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Chapter 162 It hurts so much

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Qing Hui dragged Lian Xueyin back to the yard. Song Tanxi changed into plain clothes and had thoughtfully prepared hot water and ginger soup for her.
Qing Hui helped Lian Xueyin walk into the house, and asked Song Tanxi as he walked: "How is your brother?"
"He hasn't woken up yet, but I asked Miss Liu and she said he was fine," Song Tanxi replied.
Qing Hui responded: "That's good."
Then I caught a glimpse of her plain clothes and suddenly remembered: "How did you arrange your father's funeral?"
"Prince Ning has pardoned the sins of the female family members. Mother and the others have taken father to the second uncle's house and have settled in properly." Song Tanxi saluted Qing Hui: "I would also like to thank you, master, for clearing my father's name."<
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Magistrate Song has both merits and demerits, but it was not his intention to be seduced by demons. It is the greatest comfort to the Song family that this matter can be exposed to the world and not let him leave with an infamy.
If it weren't for Qing Hui, the prefect of Song Dynasty probably wouldn't know why until his death.
It is even more impossible to gain the understanding of the people.
"Your condolences. I have nothing to do here these two days. I will ask someone to send you and your brother back to your second uncle's place. You give your father a good ride. I will not leave Lingzhou in the next few days. When I leave,
If you are still willing to follow me, I will take you away. The only thing is, if your brother wakes up, he must come with me. I can't leave him here. It will not be a good thing for him. You have to
Go back and tell your mother and the others clearly."
Qing Hui helped Lian Xueyin into the bathroom, turned to Song Tanxi and said.
Song Tanxi didn't expect Qing Hui to ask her to go back at this time. She thought about it and realized that she did have something to tell her mother and wanted to give her father a ride, so she didn't show any pretense and saluted Qing Hui again, "Thank you, Master, for your consideration."
, I have decided to follow my master from now on without any second thoughts."
This is her promise. Although she is a woman and her destiny is uncertain in this world, she will never break her promise.
Qing Hui waved his hand: "Go quickly, there are His Majesty's secret guards in the yard, you just need to shout."
"Yes."
After sending Song Tanxi away, Qing Hui quickly took off Lian Xueyin's clothes. They were soaked by water along the way, and now they are still dripping with blood after taking them off.
Qing Hua frowned, and when she took off Lian Xueyin's middle coat, she couldn't help but gasp.
Although she knew what Lian Xueyin said, she must have had some moisture after fighting with someone.
But she never expected that his moisture could be so exaggerated.
He didn't have a fight with anyone, he was clearly beaten unilaterally.
His entire back was covered with brown-purple bloodstains, mottled and intertwined. It was almost impossible to see the original skin. She could even clearly see that these were not ordinary whip marks, but seemed to be from the inside out because of the blood vessels.
Traces revealed by cracking.
Then even the skin couldn't bear it and was broken by blood and water.
Qingshan's tears fell without any warning.
She raised her hand in panic and felt the warmth in the corners of her eyes. She was a little at a loss for a moment.
She almost forgot what it felt like to cry. When the emotions completely faded in this body, she had already forgotten how to cry.
So what's wrong with her now?
Is it a physiological reaction?
But why does she still feel like she can't breathe?
It hurts, it hurts.
Chapter completed!
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