This seems to be the case, Princess Jun didn't say anything, thinking that after Xie Chengxuan got better, she still had to come over and ask for the guilt.

These are all rumors outside, fortunately, there is no other news, and Princess Jun finally made these messages more true, not only smashed her own good vase, but also wanted to be as polite to Mrs. Qingxi Hou as before, but what happened in secret, I am afraid that only they can know.

Besides, after Xie Chengxuan was imprisoned for ten days and half a month, this is the only way to collapse and leave, that is, the skin on his body is open, and every time he moves, it is like tearing off a piece of the skin and flesh on his body.

He hissed, carefully leaned against the wall, and after walking for a while, he was about to catch his breath, all the pain she had suffered in her life was probably here.

When he just asked his subordinates to help him and then walked out, two more people came outside, carrying Xie Chengxuan and leaving, these subordinates were carefully supporting people, but they were also afraid of touching Xie Chengxuan's wounds.

But no matter how careful these people are, Xie Chengxuan still hurts Xie Chengxuan crying dad and calling mother, wow wow scream.

And the wounds on his body that were not easy to grow were cracked again, and his clothes were stained with some blood.

With a bang, he was thrown to the ground, and when he raised his face, he saw that it was Qingxi Hou, and he was scared like a tiger seeing a cat, and he was about to shrink his body away, even if his body was rising again, he didn't dare to shout a word, and he didn't dare to shed a tear.

With a snap, Qingxi Hou slammed the cup on the ground, "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and meet the prince." ”

Xie Chengxuan couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and his body couldn't help but tremble, no, he was here too.

And he got up as soon as he grunted, and knelt on the ground, kowtowing to others, when he secretly raised his eyes to look over, he saw that he was sitting in front of him, was a son in a dark robe, his face was handsome, but there was no smile marks, a pair of eyes were as clear as ice, and the thin corners of his lips were twisted into a straight line.

But now the face of Lord Shuo is the best proof, and of course he will know that it was not a rumor at that time.

Xie Chengxuan hurriedly lowered his head, and his eyes no longer dared to look at him.

Is this the door and window not closed, how can it be so cold?

He's fighting a cold war when he's cold.

"Lord Wang, this is Xiao'er," Marquis Qingxi was ruthless, "He will be handed over to the prince to deal with, and it is up to the prince to kill or kill him, and I should not have given birth to this son at all." ”

As soon as Xie Chengxuan heard this cruel sentence of the Marquis of Xi, it was okay, his father meant that he would be sent to Prince Shuo for disposal, even if Prince Shuo unloaded him with eight pieces, it was all by others?

What kind of father is this, he is an enemy at all, this is to want his life.

And his throat couldn't help but tighten, and when he spurted out a mouthful of blood, he had already fallen to the ground.

When Qingxi Hou saw his son like this, how could he not feel pain in his heart, but who made him unproductive, when he gave him a plan, he was unwilling, but now everyone has become a married woman, but he is imagining, ordinary people are still unbearable, not to mention the prince of Shuo, he is such a noble person.

If this time, this one is angry, then it is good, and he can still save the life of this kid, but if he has to ask Xie Chengxuan's life to resist, then he has nothing to say.

Branding Heng played with the cup in his hand, and his cracked eyes never fluctuated.

His gaze fell on the ground, all of them were frightened into muddy humanoid things, and the thin lips were also tightened, and then pursed into a straight line.

So blunt, so stubborn.

Xie Chengxuan had a nightmare, he dreamed of a lot of evil ghosts, these evil ghosts also bit the flesh and skin on his body from time to time, and he was miserable, he screamed from time to time in his dreams, and wanted to run away from time to time, but no matter how he ran and struggled, in the end, those evil ghosts still tore off his flesh and skin one by one, and he was also blurred with flesh and blood, and he could barely see the human form.

"Ah......h

He suddenly screamed and sat up, but where did the evil ghost come from under the blue sky and white sun, he couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his head, this dream seemed to be real, really he was scared.

Gently, he let out a sigh of relief, and he also felt that his mouth was a little thirsty.

Xiao Quanzi, pour a glass of water for the master, he shouted outside, this is a normal thing, is it possible, the slaves he raised are just for watching, not for work.

"Little ...... Princess"

He shouted again.

As a result, no one has come, where is this death, people?

"Xiao Quanzi," his voice was a little louder.

As a result, a basin of water poured down from his head, which also poured him to a cold heart, and in an instant, he also followed the cold war.

His water was dripping down from his hair from time to time, and even his face was white.

He turned his head, his lips trembling as well.

"Who is Xiao Quanzi called?" The man holding the basin yelled loudly, "Remember," he threw the basin in his hand to the ground, "Lao Tzu's name is Su Quan, not Xiao Quanzi." ”

"Get up and practice, what's the matter, are you really your uncle?" As he spoke, he picked up Xie Chengxuan, who was still in a daze, as if he was carrying a puppy, grabbed his collar and carried him out.

Xie Guxuan shrank in the air, staring at a pair of eyes stupidly, until he saw the generals with bows and arrows outside, and suddenly his eyes rolled and he also fainted.

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe it when he died, he didn't believe it when he was killed, he was sold by his own Lao Tzu, sold him to the barracks, let him be a soldier, charge into battle, and then die for life.

"Whew......"

He is the son of the Marquis of Qingxi, and he is the future Marquis of Qingxi.

And when you come here, who cares what your previous identity is, whether you are a relative of the emperor or a country, a peddler or a pawn, or a fugitive slave, it doesn't matter if you come here, you are just a small pawn, the military order is like a mountain, let you live if you live, let you die you have to die.

In a small courtyard of Shuo Wangfu, there is still a small courtyard full of childlike plum blossoms, there are no plum blossoms planted here, only a hundred-year-old pear tree, it is now the season of falling flowers, but at the beginning of spring next year, it is the fragrance of a tree again, white as snow, as snow as frost.