"Exactly!"
Zhao Xianzhong sneered.
Lu Qiao stared at the fiery red iron fork, and almost subconsciously shrank back.
"What? Now you know you're afraid?" Zhao Xianzhong bent down, and the fat on his waist and abdomen piled up into a ball. He pinched her chin and smiled coldly, "I ruined it." With your face, let's see if you dare to stare at me in the future!"
"Come on!"
"Get on the instrument of torture!"
"Don't, don't...don't." No woman could bear the pain of disfigurement, and Luqiao kept shrinking back until her back touched the cold corner of the wall, and the heat wave was overwhelming, and she lost consciousness.
Xiafu.
It was almost dusk when Xia Qinglan woke up. He rubbed the center of his brows, only to feel a severe headache. In this room, I don't know what is wrong. He straightened up from the couch tremblingly, his footsteps were flimsy, he was unsteady, his foot was sprained, and he fell towards the table beside him. He subconsciously stretched his arms, and happened to overturn the table A celadon vase!
The vase fell to the ground, and the contents inside were also spilled all over the floor!
Xia Qinglan squatted down, approached and sniffed the things on the ground, and quickly covered her mouth and nose!
This is Anshenxiang! Someone even lit Anshenxiang in his room! Someone deliberately let him sleep all afternoon, something must have happened outside!
He stumbled and crawled out of the house, rushed to the well in the backyard, fetched a bucket of well water, and drenched his head, only then did he fully wake up!
Ling Xiang arrived in a hurry, obviously not expecting him to wake up so early.
"Master, the servant has prepared dinner, please invite the master to eat in the front hall!" She said cautiously.
Xia Qinglan frowned and raised her voice suddenly, "Where's Madam?"
"Should...should still be in the secret room." Ling Xiang lost her confidence, her voice was so low that she could hardly hear it!
Seeing her evasive eyes, Xia Qinglan pushed her away and went straight to the secret room.
The dark secret room was empty, and Luqiao and the child had disappeared! All that was left was the spilled milk and the trampled mask on the ground.
"Master...Master!" Ling Xiang hurried over, looking at him with some fear.
Xia Qinglan looked back, rushed up quickly, grabbed her by the collar, and sternly said, "Didn't you say they were asleep?! Where are they?!"
"Slave... I don't know." She continued to lie.
"I don't know?!" Xia Qinglan sneered, "Then you didn't put the Anshen incense in the front hall?! You are the only servant in the entire Xia Mansion. If it's not you, who else could it be?! Could it be Ben? The officer himself?!"
Ling Xiang originally thought that Xia Qinglan had no feelings for Luqiao and that she was a dispensable existence, but she never expected that Xia Qinglan would be so angry!
Ling Xiang was taken aback, and knelt down with a plop towards him, crying, "Master heard from the servant, that the servant did this for the sake of the master! The young master died, and the lady rushed out with him in her arms. How could the servant stop me?" They couldn't stop her! She was stopped by the Murong family not far from the Xia mansion! They said that she killed the little grandson of the Murong family, and they took her directly to the government! The servants didn't know what was going on. What's going on, but the maidservant knows that the madam has to pay the price for murder! The master is now a second-rank official, so there is no need to ruin his career for her! After tonight, the case will almost be over , when the master marries another wife and concubine, it will be as if his wife has never been in the house!"