Xue Qinglian was silent, looking at the man's eyes were extremely clear, fading away from his usual cynicism, and the momentum of the whole person became sharp.

Uncle was suspicious.

Red Lotus was injured, and such a fatal wound was a century-old medical family in Baicao Valley, and there was no way for him to recover half of his vitality within a few days.

And that flogging.

His entire back was beaten to the point that his flesh and blood were blurred and his bones could be seen, but he fled the capital of Dongyue before dawn the next day.

He also showed his flaws in front of his uncle.

It was they who told their uncle that they had excellent medicine on them, and that the origin of the medicine was very interesting.

"Uncle, Feng Qingbai is an aunt and a child, and has the blood of Baicao Valley," he said, staring at the man, "why are you in a hurry to put him to death?" ”

These words successfully made the man's face change, and the depth just now disappeared in an instant, and he became angry and hideous, "What is the bloodline of Baicao Valley?" He's a son of a sinner! It's a mongrel! As my Baicao Valley medicine girl, but she is committed to the emperor, she has soiled my Baicao Valley's bloodline! ”

He, she.

Xue Zhong didn't say his name, and Xue Qinglian also guessed who those two he was.

The center of the eyebrows is slowly twisted.

Every time as long as Feng Qingbai is mentioned, my uncle's mood will become violent, just because of this reason?

Just because Feng Qingbai is the son of his aunt and the emperor?

"You are no longer angry, my aunt's son is now also the first king of Nanling, but uncle, you, have fallen into hiding in Tibet, and have become a water dog that everyone shouts and beats——"

"Smack!"

A cruel slap interrupted Xue Qinglian's words.

Hit him in the face.

The fishy sweet smell of blood oozing from the corners of the mouth.

Xue Zhong also calmed down because of this slap, and sat opposite and looked at Xue Qinglian coldly.

"Since I became a water dog, I didn't plan to escape under the pursuit of the Three Kingdoms, I know how much Feng Qingbai wants to catch me." He said, "You are on his side every word now, I don't force it, but I am your uncle in the end, Qinglian." ”

What does uncle ask, what Qinglian can do, he will definitely not refuse. Xue Qinglian laughed to herself.

He was brought up by his uncle, and no matter how bad he was, he didn't get to the point of being ungrateful.

Uncle actually knew him very well.

"Princess Nanling has the name of a miracle doctor, and you stay in Nanling Palace, it should be for this reason, right? You have loved to study medicine since you were a child, and it is not easy to find a like-minded person who can convince you. ”

Xue Qinglian was silent.

He guessed what his uncle was trying to say.

"There is only one healer who can convince you so far, and her medical skills must be very powerful. And my wish," Xue Zhong patted the armrests of the wheelchair on both sides, "is to get out of this wheelchair and stand up." ”

"She can't."

"You haven't tried it, how do you know she can't do it? Or are you worried that I'm a wreck, and I'm going to hurt her? ”

Xue Qinglian raised her eyes, "Honglian asked her a long time ago, and also told her about your situation, my uncle has been broken for more than ten years, even Da Luo Jinxian is powerless to return to the sky, let alone an ordinary doctor." Uncle thinks too highly of her. With such great hope, when he is disappointed, his uncle will only suffer more. ”

They all looked at each other directly.

Something seemed to be colliding in the air.

No one loses to anyone, and no one lets anyone.

Half an hour later, a man's low laughter could be heard in the room.

"Da Luo Jin Xian?" The four words were chewed in the man's mouth, and finally the man slowly closed his eyes, and the muscles of his face trembled.

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Slowly, revealing pathos and decadence.

The faint yellow light hit his face, and the ditches and ravines reflected were all vicissitudes.

When he opened his eyes again, the man had returned to his usual appearance, calm, deep, and indifferent.

Picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, poured another cup for Xue Qinglian, and pushed it over, "Compared to Red Lotus, you have always been disobedient to discipline, and I have been up to you all these years." For more than ten years, I have been bent on revenge, and I know that my uncle is actually very incompetent...... Have you ever hated your uncle in the past, when you were too harsh and persecuted too much? ”

Staring at the cup of tea, Xue Qinglian was silent for a long time before saying, "No." ”

With that, drink the tea in one go.

The tea, which has long been cool, with a bitter taste, cuts into the throat and burrows into the lungs.

The teacup was put down, and Xue Qinglian got up, "This cup of tea, when I have returned my uncle's more than ten years of upbringing and teaching, I will not owe each other in the future." In the end, Qinglian still wanted to persuade her uncle, don't worry about revenge anymore, the reason why Baicao Valley was destroyed back then, my uncle knew the real reason. ”

Passing by the man's side, he walked to the door, "I still respect you as an uncle, and I won't let Feng Qingbai kill you." Uncle, leave tomorrow. ”

When I opened the door, it was pitch black.

A tall and tall figure stood quietly in the courtyard, hearing the sound of the door opening, turning his head to see, his eyes were indifferent.

Xue Qinglian's complexion changed slightly.

"I'm coming with you." The man said, not at all ashamed to follow people.

Qingyue's voice is faint, but it is very penetrating in the night, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Feng Qingbai, I didn't see if you could do anything tonight." Xue Qinglian said lightly.

"I can't."

Xue Qinglian closed her eyes and smiled bitterly, he simply asked more.

Since Feng Qingbai has come here, how can he act as if nothing has happened, and the tiger returns to the mountain, leaving himself with boundless hidden dangers.

His methods have always been ruthless.

Since he followed and laid a net throughout the capital, he would never let himself go home empty-handed.

Uncle can't escape.

Looking at the man standing in the courtyard with his hands in his hands, he was indifferent, calm, strategic, and not surprised. Xue Qinglian's sleeve shook slightly, and the medicine bag quietly slipped into the palm of her hand.

The air around them quietly changed again, and there was a faint confrontation.

The sound of a wheelchair rattling slowly approached.

"The prince didn't sleep in the middle of the night, came to arrest me as a waste, and did it himself to make Xue ashamed, and the old man will go with you." The wheelchair came to the door and looked at the man in the courtyard, Xue Zhong smiled.

"Uncle!" Xue Qinglian frowned and looked at the man puzzled.

Uncle has never been a person who sits idly by, and he will not be caught before he can resist.

Why is it so crisp at the moment?

The man didn't look at him, and walked towards Feng Qingbai in a wheelchair.

Seeing that the wheelchair was getting closer and closer to Feng Qingbai, and the hidden guard beside Feng Qingbai suddenly appeared, the scabbard stood horizontally, and he immediately took down the person as soon as the master gave an order.

"Uncle!" Xue Qinglian's eyelids shrank, and she rushed forward to grab the wheelchair and looked at the person opposite, "Feng Qingbai, I beg you, just this time-poof!" ”

A fishy sweet smell surged up from the chest cavity extremely quickly, spurting out, Xue Qinglian covered her heart with sudden severe pain, and slowly knelt on the ground.

Like the pain of broken muscles and bones, it spreads from the mouth of the heart to the outside and spreads to the limbs and bones in an instant.

That kind of pain distorted Xue Qinglian's face, her whole body trembled like chaff, and cold sweat instantly soaked her clothes.

Forced to raise his head at the last point of sobriety, it was the man's cold eyes.

(End of chapter)