicked out. That foot used 100% of his power to kick Song Ying into the wall. Then he fell back to the ground and spat out blood.

No one to take care of her, even sun Changtian see is also frowning, do not say a word.

Song Qing looked at the gold hairpin that fell on the ground and looked at Sun Changtian: "I want to give you a chance to live. I don't know if you want to?"

Sun Changtian said without hesitation: "yes!"

Song Qingqing's ironic eyes fell on Song Ying, which made her shiver. She walked slowly and said, "little aunt? Does ah Sheng's foot hurt? Shall I see for you? "

Song Ying refused: "don't be so kind!"

But she didn't use her words at all, and she didn't have the strength to resist song's hands. She reached out and pinched her abdomen and said, "ah, I'm afraid there are several broken ribs!"

Song Ying was pinched by her and broke into a cold sweat. She gritted her teeth: "cheap girl, don't think I will be afraid of you. Even if I become a fierce ghost, I will take revenge on you!"

"Ah, ah Sheng, I'm so scared!" Song tilted up and went to xuanyuansheng's arms.

Xuanyuansheng hugged her and said, "don't be afraid. It's said that she won't turn into any ghost if she is beaten to ashes. How about beating her to ashes?"

Hearing this, Song Ying's pupils contracted violently and her bloody fingers clenched tightly.

"It's too cruel. I don't want to do it. You have to do it!" Song Qing frowned at him with a small nose.

Xuanyuansheng nodded: "Sun Changtian, as long as you stab her to death with that gold hairpin, and then you are frustrated. In a word, according to your Taoist theory, don't let her leave any soul. We may save your life!"

Sun Changtian stares round eyes: "really?"

Xuanyuansheng frowned: "you are not joking!" As soon as his voice fell, he saw that sun Changtian had climbed to Song Ying's side, and the sharp gold hairpin in his hand had aimed at her.

Song Ying couldn't believe it: "Sun Changtian, do you really dare to fight me? Don't you say you love me? Do you have the heart to attack the woman you love Before her words were finished, the Phoenix hairpin in sun Changtian's hand had been stabbed into her abdomen. For fear that she would not die, he deliberately stirred it inside.

Song Ying's eyes widened, her head tilted, and she lost her breath.

Xuanyuansheng immediately felt that something was wrong with song Qingqing. He quickly tightened her arm, put her in his arms and asked, "Qingqing? What's the matter with you? "

Song Qingqing didn't speak. She breathed twice, struggled to leave him, and quickly walked to Song Ying's body.

Xuanyuansheng was so surprised that he quickly took two steps and caught her by the wrist.

Song Qingqing asked in a low voice, "ah Sheng? Song Ying, is she really dead? "

Xuanyuansheng looked at the corpse with disgust on his face and said: "yes, she is dead. She is dead in the hands of sun Changtian."

Song Qingqing suddenly laughs. Her laughter makes sun Changtian, who is still kneeling on the ground, cool from head to foot. Why does he see the ferocious hatred on the Queen's face?

Xuanyuansheng seems to have thought of something. He doesn't want to let song Qingqing get close to Song Ying's body any more, so he directly takes her up and orders coldly: "Song Tongling, you come to take care of the aftermath, I'll take him back first."

Song Qingshan listens to the order and orders someone to tie up sun Changtian, and then carries Song Ying's body on the carriage.

On the way back, song Qingqing had been shrinking in xuanyuansheng's arms. She didn't speak, and he didn't ask, but he clasped his hands tightly.

Until returning to the room, xuanyuansheng ordered people to get her bath water to wash away the blood gas.

Then song Qingqing responded, reached for his face and whispered, "ah Sheng? You know what? She's dead. She's dead at last. She's dead ahead of me in this life. "

Xuanyuan Sheng soothed her in a soft voice: "yes, she's dead. No one can hurt you any more!"

Song Qingqing nods hard. Until this moment, she really feels that she has changed all the tracks of this life. Song Ying is dead, and the culprit is dead. She has never been so relaxed as now.

She forced to close her eyes, pressed down the complicated emotions, put her hand around xuanyuansheng's waist, and said: "ah Sheng, we will live happily, won't we?"

Xuanyuansheng chuckled: "yes, of course we are very happy, and the baby!"

At the mention of the baby, her eyes suddenly become bright. Yes, in this life, she not only has a Sheng who loves her and protects her, but also has a baby who belongs to two people. She is the winner of her life!

She happily bent her eyes and asked in a low voice, "ah Sheng, do you think I'm a winner in life?"

Xuanyuansheng reached out and scraped her nose: "of course, you are the biggest winner in life, the queen of the world."

At this time, Green Toad had already prepared the bath water, xuanyuansheng didn't worry about anything, and went to the water room with her.

That night, song Qingqing completely put down the knot, she really satisfied his wish, let him liberate the desire that has been repressed.

Inside the bedroom, the rain falls, but it can't hide the flowers. It's a beautiful scene, which makes people dare not look directly at it.

When song Qingqing woke up the next day, he saw song Qingshan who was a little tired. He asked: "should she go back to her old house?"

Song Qingchen said in silence: "bury it anywhere. I believe people in the old house don't want to see her body. They prefer that she is still alive to believe that she is dead."

Song Qingshan nodded, turned and left quickly.

Song Qingqing looked at his back and went to Liu's room to visit her in silence for a moment.

Liu sat on the bed in a daze. When he heard the footsteps, he didn't lift his head. On the contrary, ci'er next to him called hoarsely: "sister!"

Song Qingqing looked at ci'er painfully, reached for his thin face and asked, "do you feel better?"

Ci'er nodded: "sister, I'll make it through."

Song Qingqing rubbed the top of his hair and sat on the side of Liu's body and said, "mother, don't blame me for tying you up like this. I just don't want you to hurt yourself. Can you understand?"

Liu couldn't move, but her mouth could speak. She bit her teeth and said, "it's all my fault. My mother believes the bad man's words wrongly, and it's only her own harm, but it's also my son's harm. Do you know? Do you want to die? "

Song Qingqing looked at her sad: "mother, I tell you a good news, Song Ying, she is dead!"

Liu's whole body froze for a long time before she gave out a sharp laugh. Suddenly, she glared round her eyes, flashed a ferocious look on her face and said, "I'm going to see her body!"