A trace of blood was splashed on her cheeks, and her hands were covered with blood. Liang Erye had been tortured to death and was dying.

She wiped the blood from her hands casually and turned to the blue sky and white clouds outdoors.

Suddenly I remembered that year because the people no longer believed in it, Young Master Qian was weaker day by day, but he still smiled at her calmly, saying that he would give her a bright world, and saying that he would let her grow up in a comfortable and happy nest.

The corners of her lips curled for a moment, but there seemed to be an indelible cold in her eyes.

She waved her hand: "Take it down, find an imperial physician to help him see, don't let him die."

He died just like that, it was too cheap.

After explaining a few casually, she walked out, but paused on the way, kneading her cheeks, making herself relaxed.

Then he tried several times, adjusted the expression on his face until he confirmed that his condition was exactly the same as before, and then went to Liang Wenqiu where he was.

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There was an empty room in Liang's mansion. At this moment, Liang Wenqing sat on the bed with tears in his eyes. He was almost thirsty, with countless injuries on his body. Jiang Jianchen was cleaning his wound without saying a word and bandaging it.

He shivered in pain, and then felt pitiful.

Until Zhou Yanqing entered the door, he trembled with his lips: "Xiangxiang..."

I was arrested by Master Liang before, and I suffered so much, but I didn’t feel like crying.

But when he saw Zhou Yanqing, he felt aggrieved and could not stop the grievance.

Maybe it was because, before that, he knew that if he gave in and cried, it would only make Mr. Liang even more proud.

But now it's different.

With Xiangxiang, Xiangxiang loves him. He can show his wounds and express his grievances without restraint. He can act coquettishly towards Xiangxiang.

Zhou Yanqing choked in her throat. She looked at Liang Wenqin's miserable appearance, her tongue pressed against her upper teeth, and her voice sounded hoarse and dull.

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

She came to Liang Wenqin and dealt with the injuries on him with Jiang Jianchen.

Jiang Jianchen glanced at her.

In fact, as long as you are sensitive, you can find that since these things happened, Zhou Yanqing has been sleeping in the palace for a few days, and when he appears in front of others again, it seems that he has changed.

That kind of change is hard to explain, and it cannot be said to be good or bad, it just changes.

At first glance, this person seems to be in front of him, but it seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, as if hidden in clouds and mist, distant and hazy, giving people a very sense of distance.

Until Liang Wenqian helped to deal with the injuries on his body, he took out one pot after another of the blood stained with blood. He almost wrapped his neck like a big rice dumpling, and even his hands were wrapped in gauze.

He seemed tired, with red eyes and tired eyebrows.

Zhou Yanqing bent her lips and said, "If you sleepy, go to bed. I'll be here to guard you and never go anywhere."

Liang Wenqian shook his head, "Xiangxiang, I want to go home..."

The "home" he mentioned was not here, not Liang Mansion, but the imperial palace, the Zichen Palace where he and Xiangxiang had lived for a long time.

Zhou Yanqing: "Okay."

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The group returned to Zichen Palace. Jiang Jianchen was rejuvenated with his wonderful hands. Although the injuries on Liang Wenqin's body were serious, it took only a few days. With the medicines prepared by Jiang Jianchen, the skin trauma gradually healed.

These days, Zhou Yanqing almost never left Liang Wenqian.

Jiang Jianchen seemed to be cold and silent, and seemed to be a taciturn person, but he seemed to have suddenly paid attention to Zhou Yanqing recently.

This person used to be a person who was not satisfied with everything, and seemed to care nothing about life.

However……
Chapter completed!