Chapter 830 Fighting in the Stomach?
Xue Honglian's emotionless eyes slowly turned blood red.
It was hatred condensed from the blood of family members.
Then, in an instant, the red was swallowed by pure black again.
He will never forget the hatred, the scene that Qinglian witnessed was also what he saw with his own eyes.
"There are more than 300 people in my Baicao Valley. In the end, I was the only one who crawled out from the pile of dead people. But look at me now! If it weren't for the support of hatred, I don't want to live at all, because life is better than death!"
Xue Honglian's gaze fell on the wheelchair, where the two legs hanging down were so limp as if they had no bones.
At the beginning of his life, my uncle could only lie on the bed every day, unable to move his fingers. The pain of broken bones and tendons made him out of shape.
It took him and Qinglian nearly eight years before he could sit up in a wheelchair and eat with chopsticks by himself.
And that's all.
For the past eight years, my uncle has not lived like a human being.
Pain came from the back one after another, pulling the nerves, and sweat dripped from her forehead. Xue Honglian forced herself to speak, "Uncle, I have never forgotten the hatred. It's just that I don't understand why uncle is so obsessed with killing Feng Qingbai, that incident back then has nothing to do with him."
"How can it be irrelevant!" Xue Zhong roared, looking like he was crazy, "He is the blood of that person, so he is our enemy! Father's debt is paid by son!"
The tablets on the altar watched this scene silently, and the response stirred up in the narrow space was like a whimper, like the tablets were weeping.
The man in the wheelchair left, but Xue Honglian was still kneeling there with a blank expression.
"Are you a fool? If your uncle wants to beat you, let him beat you? If you run farther away, he can catch up with you?" The voice that came out was full of hatred.
"He asked you to win the trust of the Fifth Prince of Dongyue, how are you going to win the trust? Did you really help him kill the other crown princes?"
"Hey, Honghua, don't pretend to be dead, make a sound!"
"Did you faint? Did you really faint? Then why don't you sleep longer and don't come out if you have nothing to do. How about I take you to wander the world?"
Xue Qinglian sneered for a long while, but she didn't wait for Honghua to punch him.
"Hiss! Damn it!" She stretched out her hand to touch her painful back, stained with blood, her trousers were already red, and Xue Qinglian bared her teeth.
That guy could really hold on, he didn't say a word when he was in such pain, he deserved to pass out.
Taking out a gourd-shaped jade pendant from the side pocket of her outer robe, Xue Qinglian reluctantly took a sip, a warm current flowed from her throat into her lungs, and quickly spread to her limbs.
The pain in his back dissipated very obviously, and he could even feel that the bloody wound was forming a thin film.
That day when Feng Qingbai was let go, in order to be able to deal with her uncle, Hong Hua stabbed her near the heart, not to mention killing her immediately, but in fact it was almost the same. If it weren't for this bottle of potion, it would take at least half a year to recover.
Fortunately, he has a reputation as a ghost doctor, so he didn't arouse his uncle's suspicion.
"Fu Nannu is not kind, she hid such a good thing and didn't give it to me, go find her later!" He had long suspected that Fu Nannu had the best things in his hands, but this time he revealed his secrets.
Turning the gourd jade pendant, Xue Qinglian's eyes flashed, thoughtful.
The next day, the servants reported to Xue Zhong, "The young master disappeared, and there was no one to be found anywhere in the mansion, and finally found this in the young master's room."
He took what was presented by the servant, a letter.
After Xue Zhong took it apart and looked at it, his expression was ferocious, "Xue Qinglian!"
"Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm not a killer, so I'm not so obedient." After successfully walking out of the Dongyue imperial city, Xue Qinglian looked back at the majestic city gate, and quickly left with a twitch of her mouth.
The time has quietly entered September, and the golden osmanthus in the imperial garden of the palace has begun to bloom, and the whole harem is filled with elegant fragrance.
In the morning, I walked around the imperial garden and came back, it happened to be time for breakfast.
The old lady in the Hall of Mental Cultivation has already got up and is leaning on the soft couch to read scriptures.
People are emaciated terribly.
Since telling the truth that day, the Empress Dowager became even more indifferent to Liu Yusheng.
If you don't have to, you will never talk to her. He was patient and didn't drive her out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, probably because of her growing belly.
Patting her belly like a small ball with her hand, Liu Yusheng sighed softly, this is now her magic weapon.
Only by holding her stomach and pretending to be uncomfortable in front of the empress dowager can she soften her heart.
As for the beginning of living in the palace, she didn't care, she could leave at any time.
Now she doesn't want to leave so easily. Before the mystery is solved, she doesn't want to leave, and she can't bear to leave.
The empress dowager is a lonely and pitiful old woman who pretends to be tough.
After fully understanding what happened to her, and looking at her with silver hair, it only makes people feel distressed.
"Empress Dowager, the golden osmanthus blooms so beautifully in the imperial garden, with a strong fragrance. Come and take a walk with me tomorrow. It's not good to be bored in the Hall of Mental Cultivation all day." Liu Yusheng pretended to be relaxed.
Stepping over the threshold, as soon as she approached the empress dowager, she frowned and held her stomach with an ouch.
The empress dowager didn't even lift her eyelids.
The old nanny standing behind her winked at Liu Yusheng, seeing that Liu Yusheng was still bending over with her stomach in her hands, she was helpless, "Princess, you should go and sit next to her, don't bother the Empress Dowager if you have nothing to do."
The concubine has used this trick more than a dozen times in front of the queen mother, and it has long since ceased to work.
With a bitter face, Liu Yusheng straightened up slowly, "No, I really hurt, the one in my stomach kicked me several times."
This time she really wasn't pretending.
As soon as her waist straightened up, the little guy in her stomach kicked again and again. The clothes in summer were thin, and Liu Yusheng could see the movement in her stomach through the clothes.
"Ouch! This kicked so hard! Princess, please sit down!" The old mama saw it, and when she was surprised, she hurriedly stepped forward to support her, and under Liu Yusheng's hint, let her sit on the soft couch next to the empress dowager. "This old slave has never seen such a big commotion, the belly is bulging like a big bag!"
"No, usually the fetal movement is not so strong, and today it is particularly noisy." Especially after entering the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the noise was the most violent, making Liu Yusheng dumbfounded.
"Look, here it is again, is this a small fist or a small foot?"
"It's such a big bag, I guess the little guy is doing somersaults in it and hitting me with his head."
The two of you spoke to each other, and the voices filled the ears. The empress dowager was already restless, and now she couldn't see it even more. The scriptures in her hand were just a decoration.
Unable to hold back, he glanced at the woman's stomach from the corner of his eye, just in time to see a protruding corner of the stomach, which lifted up the clothes.
"Why are you so noisy?" The empress dowager said calmly. When she was pregnant before, the fetal movement of five or six months was not like that of Liu Yusheng. She is only four months old now. Is the baby fighting in the stomach?
Liu Yusheng immediately cried, "I don't know what's going on, it hurts me!"
"Squeamish!"