Chapter 130

But Rong embroidery had not gone out of two steps, she heard the shrill scream outside. Her steps stopped at once: "what's wrong with the outside?"

She asked, had already walked out of the room, February sun, or some dazzling, Rong embroidery slightly covered her eyes, but she soon saw a startling red, the courtyard, was dragged out of a narrow bloodstain, and on one side, it was a woman crying.

Rong embroidery turned her eyes, but her eyes were covered with both hands: "don't look."

The man behind him was the king of Qichun. Rong Xiu shook his head: "no, I can bear it."

The hands were slowly released. In the courtyard, there was a flesh and blood ball that kept moving her body. Only the bloody face made Rongxiu recognize that it seemed to be the Bi shirt woman who was assassinated that day. But now, her hands and feet have been cut off.

The Housekeeper on one side seemed not to see it, and even made a wink. The two people next to him pressed the woman down and sprinkled red powder on her wound.

The blood stopped, but the woman's cry seemed more painful.

"What's in those powders?" Rongxiu immediately realized that it was not ordinary hemostatic powder, but added other medicinal materials.

"Rong xiuniang has good eyesight." Perhaps seeing the king's attitude towards Rong embroidery, the housekeeper was more respectful: "there is a little broken dragon grass in it, but the dosage is very small, which can not only make her suffer, but also stop her blood temporarily."

Such a cruel thing, but he said it with such a calm tone, Rong Xiu could not help feeling chest suffocation.

"Well, I'll drag her out." Qi Chun Wang Sen ran a smile.

The woman had not even a piece of good meat. She was already scarred and lived in such humiliation. At the moment, death was a relief for her.

"Oh, by the way, don't let her die. As long as she refuses to speak out for a moment, she will be saved for a day." The king of Qichun said this to the woman.

This may be a terrible psychological hint. The woman opened her mouth slightly, and her blood overflowed her teeth. In her eyes, there was a deep resentment and hatred: "I won't tell you..."

She made a fierce effort, actually directly toward the tongue to bite down, but before her mouth closed together, the king of Qichun had already made a move, but with a slight force on his hand, he jammed the woman's chin: "take her down, remove her chin, when she is willing to say, just give her a good time."

The housekeeper bowed to one side and said, "Lord, I have found out where the woman came from." He attached to the ears of the king of Qichun and whispered a few words.

The king of Qichun nodded with a smile: "well done." It seems that the housekeeper has found something, so it is this reaction.

The woman's eyes were full of shock. She kept shaking her head, which was the only way she could express herself.

"Close her chin." The king of Qichun took out a piece of silk and wiped his bloody hand. He was certainly too lazy to do it again.

The housekeeper listened to the words of the king of Qichun and went forward to close the woman's chin.

"You are What do you want to do? " The woman called out, "don't Don't hurt my family

Rong embroidery understood, just now the housekeeper and the king of Qichun didn't say anything at all, but they aroused the woman's imagination, let her extend, guess, and finally all her perseverance fell apart.

"I was sent by the king of Changling..." The woman lost all resistance: "don't hurt my family..."

"He is indeed." After Qichun Dynasty, he took a look: "OK, if you want to go back, go tomorrow."

The second half of the sentence is for Rongxiu to listen to.

Who was the king of Changling? It was not in the memory of the original owner, nor was Rong Xiu left much. She went back to her room, looked at the white porcelain medicine bottle on the table, and once again thought of the man who touched her forehead when she was half unconscious and half awake.

Who the hell is that man It will not be the king of Qichun. Rongxiu packed up the things in her hand. Seeing a maid passing by at the door, she hurriedly stopped her and said, "I was in a coma for a few days. Did you come with me before?"

"My wife has been in a coma for three days. I have never seen anyone with her." The maid respectfully said, "if the lady wants to know, I will ask the housekeeper."

"No, he's just a helper I hired. I'm afraid he's gone back with the other cooks." Rong Xiu thought that if she inquired, the housekeeper would be like an old fox. She could not help but see the clues.

"Well, the others left three days ago." The maid took a clean silk and put it aside: "lady, wipe your face." She put the bronze mirror on one side and put it in front of Rong Xiu. The person in the mirror still looks pale and colorless, but it adds a little bit of pity.

"I have never seen such a beautiful person as the lady. No wonder the Lord is so fond of him." This is what the maid said.

Rong Xiu said, "don't get me wrong. I'm just an ordinary woman. My husband is still waiting for me.""This..." The maid hung her head and said, "I don't know about these. The dishes in the kitchen should be ready. I'll go and have a look." She made a quick excuse and left.

Rong Xiu still felt that she didn't have any strength. She simply rested on the soft couch to nourish her spirits. After all, she shed so much blood that her body couldn't hold on for a while. That was also true.

I don't know how long after that, the maid came in again, followed by several people, and arranged the dishes on the table. There were six dishes and one soup, all of which were exquisite.

"Lady, the Lord will come and have dinner with you." Then the maids left.

Rongxiu almost didn't breathe. If the king of Qichun ate with him, he was afraid that he would not even want to eat any more. Rongxiu was helpless, so she had to sit at the table.

Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, the king of Qichun came. He sat next to Rongxiu, raised his silver chopstick, took the best piece of fish belly meat, and put it in the Rongxiu bowl: "have a meal."

There was a faint smell of blood on him, as if he had been contaminated by the interrogation of the woman.

"Lord, you You may have misunderstood something Rong Xiu was determined to make these things clear: "I'm just a peasant woman in the countryside. I like to study pharmacology. The situation was so urgent that I didn't have time to think about many things, so I flew over to block the dagger."

"What do you mean by that?" Qi Chun king looks very calm, he did not stop the chopsticks in his hand, still the best dishes, one by one into the bowl of Rong embroidery, everything seems very peaceful.