A Mistaken Marriage Match: A Generation of Military Counselor - Chapter 344

The sharp porcelain pieces are embedded in the meat like that. The blood and flesh blurred hand just looks painful. The woman seems to think it’s not enough. The thin fingers keep holding on, as if they are willing to immerse the porcelain pieces into the meat. With the struggle of Qingfeng, the blood soon splashed all over the ground. Mingze was completely enraged by her, and said in a cold voice: “your son is dead. Even if you drain the blood and torture yourself, he will not survive.”

Your son is dead

Dead

Angry voice in the ear yelled, those long known but do not want to believe the facts, and fear and despair, together rushed to the heart, green maple rigid body finally no longer struggle, virtual soft almost fell to the ground. Mingze is quick to see, holding her waist in one hand to slow down her falling speed, and quickly picking out the fragments in her two hands and throwing them to the corner of the wall.

Qingfeng sat on the ground, curled up, she felt so cold, the whole person was like immersed in ice water, she would like to sink into the dark and never wake up. But her brain is very clear, remember what happened today, remember zhier’s giggle, his sweet smile, his blue and purple face, and his cold hands!

Zhier, are you as cold as your mother? My mother wants to accompany you!

Green maple sat on the ground, hands tightly around the knee, blood dripping down the fingertips, tears quietly covered her face, silent slide. Looking at her heartbroken appearance, Mingze didn’t regret what she said just now, but actually felt the heartache. Reaching out to help her, he stopped at the moment when he touched her shoulder.

Tuckahoe found medicine and cotton cloth and came back. He saw the master sitting quietly on the ground, and Mingze’s hands were hanging on his side, but he was very close to the master, protecting her in the place where he could reach. He could not see their expression clearly in the night, but those eyes that were always cold in her eyes were clearly hidden with heartache and pity?! Tuckahoe is frozen there. He

When tuckahoe was at a loss, the gate of Qingfeng hall was pushed open from the outside, and the gate slammed on the wall, which shows the great human way.

Tuckahoe hurriedly retreated two steps from the half open door to see, just one eye, tuckahoe was scared to stare big eyes, the person is The emperor?!

In front of the dark courtyard, the emperor’s black robe was almost integrated into the night, and his feet were flying fast. The emperor came alone. There was no eunuch behind him, nor did the royal doctor. Even the senior manager who often followed the emperor was not seen. Tuckahoe’s heart was shocked. Suddenly, he thought of the two people in the inner room. If the emperor saw them leaning on each other like this

Poria’s heart thumped, and ran to the inner room quickly, ignoring many things. She took the green maple to her bosom, and pushed Mingze aside a moment before the door was opened. She said loudly, “master, my maid will bandage your wound.”

The inner room was gray. The long hair of green maple was scattered behind him. He sat on the ground barefoot, wearing only the middle coat. The sleeves and knees were all bloodstained. The small inner room was full of bloodstains. The tall figure came in without saying a word. No one in the room would mistake his anger. The dark eyes were tightly locked on the green maple. Because of this terrible anger, tuckahoe’s hand holding the medicine bottle shook uncontrollably. Looking at her clumsy appearance, Yan Hongtian’s face became more and more gloomy.

“Go away! Get out of here. ”

Poria did not dare to see Yan Hongtian, let alone stay more. She put the hemostatic medicine and cotton cloth on the dwarf table. When she passed Mingze, she saw that he was still stunned and grabbed his sleeve and pulled him out.

Hurry to close the door, tuckahoe’s heart just relaxed a little. He finally got over his nerves. Looking back, Mingze was no longer behind him. He was still standing in his usual position. His hand is also covered with blood stains. I don’t know if it’s the master’s or if he hurt his hand when he snatched the fragments. Tuckahoe wants to ask him, but the proud breath of his whole body makes people unable to get close to him, and his eyes also recover their former silence.

Poria look at Mingze, and then look at the inner room, if you have thought.

Just now Is she wrong?

In the inner room, Qingfeng was still squatting on the ground with her head resting on her knees, as if she was the only one left in the room. Yanhongtian goes to Qingfeng, and the tall figure squats down beside her. Qingfeng’s thin body is immediately shrouded in darkness. Yanhongtian’s breath surrounds her. Qingfeng, who has been indifferent, suddenly moves, slightly raises his head, and lowers his head again after seeing the black robe.

Her palm was still bloody and dripping on the ground along her fingertips. Yanhongtian grabbed her wrist. He thought Qingfeng would struggle or bite him as hard as in the afternoon, but she didn’t.

She let him bandage her wound, let him carry her to bed, hold her chin and lift her face, forcing her to look at him.

The candlelight reflected in from the screen. Yan Hongtian stood in front of the bed with the candlelight on her back. She could not see his face.

“Zhier is dead.” Said the hoarse voice calmly.

Yan Hongtian’s back is stiff, and her hand is tight holding her chin. It’s a long time before I hear him “hum”.

“Zhier is dead!” Every word is like jumping out of the teeth. Qingfeng reaches for his hand, grabs his lapel tightly, and stares at the face she can’t see in the dark. Qingfeng asks one by one: “you don’t mean that he will be ok? Didn’t you say you would protect us? He’s dead… ”

“You liar! Liar! Liar… ” A voice of questioning and the cry of Qingfeng, echoed in his ear again and again, this night, Qingfeng tightly pulled his collar, his face was deeply buried in his arms, the first painful silence, the body that constantly trembled, the burning tears, the pain of bone erosion came from wave to wave, yanhongtian always stood upright, listened, suffered.

“Who told you to kill that child?”

In the dark narrow lane, a young man stood in the deep lane. His blue suit set off his noble spirit. His voice was full of anger. Beside him stood a dark figure, the man covered from head to foot in a big black cloak. Hearing the man’s reprimand, a slender hand came out of the cloak and gently lifted it to reveal a white face, which is a woman’s face.

The woman raised her head slightly. She was actually the close female official of the empress – Shuixin. Under the cover of the black cape, she is less gentle and dignified and more ghostly than the people in the imperial palace. She has a smile on her lips, and her face is leisurely without panic. “Isn’t the old man saying that there can only be one prince in the palace?” The voice of Qingrun is a little lazy. She doesn’t pay attention to Xin Yichen’s anger.

“It depends on the time. If you don’t have an order, you shouldn’t make your own decision!”

“Are you blaming me now?” The sound of water core is still soft, and the eyes are slightly selected. Being swept by her sharp eyes, Xin Yihuang couldn’t help shaking for a while, and his voice was not as powerful as before: “I I didn’t say that. ”

Looking at him, the water core snorted: “Yan Hongtian has asked Shan Yulan to thoroughly investigate the military food case. It’s obvious that he wants to move your Xin family. If the child doesn’t die, he will pass on the title of prince to him. Those old people in the court are old hands who see the wind and drive the wind. Maybe they will go to Lou Xiyan and Su Ling. Now the child is dead, but there’s a big threat missing. I’m here Help you. ”

He always felt that he was led by this woman by the nose. Xin Yichen was upset and replied, “in a word, dad said, don’t make anything happen again. Don’t let Ning’er make trouble.”

Leave her alone? Well, she’s waiting for the show. The water core smiled at Xin Yihuang, and said, “OK!” Finish saying that the water core did not look at Xin Yihe more, the thin figure quickly disappeared in the deep lane.

In the past ten years, seeing more of this woman’s means, just that smile made him straight up gooseflesh. Xin Yifan spat in a dark voice. This woman is so unpredictable that I don’t know why my father can use her at ease.

The time of Hai has passed. In the study of yuelou, the candle is bright. Zhuo Qing is sitting alone in her study. She looks at the handkerchief that has been cut into several pieces on the desk and put on the wooden tray in order. She looks thoughtful.

These days, Poria didn’t come to her again. Listen to Lou Xiyan. Qingfeng fainted and woke up the next day. Then she knelt down and accompanied her child out of Xiugong palace. Now the situation is unknown. Zhuoqing dare not rush into the palace. In recent days, she has been trying to find out what ingredients are in the silk handkerchief containing children’s saliva, but there is no reagent or equipment here, so it’s too difficult. At present, she can confirm that there are nitrite ingredients in the silk handkerchief, but the quantity is not large. If there is nitrite in the child’s mouth, the possibility of death from poisoning will be greatly increased. However, the amount of nitrite should not be fatal. She can’t test other ingredients at the moment.

That bowl of medicine may be the key. If you can find the dregs

Zhuo Qing is thinking, suddenly a heavy shoulder, Zhuo Qing back to God, looked up, Lou Xiyan is smiling at her, with some blame in her eyes. Zhuo Qing shrugs. People here almost go to bed at 8 pm. It’s too hard for her to go to bed so early.

Zhuo Qing got up and held the cool hand on her shoulder. She said sadly, “I can’t sleep…”

Lou Xiyan shakes her head helplessly, and doesn’t talk about her any more. She feels a dark token from her arms and hands it to her.

“This is?” This token is bigger than the one green maple gave her, and the carved patterns seem to be more exquisite.

“The token given by the emperor allows you to enter the Palace once in three days and accompany Qingfeng.”

In this way, you can at least go to see how the situation of Qingfeng is. If possible, you can go to the Royal Hospital.

Thinking of the imperial medical garden, Zhuo Qing led Lou Xiyan to the table, pointed to some silk handkerchiefs on the table that had changed in color, and said: “Xiyan, come and have a look. It’s really poisonous on the silk handkerchief. The cause of the child’s death is definitely suspicious. Can you… “