Ruan Fu frowned: "It's not difficult for you to see him, but you have to be mentally prepared for him."
These words made Ling Yutong's heart tremble. "Dr. Ruan means... that I might see him being humiliated?"
"When I came, there was someone in the hall over there." Ruan Fu raised his eyes, his eyes filled with an inexplicable light.
Ling Yutong pursed her lips: "That is to say, even if we go, we can only watch him being tortured. If we don't want to alert the snake, we can't save him?"
Ruan Fu whispered: "Those people... I suggest you not to confront them easily."
"Except for those second-generation ancestors, there are no one else in the palace who dares to be so rampant. You are worried that that person must have an old grudge with them, so they will be so vicious."
Ling Yutong couldn't even think about what the word vicious meant without seeing it with his own eyes.
She bit her lip: "Those people can't stay in the palace forever, as long as I can see him..."
Ruan Fu sighed slightly, nodded and said, "Okay, I can take you to see him, but if those dudes are here, you have to listen to me and hide immediately."
Ling Yutong nodded quickly: "Okay, I will definitely hide."
They agreed to go see Qi Yan. Lu He was ignored by them the whole time, and her eyes were red with anger. However, she was injured and had difficulty moving. Even if she spent all her strength, she could only move a little.
Ruan Fu untied Ling Yutong, as if he had just remembered the existence of Lu He, he turned his head and nodded his chin: "What should I do with this loser?"
Ling Yutong frowned and looked over, and whispered: "I haven't figured out what happened to her yet. Could you please Dr. Ruan to tie her up here for me, and I will ask her questions when I come back."
Ruan Fu nodded slightly. He moved swiftly and Lu He didn't have any chance to resist. He was firmly tied to the beam where Ling Yutong had just stayed.
Lu He's eyes were fierce, and he opened his mouth to scream wildly. But Ling Yutong moved faster, raised his hand, tore off a strip of cloth from his body, and stuffed a piece of cloth into Lu He's mouth.
The sound of "wuwu" escaped from Lu He's mouth, and Ling Yutong pulled off a few more strips of cloth and wrapped them around his wounds.
When she finished all this, she looked up and saw the way Ruan Fu looked at her.
It was a strange look that seemed to contain some kind of shock and admiration.
He smiled slightly and said, "You are a lot like me."
Ling Yutong hesitated and pursed her lips uncomfortably. Unfortunately, when she was in a hurry, her habits were easily exposed. This habit of casually tearing off strips of cloth and wrapping wounds was something she got from following Ruan Fu.
It's just that she didn't become a disciple in this life, so she suddenly behaved like this...
She tried to be natural and coughed lightly: "Let's go. My injury is fine and I can walk without any problems."
Ruan Fu looked at her deeply and laughed: "Don't worry, let Xiu Niang explore the way for us."
He tilted his head and tapped Xiu Niang's nose gently. Xiu Niang flapped her wings and flew out from the window. In less than ten breaths, Xiu Niang came back and circled around Ruan Fu very cutely.
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Ruan Fu seemed to be listening quietly and smiled: "Okay, I understand. Thank you, Xiu Niang."
He stretched his shoulders naturally, and Xiu Niang landed on them.
Ling Yutong squinted her eyes, and she roughly understood what Xiu Niang meant. Just then, Ruan Fu turned his head and waved to her: "Let's go, there is no one over there."
They left the palace quickly. As expected, the place where Qi Yan was imprisoned was not far from the palace where she was imprisoned. She took a deep breath and pointed to open the paper window. When she saw the scene inside, Ling Yutong's breath was suffocated.
, the eye circles suddenly turned red.
Except for Qi Yan, there was no one else in the palace. She bypassed the guards and entered, her body trembling with every step she took.
Qi Yan's current appearance is too miserable.
He was like a bloody man, with whip wounds all over his body. This wound was different from Lu He's whip. I'm afraid there were sharp thorns around the whip. Every time a whip was applied, the person being beaten would have to bear more.
Minor injuries.
Perhaps feeling the different footsteps, Qi Yan's eyelashes trembled and he raised his eyes.
Ling Yutong couldn't help but cover her mouth, and she ran over in small steps. The tears in her eyes could not be controlled and were about to fall. The sight of him covered in blood and flesh always reminded her of the bad memories of her previous life, which would frighten her beyond measure.
Qi Yan's eyes didn't stay on her for long. He just shook his head at her and looked at Ruan Fu with vigilant eyes.
Ling Yutong immediately suppressed her emotions and asked in a low voice: "Doctor Ruan, do you still have any medicine on you? He is bleeding too much. If..."
Ruan Fu frowned slightly: "I don't have the habit of carrying many life-saving pills with me." He stepped forward and probed Qi Yan's neck. During this period, Qi Yan's eyes were like a wolf, and his muscles did not relax for a moment.
Ling Yutong whispered comfortingly: "He is here to help us, don't be nervous."
After listening to Ling Yutong's words, Qi Yan's muscles slowly relaxed, and the blood flowing from his body became more intense.
At this time, Ruan Fu frowned: "His condition is much more serious than yours. Wait a moment, I have to go back to my place to get medicine. You guys just wait here. I will be back soon, at least for a cup of tea."
After he finished speaking, Ling Yutong's heart flashed, and she immediately nodded: "Okay."
Ruan Fu turned around and was about to leave. Half way through, he seemed worried about her. He glanced around the hall and said, "Before I went to find you, I had a glimpse of the expressions of the second generation ancestors in the hall. They don't seem to be able to do so easily."
Let go of people."
"If you hear footsteps, you must hide as soon as possible. There is just enough room to hide you under that desk."
Ling Yutong immediately followed Ruan Fu's gaze and looked over. She nodded in agreement with a firm expression: "We are here, waiting for you to come back."
She looked like she had a lot of trust in him.
Ruan Fu looked in his eyes, and his heart suddenly felt soft. He responded, a smile flashed across his eyes, he turned around lightly, and disappeared.
Ling Yutong tore off a strip of cloth to wipe the unstoppable blood stains on Qi Yan's shoulders.
Qi Yan's eyelids trembled and he whispered: "How can you tear your clothes at will?" He looked closely and found that the wounds on her body were bandaged with strips of cloth similar in color to the clothes on her body.
Ling Yutong paused and said hesitantly: "It's just an undershirt, it's okay. It's more serious for you."
Qi Yan pursed his lips. He looked at Ling Yutong with a heavy gaze. When he caught a glimpse of the injuries on her body, his aura instantly became stronger.
"Who hurt you?"
Ling Yutong frowned: "Speaking of which, I don't know that person. Do you still remember the sensational chase in the city three years ago? That person said that our family killed her sister."
Qi Yan flatly denied: "Impossible!"
He was also in Beijing at the time and participated in the entire process, and the subsequent compensation was handled by my grandmother personally, so there would never be any mistakes made by any family.
Ling Yutong also frowned. Of course she believed in the Qi family. The Qi family was very cautious when it affected civilians. Unless someone deliberately concealed the news, or someone deliberately blamed the Qi family for this matter!
While she was deep in thought, there was a sound of empty footsteps at the door.
Qi Yan frowned: "Hide quickly, they are back."
Ling Yutong's heart tightened, and her body was faster than her brain, and she got under the desk in an instant.
She looked out from the seam of cloth hanging down from the desk, and saw a pair of brocade boots a few steps away. The pattern embroidered on those boots... must not be used by the prince!
Did Qi Yan actually have a grudge against the prince?
As soon as the prince spoke, Ling Yutong knew who it was.
The current surname of the capital is Zhou, and the prince who speaks is Zhou Luoyu. He is the son of the most favored Concubine Xian.
Qi Yan lowered his head and half-closed his eyes, as if he had fainted.
Zhou Luoyu sneered: "You just pretend? You can't stand such a small punishment?" He tilted his head and ordered: "Come here, bring me a basin of salt water, so that our fourth son, Qi, can wake up.
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"yes!"
The sound of fast footsteps came, and the palace man came over with a large basin of salt water. Zhou Luoyu glanced at it, opened his mouth and shouted: "Sprinkle it on me, the prince!"
The pale white water was poured down on Qi Yan's wound, and blood was mixed with it. The salt water fell to the ground. The wound made a squelching sound, which was painful enough to bite the bones.
In this almost cruel torture, Qi Yan raised his eyes and gave a sarcastic smile.