In the dark room, after Su Shajue waited to see the middle-aged man's face clearly, his eyes were filled with shock: "Is it you?" The handsome and relegated jade's face became more sinister in the dim candlelight, with waves of cold air exuding all over his body.
Xue Ruo Kuang: "Tell me, who borrowed your courage and dared to do this to this king."
The middle-aged man's old face immediately turned red in the candlelight. He was in uncontrollable pain and coughed frequently.
Suddenly, his throat loosened, and the old man fell to the ground. He coughed violently, as if he was afraid that the guards outside would know, and he covered his mouth desperately, holding himself in until his face turned red.
After thinking for a while, he told Su Sha Jue the whole story.
In this way, Su Shajue listened to the middle-aged man's verbal 'explanation' for two hours.
Gradually, with the middle-aged man's 'explanation', the cruelty that had been dormant for ten years began to explode bit by bit. The already gloomy air in the dark room seemed to be injected with several cold currents, and the thin air instantly
Solid and suffocating.
After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man touched his still uncomfortable throat and said: "Your Majesty, I have already told you that I have told you all, so please forgive me. I am also forced to have no choice but to do anything to you. Fortunately, I have never done anything to you."
I have murderous intent, so please think twice."
Hearing this, Su Leng's lonely and lonely eyes clenched in pain, and his heart felt miserable.
He turned a deaf ear to the other party's words, his cold voice sounded low, and he asked harshly: "Where is Jun Ziyan? How are she and Xuan Han doing now?"
"She——" The middle-aged man froze and did not dare to say anything more.
"Say—" Su Sha yelled mercilessly, with no patience at all, and his cold words were full of cruel and devouring murderous intent.
"Since the prince disappeared, my wife has been ill and depressed. When she was dying of illness, the general almost fed her the 'Lost Heart Grass' in order to save her.
Fortunately, the young prince showed up immediately and took her back to Prince Su's Mansion. Her body recovered after a few days and she was in good spirits. However, she was admitted to the palace by the Imperial Concubine yesterday, which may have made her unhappy.
I accidentally received thirty canes, and now the situation is not good." The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh with regret at the end.
"'Thirty sticks'?" After hearing the last word, Su Shajue gasped in shock, and his pale face turned as pale as snow.
His throat seemed to be pinched, causing him to choke for a while, his eyes gradually turned red, and he held back the mist. After a while, after his excitement calmed down a little, he tried hard to calm down, and asked with difficulty: "Why? Concubine?"
Why do you do this? Didn't anyone come out to save her in time? Where are Wanyanche and Su Guleng? Are they both dead? Why did she get hurt? Why?" The voice was hoarse and frightened, expressing his satisfaction for her.
Ying felt heartbroken.
Seeing him like this, the middle-aged man didn't know how to answer for a moment. After pondering for a moment, he sighed: "The emperor left a step late, and the general Xu didn't know about it, so - after thirty sticks were used, the muscles and bones were broken."
It is inevitable, but please rest assured, Your Majesty, Madam’s injury has been treated in time, and the injury will heal slowly.”
Hearing this, Su Shajue only hated himself for being useless, for not being able to return to her in time when she needed him most, and for making Zi Yan suffer so much.
‘Loss of heart’? Oh my god, what has she been going through these days?
He could imagine the despair of a woman who had always been proud when faced with the separation of life and death. It was a torture of approaching death.
He could imagine the mother-in-law's dissatisfaction and revenge on her when she knew that he was missing because of her, and what kind of disaster would the arrogance he admired in her bring to her when she faced the mother-in-law?
She received thirty canes for no reason! To her, it was definitely the ultimate insult.
And he said that he felt the pain of his body and mind. If possible, he wished that the thirty sticks could hit him.
However, as the man who promised her a life-long promise, he couldn't always stay by her side to protect her. Thinking of this, how could he not hate himself!
When he thought of the always flamboyant and frivolous woman who had become sick and unable to shake due to herself, and suffered the punishment of her mother and concubine with a stick, he wished he could take a knife and execute himself in Ling Chi.
His anxious heart made him unable to bear it any longer, and he burst out in a loud voice, "I am leaving here now, and I must not let her get hurt in the slightest again. Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, his fists under his sleeves were clenched tightly, and every breath he took was filled with hatred.
"My lord, you can't do that! Please think twice," the middle-aged man knelt down and begged.
"You dare to stop me——" The palm under Su Sha Jue's sleeves grabbed the opponent with murderous intent.
two hours later
There was a 'bang' sound, and a man walked out of the dark room. He had white temples and a solemn expression, and he was walking with a smile on his back, carrying a medicine box.
All the way down, there were narrow passages where you couldn't see your fingers. The middle-aged man had no choice but to take out the fire seal and use the dim light of the fire seal to grope his way forward in the dark passage.
When he reached a fork, he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing behind him. A red shadow flashed in front of his eyes. The bright sword tip was pressed against the middle-aged man's throat. Suddenly, his whole body tensed up.
, turned pale with fright.
In the dark secret passage, the outline of the woman in front of him was invisible, but the snake-scorpion-eating light emerging from her pupils made him feel uneasy.
A cold murderous aura hit his face, undulating in this long dark passage. As long as the sword in the woman's hand was even slightly closer to his throat, blood would burst out in the next moment, and he would become the victim of the sword.
"Sir, you're going the wrong way, you should go to the right." The woman in red's cold and sharp voice sounded even colder in this dark fork.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man froze and opened his tongue to explain: "Old, I'm really confused. I drank a few glasses of wine when I came here. Since I was so drunk that I knew the wrong way, it seems that I am really old. Thank you for the girl's guidance.
.”
Suddenly, there was a "light" sound in the secret passage, the sword at the throat was already sheathed, and the other party's cold voice showed impatience, "Get out."
"Yes, yes, I'm leaving right now, I'm leaving right now." The middle-aged man didn't even bother to bow to the woman. He seemed so frightened that he was already sober. He quickly grabbed the medicine box and crawled out of the secret passage.
The woman in red raised her thin lips in disdain, feeling that the middle-aged man was really ridiculous. He usually looked sanctimonious and was not a person who was afraid of death.
Suddenly, the woman's cold eyes narrowed and she looked into the empty secret passage and fell into deep thought for a while.
Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes quickly turned sinister.
With a "bang" sound, the door to the dark room was opened again.
Everything inside is still the same silence and coldness, the lonely candle is burning, the light is dim, and the fragrance of tea is lingering.
The quiet and lonely dark room became even more cold and frightening as the woman looked around.
When she walked to the bed and saw the unconscious man, the doubts in the woman's heart faded away, and her eyes narrowed. It seemed that she had been worrying too much.
Turning around and leaving, the compartment door was closed again.
The candlelight flickered, and the warm dim light made this dark room even more desolate and lonely. Such lonely despair almost made people breathless.
After the woman left, the man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were dull and his breathing was heavy. It was obvious that the lingering fear was still there, and his dry forehead was covered with sweat.
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Uh, today the meatballs are jammed. It took a long time to fix them, sweat! (A small announcement: the meatballs are going to be abused again! Everyone remember the egg order! -_-.sorry!) Tomorrow the meatballs will be updated four times -_-!!
To give you a little reassurance: In fact, Wanzi has reached this point single-handedly, and Ao Fei is almost at the end. It is estimated that there are still 40,000 to 50,000 words left, and Wanzi will strive to complete his merits within a week, hehe!
(Those who like Su Xuanhan can see the love story of this little old man in the sequel. Alas, Wanzi can only say, 'rough and bumpy'!) (There is also the nameless one with the iron fan, Li Yubai's, Duan Mu and that
Miss Sun’s story will be seen in the subsequent episodes of Xiao Xiao. Well, this is the inner persistence of Wanzi. Wanzi loves his son Sunsundi~~~gt;_lt;~+)
(The above 238 words of nonsense are not included in the calculation of reading coins, please rest assured! The actual chapter content is 2152 words!)