Vicious Villain’s Whitewash Plan

Vicious Villain’s Whitewash Plan Chapter 324

2022-01-25

Chapter 324 Pain

At this moment, Han Qingyan finally understood everything and why she let Mo When Jiu issued an edict, the tyrant would resist like that, preferring to be insulted, not willing to compromise in the slightest, and unwilling to take a step back.

Because it was his elder sister and stepfather, who caused his tragic past, dark past... How could he admit his mistakes?

But she believed oneself infallible that even if the former emperor and her father did something excessive, it was not a reason to kill them cruelly, so she forced Mo Jiu to hurt and torture fiercely. His murderers plead guilty...

What is the difference between her actions to Mo Jiu and his elder sister and stepfather?

Han Qingyan also knows why Mo Jiu is so afraid of beggar's humiliation, it's not that they are low, low, or that they are too dirty, it's just that he has suffered them before. The insult...

And her? She used the fear of the tyrant as a weakness to threaten him, even if she didn't really ask beggar to do anything to him in the end, but every threat and persecution would make Mo Jiu keep recalling everything in the past?

More importantly, even if Mo Jiu is so afraid of this matter, he is unyielding to his own crime of 'killing his sister and killing his father', and would rather face his fears...

Could it be that what the former emperor and her father did to Mo Jiu was more cruel than she imagined? It's also that King Zhou said so much, but didn't reveal it all?

Han Qingyan opened her eyes, stared blankly at the dagger that pierced her palm, and slowly pulled it out regardless of the pain and secondary injury.

The blood dyed red her entire arm, her body trembled more and more violently, and cold sweat continued to seep from her forehead.

But even so, Han Qingyan didn't make a sound.

She seems to be using pain to numb or punish herself, or she may shift her perception from the indescribable pain in her heart.

Ye Rumeng looked at her in shock, not expecting that Han Qingyan would be so cruel to herself.

But Han Qingyan's injury, even life and death, has nothing to do with her, Ye Rumeng said, "How is it?"

She was asking Han Qingyan if she would accept her talent. 's proposal.

Han Qingyan put down her hands tremblingly, and said hoarsely, "You can go back to the palace with me."

Ye Rumeng's heart froze, is this accepting or not accepting? Or set up an ambush in the Imperial Palace, intending to let her walk right into a trap?

Han Qingyan knew what she was thinking, and said softly: "He is not dead, he is alive and well, but..."

"But what?" Ye Rumeng was immediately excited stand up.

"But there's a chance that I'll never wake up again..." Han Qingyan closed her eyes again, thinking that as long as her body was in pain, she could reduce the pain in her heart, but as long as she thought about it Mo Jiu may never wake up, and her heart begins to ache.

Ye Rumeng was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't care about anything else, she grabbed Han Qingyan's collar, her eyes were red and bleeding: "Why did Your Majesty Like this?!"

The eyes with killing intent were right in front of him, as if Ye Rumeng couldn't hold back in the next moment and killed her here, but Han Qingyan didn't have a trace of resistance. Struggling thoughts.

She suddenly understands why the tyrant is not afraid of death. When a person finds that everything he has insisted on for a long time is wrong, and his belief collapses, how can he have the motivation to live?

And this was caused by her believe oneself infallible, and she brought it upon herself. Only the tyrant was forced to suffer those pains, and then was destroyed by despair and torment. The faith to live...

"I..." Han Qingyan opened her lips, "You will understand when you go and see him..."

She did not dare to tell the truth because she was worried about Ye Rumeng really killed her.

She can't die now, the tyrant hasn't woken up yet, how can she leave before him?

Ye Rumeng looked at the pain and gloom in Han Qingyan's eyes, suddenly understood something, let go of her, and said slowly, "You... like Your Majesty?"

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Even if Han Qingyan knew about Mo Jiu's tragic past, at most, she should show some sympathy, not a look of remorse contained in this pain.

Then there is only one possibility to explain...

Han Qingyan was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes."

She admitted so calmly , Ye Rumeng still felt unbelievable, if she really liked Your Majesty, how could she hurt him like that?

"At that time, we all thought it was his order for you to kill Wang Feng and the others. Pei Feng even killed him directly when he was angry. In order to save his life, I I can only..." Han Qingyan was a little hard to say any more, she seemed to be explaining, why wasn't she trying to find a reason for hurting Mo Jiu?

Ye Rumeng thought about it carefully, but she couldn't tell whether this sentence was true or false. So when Han Qingyan tortured Your Majesty, he was saving him instead?

She clenched her hands slowly, hesitated for a long time, then gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go back with you."

Even if Han Qingyan was lying to her, she must return to the palace , meet Your Majesty side anyway.

"en. ”

The two walked out of the room for a distance, and many silhouettes rushed out of the shadows.

They found that Han Qingyan had blood all over her upper body, and they were startled, and they were about to shoot at Ye Rumeng.

"Stop." Han Qingyan stopped them, her voice was weak, but still contained majesty, "Go and bring the corpse out of the room, and then... send it to General Pei's mansion."

When Pei Feng saw the body of King Zhou sent by his cronies, he would definitely enter the palace to see her, and then she would tell her the truth of all this.

"But Imperial Teacher, your injury..."

Han Qingyan lowered her head and glanced at it, the blood was still flowing, she whispered: "Call the imperial doctor here. , bandage me."

"Yes!"

Han Qingyan and Ye Rumeng returned to the bedroom, and there were two imperial physicians waiting there. To heal her wounds.

However, back here, Han Qingyan didn't care about her injury, she pushed the door first, walked all the way to the dragon's couch, looked at the man with closed eyes, and then stopped.

Mo Jiu lay there, quietly asleep, still pale.

The two imperial physicians chased after her, but they didn't dare to let Han Qingyan raise her hand, half-kneeling on the ground, using this posture to apply medicine and bandage to her lower hand.

The medicine was sprinkled into the metacarpal bones, it was real pain deep into bones, and the whole arm, which was so painful, was shaking slightly.

But she felt that it was not enough, not enough, far less than the pain in her heart, not even feeling it.

She seems to understand why this tyrant is not afraid of death and pain, because he has been tortured and abused too much, people have long been numb, and naturally they can't feel pain...

(end of this chapter)