Zhao Qingying didn't know who this old friend was, and she didn't know why Qi Yeru wanted to take her, but thinking that she could make other aunts and concubines envious and jealous, she also felt that it was worth it to have this trip late at night.

Seeing Qi Yeru close her eyes, she asked softly, "Is the master tired?"

Qi Yeru opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Qingying, his dark and shining eyes were particularly permeable in the dim carriage.

Zhao Qingying looked at the cold in her heart, her clothes were already thin, and at this moment, a cold breath was rising on her back, she clenched her hands, swallowed her saliva, and said with a forced smile: "What is the master looking at?"

Qi Yeru saw her fear, smiled softly, and said, "Come here." ”

Zhao Qingying didn't dare to disobey, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down next to Qi Yeru.

Qi Yeru picked up her chin, looked at her pretty appearance, stroked her lips with shriveled fingers, and said, "Have you been comfortable in the mansion for the past two days?"

Zhao Qingying knew what he meant by asking, was he still satisfied with being his concubine? nodded, and said softly: "There is the old man's pity, and the concubine is very relieved." ”

Qi Yeru hooked his lips and smiled, hugged the person, and with the warm nephrite in his arms, he reached out and untied her clothes... A cloud and rain.

Lao Qin sat on the wheel, flicked his whip and drove, and he could hear the creaking of the wooden wheel at night, and suddenly, he heard the movement in the carriage, raised his lips and smiled sarcastically, and the woman from this family was nothing more than that.

Arriving at the destination, Lao Qin glanced up at the plaque in the prison of the Criminal Department, listened to the sound in the carriage that had not stopped, and consciously jumped out of the carriage and stood a few steps away.

Half an hour later, Zhao Qingying jumped out of the carriage, and after standing firmly, she hurriedly pulled the neckline, this gauze skirt was already thin, who knew that Qi Yeru had left many marks on his neck just now, and he couldn't cover it up now.

"Let's go!" Qi Yeru got out of the carriage, straightened his robe, and walked towards the prison by himself.

Only then did Zhao Qingying notice that she was standing in front of the prison of the Criminal Department, and she couldn't help frowning, secretly wondering who Qi Yeru's old friend was?

In the dark night, the prison of the Criminal Department stood quietly, surrounded by gloomy atmosphere, suddenly a gust of wind blew, the wind whimpered, like a ghost crying wolf, she remembered the scene in the prison when she went to visit Zhao Shi, she couldn't help but shudder, hugged her shoulders, and caught up with Qi Yeru's footsteps.

The environment in the cell naturally does not need to be described in detail, Zhao Qingying took out a champa to cover her mouth and nose, and looked around in the dim light, fortunately she was just standing in the small hall outside the cell, and did not go deep into the cell, otherwise if she saw any blood in the middle of the night, it would be like a nightmare.

In a moment, there was a faint sound of chains from the depths of the cell.

Zhao Qingying was curious, stood a few steps forward, and looked at this old friend of Qi Yeru with anticipation!

Qi Yeru looked at Zhao Qingying like this, smiled lightly, and his eyes were well versed in obscurity.

As the sound of chains approached, I saw an old man unkempt, covered in blood, skinny, hunched over, with chains on his hands and feet, escorted by two jailers.

Zhao Qingying frowned slightly, feeling that this person's figure was a little familiar.

When Qi Yeru saw someone coming, he sat down on the only chair and looked at this "old friend" with interest.

The jailer came to Qi Yeru's side, bowed his hand and said, "Lord Qi, the prisoner Zhao Shuchang has been brought, and the little one is outside, if you have something, you can tell me." ”

Qi Yeru nodded, took out a bag of silver from his arms and handed it to the jailer.

The jailer took it and hurriedly withdrew.

"Prisoner Zhao Shuchang?" Zhao Qingying muttered, looking at the prisoner in front of her in a daze, no wonder she felt familiar... Swallowing his saliva, he went to see Qi Yeru puzzled, why did he bring her to see his father in the middle of the night?

Zhao Shuchang has been tortured for half his life in these days in prison, and at this time, his eyes are dull looking at the person in front of him, and his eyes are focused for a moment.

Qi Yeru saw him come back to his senses, smiled and asked, "Marquis Zhao, I haven't seen you for many days, are you okay in prison?"

Zhao Shuchang saw Qi Yeru clearly, gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "What are you doing here!"

Did you come to see his jokes?

Qi Yeru ignored Zhao Shuchang's arrogant attitude, beckoned to Zhao Qingying, and said, "Come here, Ying'er." ”

Zhao Qingying listened to the shouting, her eyes withdrew from Zhao Shuchang, and she dragged her steps like lead, and came to Qi Yeru's side, lowering her head, not daring to raise her head.

Qi Yeru looked at the cold light in his eyes, stood up and picked up the candlestick on the table with one hand, grabbed Zhao Qingying's hair with the other, forced her to raise her head, and placed the candle flame next to her face, a little face with a flower and moon color and panic reflected under the lamp and candle.

Zhao Qingying endured the tearing pain of her scalp, the skin on her face felt the burning of the candle flame, tears swirled in her eyes, and she bit her lip silently.

Qi Yeru grabbed his hair and dragged Zhao Qingying in front of Zhao Shuchang, and said with a smile: "Why are you so unbehaved?

Her hair was pulled, Zhao Qingying couldn't lower her head, and when she opened her eyes, she looked at Zhao Shuchang opposite, and the father and daughter were stunned at the moment.

Qi Yeru looked at the expressions of the father and daughter, he was proud in his heart, the smile on the corner of his mouth became bigger and bigger, and finally laughed, he let go of Zhao Qingying's hair, and forcefully ripped open her clothes, and the traces left after the cloud and rain were particularly obvious and dazzling on the fair skin.

If Zhao Qingying didn't know the purpose of Qi Yeru at this time, it would be in vain!

He was trying to humiliate the Zhao family and his father, thinking about this clearly, she broke away from his hand and hurriedly covered her clothes, not daring to look up at Zhao Shuchang's gaze.

Zhao Shuchang's brain roared, a pair of bloodshot eyes were the largest, the round eyeballs seemed to pop out of the sockets, and a whimpering low roar came out of his throat, he pounced on Qi Yeru, and the chains on his hands and feet rattled.

When Lao Qin saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward to block Zhao Shuchang's attack.

Zhao Shuchang was beaten and starved every day in prison, and he had a heavy iron chain on his body, how could he withstand Lao Qin? But the anger in his heart made him quickly stand up and pounce on Qi Yeru again, his hands like hooks, intending to strangle this person.

How could Lao Qin let him succeed, kicked Zhao Shuchang in the stomach, and when he saw him fall to the ground, he punched and kicked him.

Zhao Shuchang had new and old injuries on his body, and when he was kicked like this, he immediately screamed in pain.

Zhao Qingying screamed in fright, and wanted to step forward to stop but was knocked to the ground by Qi Yeru, she didn't dare to move anymore because of the pain, covering her face and shrunk in a corner and shivering.

Qi Yeru smiled, and saw that Lao Qin had been fighting for half an hour before shouting to stop.

Approaching the bereaved dog-like person, he looked at him and said with a smile: "What is Marquis Zhao so excited about? Do you want to be grateful to this official for accepting Ying'er as a concubine?"

Zhao Shuchang breathed weakly, listening to this sound of Sakura, the word concubine, there was a pain in his chest, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

Zhao Qingying's face turned white, shrunk back and forth, covering her ears, trying to cut off all sounds.

"Tsk, vomiting blood! Ying'er is only afraid that she will feel distressed!" Qi Yeru frowned, his face full of regret.

"Qi Yeru, you can't die well!" Zhao Shuchang was trampled on by Lao Qin, he could only turn his eyes as much as possible, his scarlet eyes stared at Qi Yeru, shouting in his mouth, his voice was terrible, like a ghost.

"Don't you want to die?" Hmph, this official is destined to live a long life, and he will have to fight with Sakura day and night!" Qi Yeru's face was hideous, and his tone was cold, like a sharp knife, cutting people's hearts.

Seeing Zhao Shuchang's face look defeated, Qi Yeru felt a sense of revenge in his heart, in the past, the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion was prosperous and the General's Mansion was behind him, he couldn't match it, but he never forgot the shame left behind.

The so-called gentleman's revenge is not too late for ten years, so he has endured it so far and finally succeeded!

Early the next morning, Ping An came to the door of the General's Mansion early and handed over the post written by Wei Yingran himself.

Peng Mo looked at the time and place on the post, and smiled lightly.

"Is the master going?" Liu Ying didn't have a good impression of Wei Yingran, and was even more jealous of the safety of the guards around him.

"The posts are all accepted, so naturally I want to go. Peng Mo threw away the post, picked up the unfinished tea scripture and continued to look at it.

"Third master. ”

"Is Mo'er there?"

"Miss is in the room. ”

Outside the hospital, there was the sound of Lian Feng talking to Peng Hao.

"Mo'er. Peng Hao walked in, looked at the person behind the desk, stepped forward and said, "It's okay today, why don't you go out for a walk?"

"Shopping, with whom?, where are you going?" Peng Mowan smiled, when did the third brother also like to go out for a stroll to relieve his boredom?

"Yes.. It's Roujia, she is out of the palace today. Peng Hao scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Peng Mo laughed out loud and said, "Silly brother, Rou Jia asked you, why did you call me?"

"Why can't I call you?" Peng Hao was dumbfounded, the relationship between the two of them was not very good?

Peng Mo was stunned, she couldn't explain the mode of getting along with men and women to him, thought for a while, and just said, "You go to the appointment alone, you will understand when you come back." ”

"Oh well. Peng Hao didn't understand it and agreed to go out.

Peng Mo shook his head and smiled, read the book for a while, and got up to go to the Lotus Garden.

Peng had just finished reciting the scriptures, and Qiaosi was rubbing her knees for her, and when she saw Peng Molai, she smiled and said, "I just wanted to send someone to call you, and the kitchen made a new snack." ”

"I'm just a little hungry. Peng Mo grinned, sat beside Peng and rubbed her shoulder.

Qiao Yun watched and hurriedly walked out of the house to the kitchen to serve snacks.

Peng smiled and said, "Your third brother went out?"

"Well, I said there was something. Peng Mo was afraid that Peng would think that Rou Jia was crazy to play, so he didn't tell her about going out of the palace to see Peng Hao.

Peng nodded and asked, "What did the emperor and the queen say when you entered the palace yesterday?" What she wanted to ask was that the queen could mention Wei Yingran's matter, but she was afraid that she would be thin-skinned with her daughter, so she asked vaguely.

Peng Mo thought that Peng was asking about the marriage between the third brother and Rou Jia, and shook his head and said, "The emperor is not the emperor, and the queen has not mentioned it." ”

Peng knew that she had misunderstood, and he didn't explain, so he turned around and took her hand, and smiled softly: "After your third brother gets married, it will be your turn." ”

"Mother~. Peng Mo blushed.

Peng smiled: "Okay, my mother won't talk about it." ”

She is very fond of Wei Yingran's son-in-law candidate in her heart, but since she came back from Jiaye Temple, Wei Yingran has no follow-up news, I thought that the queen summoned Mo'er into the palace yesterday, maybe she would mention a few words for this younger brother, but she didn't expect it to be just a flower appreciation, and now she can't tell whether what Wei Yingran said in the temple that day is true or false.