Luqiao has always been cheerful, and has never felt so inferior as she is now!
She really wished she could dig a hole and bury herself directly. It doesn't matter if she just died in such pain, she shouldn't be ashamed in front of him!
"Go away! Go away!" Lu Qiao bravely burrowed into the dry grass on the ground!
Xia Qinglan didn't know what was wrong with her, so she stepped forward quickly, grabbed her shoulders, and then forcibly straightened her body, looking into her eyes!
With just one glance, he was so scared that he dropped his hand!
A good girl, a girl who makes people feel sunny when she smiles, is... actually being abused to this point! Her face was completely ruined, if he hadn't seen the red mole at the corner of her eye, he wouldn't dare to recognize her!
Seeing his frightened appearance, Luqiao felt even more inferior in her heart!
He was scared! He was frightened by the monster-like self in front of him!
Lu Qiao felt extremely uncomfortable, even if he didn't like her, she still wanted to leave a clean appearance in his mind, now it's all over... all ruined! All ruined!
She straightened up in pain, covered the other person's eyes with her hands, and kept crying, "Don't look! I beg you, don't look...don't look!"
Xia Qinglan calmed down for a long time, then carefully opened her hands, met her eyes that were red from crying, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I won't look at it, I won't look at it—"
As he spoke, he tore a long strip of cloth from the corner of his clothes, carefully covered her face, and tied it behind her head, only revealing a pair of pitiful eyes.
As if Luqiao had grasped a life-saving straw, her heartbeat gradually calmed down, and her breathing gradually became gentle.
"Can you go?" Xia Qinglan asked out loud.
Luqiao didn't speak, just stared at her swollen ankles in a daze.
Xia Qinglan followed her line of sight, her brows furrowed again, then she bent down and hugged her horizontally.
Lu Qiao's head rushed out of inertia, and hit his strong chest muscles! Even though he is a frail scholar, when he picked up a woman, he had great strength. Luqiao had fantasized about being hugged by him countless times, full of joy... Now that he hugged her, the two of them were tightly attached to each other, and she could even smell the pure man's breath on his body, but she never again I can't be happy anymore.
Xia Qinglan hugged her and walked towards the prison door.
Murong Ao stopped him with his arms crossed, and said with a livid face, "Master Xia, although you are a second-rank official of the imperial court, you are in charge of the Ministry of Household Affairs after all. You have nothing to do with the affairs of the prison! I can let you out, but This criminal... you must stay!"
"Old Patriarch Murong, you are right. I can't control the affairs of the prison, but you are just the leader of a clan. Could it be that your family opened the prison, so you can stop me?!" Xia Qing Lan asked back.
"You!" Murong Ao was so choked by him that he couldn't speak!
Zhao Xianzhong, who had been stunned to the side, said coldly, "He can't control it, but the official can?! This girl committed a crime, why do you take her away?!"
"Why do you say she committed a crime? Just because she was holding a dead baby in her arms?! Just based on this old man's one-sided words, you think that baby is the little grandson of his Murong family?!" Xia Qinglan sneered , "Tell you the truth! That's my Xia Qinglan's child, a premature baby just born in the seventh month of Qiao'er's pregnancy!"