Inside the ancestral hall.

Several nurturing grandmothers held the ring and stood in front of Dou Qingshuang, one of them was stronger than the other, but there were no punishments, just looking at it, I felt that the Dian people were tight.

"Girl, this is what Mrs. ordered, and it is also what the master meant," took a step forward with the ring ruler and looked at Dou Qingshuang condescendingly, as if looking at an ant: "Don't worry, the old slave is in charge of punishment, and in terms of beating, the old slave is very experienced, and he guarantees that he will not see any external injuries!" ”

Seeing that she didn't move or speak, everyone stepped forward to surround her, and one of the old women grabbed her hand steadily, sneered and said: "Miss Biao, you suffer early and suffer later, but they are all the prime ministers of the hour, and this time is indispensable for the left and right, so it is better to accept it and let it become your own motivation!" ”

The corners of Dou Qingshuang's lips hooked up a faint smile and said: "The words bending the law for personal gain, I am afraid it is extremely wasteful to use on your body, it is better to burn it clean and be happy yourself." “

Everyone was stunned by her, looked at each other, and some people gritted their teeth violently, ignoring the inexplicable sense of fear rising from the soles of their feet, and grabbed Dou Qingshuang's hand and pulled it forward.

The old grandmother's strength is very great, Dou Qingshuang has been locked up for several years, and she has not fully adapted to the outside world, it is really inappropriate to live until now, it can also be said that her luck is better, and she has not yet encountered the reverse mirror.

She has grown whiter these days, her hands are no longer like withered claws, although they are extremely thin, they are a lot whiter, her palms are upward, her eyes are not wavering, just staring at the messy Jiang family ancestral card.

"Miss Cousin, don't blame the old slave!" The grandmother holding the ring ruler gritted her teeth and whispered a few words, inhaled violently, and hit the ring heavily on Dou Qingshuang's palm, "Girl, you have to hold on, if you can't finish today, you will continue to fight tomorrow, until you can accept it." So, even if the pain is unbearable, you have to grit your teeth and endure it! ”

The old lady said kind words, but her hands were extremely tricky and vicious, only a few strokes, and then Dou Qingshuang's palm was pulled away from a few blood marks, I fantasized about how this delicate cousin cried and begged for mercy to her, but I saw that her expression did not move a little, as if the ring ruler was not on her palm.

The old woman's face froze, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and she was secretly ruthless. But Dou Qingshuang didn't seem to react at all, but she tired herself.

The old grandmother panted, she really couldn't move, looking at the palm that had been beaten, several old women looked at each other, and their faces were blue and white.

They have been in Jiang Mansion for so many years, and this situation in front of them is the first time they have seen it, and for some reason, their hearts are inexplicably frightened.

"Are you done?"

The cold voice came faintly, making a few grandmothers who were in a daze feel a spirit, and when they met the pair of black pupils, the legs of several people suddenly weakened a little.

"Hehe," the grandmother who hit her the hardest pulled a smile on her face, and at that moment, she didn't dare to look directly at those eyes, and when she reacted, she lowered her head, and the old woman was ashamed and annoyed in her heart, and she clenched the ring ruler in her hand, but she didn't dare to fight again.

The white palms that were still raised were bleeding blood, and the blood dripped down the palms of the hands on the floor, making a crisp and piercing ticking sound.

If you continue to fight, I'm afraid that both hands will be wasted.

The other grandmothers pulled the old woman with the ring ruler, the old woman came back to her senses, trembled excitedly, slowly withdrew the ring ruler held in the air, did not leave a word, and left in a hurry with the others.

After the people left, there was no sound, the floor tiles on the ground were pushed away, and Mangosteen crawled out of it, stumbled over, and knelt in front of Dou Qingshuang: "Lord, how are you?" ”

Dou Qingshuang's face was indifferent, without much expression, his eyes did not move, he only stared at the tablet that fell to the ground and said, "Is there something in the gap between my palms?" ”

When Mangosteen saw it, he burst into tears. In the terrible criss-crossing wounds, there were dozens of tiny residues, which the old lady had used too hard, breaking the periphery of the ring ruler and embedded it in the flesh, which was extremely painful.

"I'm sorry for you, help me pick it out," Dou Qingshuang took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, refused Mangosteen's help, uncorked the bottle with her teeth, and drank all the medicine inside.

Her medicine is special, no different from anesthetic, she will not feel any pain within an hour after taking it, it is because the old women swallowed this medicine before beating her, so as to avoid the sin of suffering and suffering, and now the dose is added, but it is only to delay the pain, but for Dou Qingshuang, it is enough.

Mangosteen's heart ached, he found a candlestick from the side and put it at his side, with tears in his eyes, trembling his hand and using a dagger to pick out the residue in the blood stains little by little, and every time he picked it, a lot of dirty blood gushed out, and the dirty blood flowed everywhere like a spider, staining the corners of Dou Qingshuang's clothes red.

"Lord, you wait a little longer," Mangosteen wiped a handful of tears, carefully medicated Dou Qingshuang, and tried to raise a smile on his face, "In the future, you will fight for your life, and the slave will definitely not let you be hurt to a certain extent!"

The effect of the medicine always has time, and there was a hot burning sensation from the center of the palm, and a trace of pain in the heart hit her like a tsunami, conveying the hundred points of her limbs.

Dou Qingshuang gritted her teeth and endured the growing pain in her palms, and asked, "Why did you come back here without permission?" Didn't I tell you to act on the opportunistic basis? ”

Mangkhut originally wanted to leave, but he didn't worry about her, so he secretly stayed, but who knew that he saw the scene of her young lady being beaten.

It was the bloodiest and most horrific scene she had ever seen in her life, and for a moment, there was a fighting abuse in her body. The killing nature is evoked in an instant.

Just as she was killing the old women in the house, she saw her suffering young lady tilt her head slightly, and her eyes drifted towards the place where she was hiding.

Although it was a cold glance, Mangosteen understood the meaning of her eyes, gritted her teeth and looked at the group of women torturing her master with tears in her eyes, and she felt aggrieved for the first time.

Thousands of ways to kill them flashed in the bottom of my heart, and the group of women finally left, Mangosteen couldn't help but hold her hand and said: "You have suffered, and in the future, the slave will avenge you!" ”

Her own revenge is naturally avenged by herself, Dou Qingshuang said: "Tear off some strips of cloth from the inner skirt I am wearing, and you can help me bandage it." ”

"However, the wound has not been treated," Mangosteen was sweating anxiously, tears swirling in his eyes, and said anxiously: "The slave will not bandage!" ”

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can't see a little bit of a flesh wound on the skin," Dou Qingshuang stretched out his hands in front of Mangosteen and said with a smile: "If my hand is still fine, I will definitely ignore you." ”

Mangosteen knew that she was telling the truth, and her heart was a little more uncomfortable, but the guilt for Dou Qingshuang was getting deeper and deeper, if she could, she would rather be the one who was injured and suffered!

After a while, Mangosteen wrapped Dou Qingshuang's hands into big dumplings, Dou Qingshuang stared at his hands as if they had been plastered, speechless for a while, he didn't know what to say, the corners of his lips trembled for a while, and he didn't leave anything after all.

Hemp. The strength of the medicine passed, and the pain drilled into the brain of Dou Qingshuang, so painful that she realized that she was about to lose her mind, and her whole body was sweating, and she felt that her eyes were a little heavy, she took several deep breaths, walked to the corner and squatted, a feeling of exhaustion hit, and she fell asleep.

Before she fell asleep, she seemed to see Mangosteen's anxious pale cheeks, and she seemed to be screaming something, but she didn't hear anything.

After resting for a while, Dou Qingshuang slowly opened her eyes, and the pain in her palm was several times smaller, which was within the range she could bear.

Mangosteen ran over, squatted in front of Dou Qingshuang and said, "Lord, what should this young man do?" ”

Dou Qingshuang looked at her line of sight, and sure enough, she saw that the young man who suddenly appeared was still lying in place, breathing weakly, as if he would stop at any time.

"He suffered an internal injury, which was not caused, but it was extremely difficult to treat, and there was almost no cure, only the rumored head of the Medicine Valley personally came to send or develop the secret herbs that belonged to the Medicine Valley.

"Okay, you go over and open all his shirts," Dou Qingshuang held up her somewhat heavy hands, her eyebrows and eyes were deep, making it difficult for people to figure out her thoughts, "You can bandage me as if you were bandaging this young man!" ”

But the young man's injury was much more serious than Dou Qingshuang's, if he bandaged it in the same way, what was the difference between it and directly asking for the young man's life?

For the first time, Mangosteen felt so nervous.

The sweat on her forehead dripped down her cheeks to the ground, and she didn't even notice it, she only felt that her palms were full of sweat, and she couldn't even hold the broken clothes on her hands a little tightly.

She is good at killing people, and it is the first time for her to save people.

"Human life is very fragile, if you save him, he will have a glimmer of possibility to live, if you don't save him, he will have no possibility at all," Dou Qingshuang leaned against the wall, her expression was flat, as if human life was not worth mentioning in her eyes, "If he hadn't met us, he would have been doomed to die." ”

Therefore, no matter how he bandages his injuries, he can't feel it, and whether he can survive or not depends on his own thoughts about life.

Mangosteen was slightly stunned, and said in a daze: "Lord, what do you mean...... Is he deliberately seeking death? ”

Although she has not been with Dou Qingshuang for a long time, she also knows that under her indifferent temperament, she is by no means a person who will not see death and cannot be saved, and vaguely, she can still feel a trace of Dou Qingshuang's anger.

Angry at what? This man has no will to survive??

Mangosteen lowered his eyes and saw that the young man had a delicate face, the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, he was wearing a dark silver brocade robe, and a piece of jade with a whole body of green hanging on his waist.

How can such a person seek death? How could he come to the ancestral hall of Jiang's mansion? Mangosteen didn't dare to think about it, and according to Dou Qingshuang's instructions, he bandaged the boy firmly.

Looking at the 'mummy' whose face was tied up for most of the time, the corners of Dou Qingshuang's mouth trembled slightly, and she suddenly felt a little headache, and sighed helplessly.