Xue Honglian's moodless eyes slowly stained with blood red.
That is the hatred condensed from the blood of the family.
But for an instant, red was swallowed by pure black.
He will never forget the hatred, the scene Qing Lian saw with his own eyes was also what he saw with his own eyes.
"I have more than 300 people in Baicao Valley, and in the end I was the only one who crawled out of the dead, but look at me like this! If there is hatred supporting me, I don't want to live, because life is better than death!"
Xue Honglian's eyes fell on the wheelchair, and the two legs hanging down there were as soft as boneless.
When my uncle survived, he could only lie on the bed every day, unable to move his fingers. The pain of broken bones and tendons made him unhuman.
He had been with Qinglianhua for nearly eight years before he could sit up in a wheelchair and eat with his chopsticks.
It only ends here.
For the past eight years, my uncle has not lived like a person.
There was a burst of pain in the back, straining the nerves, sweat dripping from the forehead, Xue Honglian forced her mouth, "Uncle, I have never forgotten the hatred. But I don't understand why my uncle is so obsessed with killing. Feng Qingbai, that incident has nothing to do with him."
"How can it be irrelevant!" Xue Zhong roared, madly, "He is the blood of that person, then he is our enemy! Father's debt is paid!"
The tablets on the altar table watched this scene quietly, and the responses aroused in the narrow space were like sobbing, as if the tablets were sobbing.
The man in the wheelchair left, and Xue Honglian was still kneeling there with a blank expression.
"Are you a fool? If your uncle wants to beat you, let him beat you? If you run farther, he can catch up?" The voice of the exit hated that iron can't become steel.
"He asked you to get a letter from the five princes of Dongyue, how do you get the letter? Did you really help him kill the other princes?"
"Hey, Safflower, don't pretend to be dead, just say a word!"
"Fainted? Really fainted? Then why don't you sleep longer and don't come out if there is nothing wrong, how about Xiaoye taking you to travel around the world?"
Xue Qinglian's mouth was cheap for a long time, and she didn't wait for Honghua to punch him.
"Hiss! Fuck!" Reached out and touched the painful back, with a hand of blood, and a large area of red on his pants, Xue Qinglian bared her teeth.
That guy can really hold on, but he didn't say a word in pain like this, and he deserved to faint.
A gourd-shaped jade pendant was dug out from the side pocket of his outer robe, Xue Qinglian took a small sip, and a warm current flowed from her throat into her lungs and quickly spread to her limbs.
The pain in his back dissipated so obviously, he could even feel the bloody wounds congealing.
That day, Feng Qingbai was let go. In order to be able to have a relationship with his uncle, Hong Hua stabbed a knife near her heart, not to mention that she was killed immediately. Had it not been for this bottle of potion, it would take at least half a year to recover.
Fortunately, he had a reputation as a ghost doctor, which didn't arouse his uncle's suspicion.
"Fu Nuan is not kind. She has hidden such a good thing and never gave it to me, so I look back for her to go!" He had long suspected that Fu Nuan had the best thing in her hand, this time it was a show.
Turning the gourd jade pendant, Xue Qinglian's eyes flashed brightly, thoughtfully.
The next day, the subordinates reported to Xue Zhong's place, "The young master has disappeared, and no one can be found in the mansion. Finally, we found this in the young master's room."
Take over what the next person submits, a letter.
After Xue Zhong opened and looked at it, his face looked grim, "Xue Qinglian!"
"Uncle, I'm sorry, Lord is not a killer, not so obedient." Successfully walked out of the Dongyue Imperial City, looked back at the towering city gate, Xue Qinglian clicked the corner of her mouth and left quickly.
Time quietly entered September, the golden osmanthus in the imperial garden of the palace had begun to bloom, and the whole harem was filled with elegant fragrance.
Wake up in the morning and walked around the Yuhuayuan, which happened to be time for breakfast.
The old woman in the Hall of Nourishing the Heart has gotten up, leaning on the soft couch and reading the scriptures.
People are very thin.
Since she told the truth that day, the empress dowager has become more indifferent to Liu Yusheng.
If not necessary, she will never be ignored. Patience did not drive her out of the Hall of Nourishment, and I was afraid that it was because of her getting bigger belly.
The hand patted the belly like a small leather ball, Liu Yusheng sighed lightly, this is now her magic weapon for winning.
Only holding her belly and pretending to be uncomfortable in front of the emperor dowager can make her feel soft.
She didn't care when she first lived in the palace, she could leave anytime.
Now she didn't want to leave so easily. Before the mystery was solved, she didn't want to go, and couldn't bear to go.
The empress dowager is an old woman who pretends to be tough, but she is lonely and poor.
After fully understanding her past experience, seeing her full of silver hair only makes people feel distressed.
"Queen dowager, the golden osmanthus in the imperial garden is so beautiful, and the fragrance is fragrant. You will come with me tomorrow. It is not good to be bored in the hall of nourishing the heart all day long." Liu Yusheng pretended to be relaxed.
Stepping into the threshold, she frowned just as she approached the empress dowager, and struck her stomach with an ouch.
The Queen Mother did not even lift her eyelids.
The old mother standing behind her winked her eyes at Liu Yusheng, and saw that Liu Yusheng was still holding her belly and bent over, helplessly, "Wang Hao, you should go and sit next to you. It's okay, don't disturb the Queen Mother."
The princess had used this trick more than a dozen times before the Queen Mother, and it didn't work anymore.
Liu Yusheng's face was bitter, and slowly straightened up, "No, I really hurt. The one in my stomach kicked me several times."
She really didn't pretend this time.
His waist straightened up, and the little guy in his stomach kicked again. The clothes in summer were light, and the movement in Liu Yusheng's stomach could be seen through his clothes.
"Oh! This is a great kick! Concubine, please sit down!" The old mother saw it, and was surprised to step forward and hold the person, and at the suggestion of Liu Yusheng, let her sit on the soft couch next to the empress dowager. "The old slave really has never seen such a big noise, and his belly is full of the boss!"
"No, the fetal movement is not so severe in normal times, and it was particularly noisy today." Especially after entering the Hall of Nurturing the Heart, Liu Yusheng couldn't laugh or cry.
"Look at it, here it comes again, is this a small fist or a small foot?"
"It's such a big bag, I guess the little guy is going to somersault in it, holding his head against me."
The words of the two of you and me filled their ears, and the empress dowager was uneasy at first, and now she can't enter it. The scripture in her hand is a decoration.
Unable to hold back, the corner of his eyes slid on the woman's belly, just to see a corner of her belly protruding, which supported her clothes.
"Why are you so noisy?" The Queen Mother said calmly. When she was pregnant, her fetal movements for five or six months were not like Liu Yusheng's. She was only four months old. Did the little baby fight in her stomach
Liu Yusheng immediately lost his face in crying, "I don't know what's going on, it hurts me because of kicking!"
"Squeamish!"