Hua Rong said as he walked forward, and the moment he approached the woman, he bent down, but was stopped by the guards.

"Young Master, don't go over, come down."

With that, he walked in front of the woman again in a few steps, leaned slightly, landed on the woman's shoulder, and carried her up.

As a result of this movement, the woman's head tilted to one side, and the hair covering her face slipped down, and in the bright moonlight, the face became clearer.

The moment he saw it clearly, Hua Rong's breath was suffocated, it was Qin Miao.

On that day, he drank the incense of the scorching sun and fell asleep until three o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, when he awoke his temples suddenly jumped and ached.

The moment he drank, he didn't feel anything, and when he woke up, he had a splitting headache.

Gradually, he remembered what happened the night before, Qin Miao had long since disappeared, and she had been kicked out of Washington.

According to the steward, she gave her a sum of money and a few clothes, and told her to fend for herself.

Xiang'er's move is undoubtedly merciful, but according to her usual nature, it is simply impossible.

What's more, when he passed by the courtyard of Xiang'er, she almost strangled Qin Miao to death.

In response to this, he was skeptical, but there was no news of Qin Miao after that, and the grandmother in his mother's courtyard also said that he did give the silver and sent it away, without moving the punishment.

For Qin Miao, he once had compassion, if he had to take a concubine, it would be better to accept a well-behaved and obedient person, and he was familiar with it.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you? Subordinates carried her into the car? ”

Seeing his frowning brows, the guard wondered in his heart, and couldn't help but ask.

Hua Rong's thoughts were pulled back, he glanced at Qin Miao, and then nodded, "Carry it in." ”

After all, Xiang'er did not forgive her, and lynching became like this.

From that day to now, it has been more than two months, how did she survive this time? How did you get to the foot of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple?

There are too many questions, and he doesn't know about her physical condition.

"Go to the house."

When the guards heard this, they immediately froze, wouldn't they? Wouldn't it be enough to send it to the hospital, not to mention, this girl had fallen here before, and he didn't hit it.

The house is a private house of Huarong, in the north and south corners of Qijing, the house is not big, two in and two out, a total of four rooms in the backyard.

There were no servants, only a few close guards who knew. Whenever the young master is upset, he will go to the house.

But now, the woman is placed in the house!

The guard's mind was full of question marks, but he didn't dare to ask more, raised his horsewhip, and galloped forward.

Hua Rong looked at Qin Miao, who was lying quietly in the car, covered in dirty dust, with unkempt hair, and a ragged linen clothes.

The face with a smile is always full of scars, and it is a bit hideous and terrifying.

He couldn't admit her into the house, but she had served her for at least many months, and Washington couldn't do anything about the river and the bridge being demolished.

At the very least, give her a sum of money and clothing, not as it is now.

In the end, he couldn't stop her.

Hua Rong's mood at this time is indescribable, not heartache, not pity, but guilt, and even more disappointment.

disappointed in her sister, after this lesson, she is still so ruthless. After recuperating in Beizhuang for many months, he sent her to his hometown for treatment, but she still did not repent of how much she suffered.

Qin Miao was killed like this, if it was spread to the Hou Mansion, it would be known to Mrs. Hou......

Hua Rong's brows furrowed, not only out of guilt, but also out of guilt, Qin Miao had to hide the lynching.

Once Mrs. Hou learns that although she is a distant sister, she will also have an opinion about Washington.

At that time, I am afraid that Shang'er will not even be able to enter Beijing for the New Year.

The carriage entered Qijing from the north gate of the city and went straight to the house. Because there were no servants, the guards had no choice but to carry Qin Miao again.

The woman had probably not washed herself for a long time, and the stench wafting in the wind was disgusting.

According to the instructions of the eldest young master, carry the person into the second wing.

"Go to the woman who is quick with her hands and feet, and find a clean garment, and wipe her and change her clothes."

When the guard heard that he had passed the child, where would he look for it?

"Go to Washington."

The three words fell clearly, the guards stiffened slightly, and went to Washington to transfer people over? Young Master, how long do you want to keep the girl?

"Hurry up."

The voice was undoubted, and the guards could only take the order, and quickly returned to Washington, looking for a mother with numb hands and feet.

After sending the person to the house, he went to the hospital to wait, and it was not until it was almost dawn that the hospital opened, and then he pulled a doctor into the house.

At this moment, the sky is already a little cold.

Qin Miao was still unconscious, her body had been washed by her grandmother, she changed her upper and lower clothes, combed her hair a little bit, and finally looked like a person.

Just, this face.

Mama was previously transferred to Huafu Beizhuang and worked with Qin Miao for a long time.

Qin Miao accompanied the eldest lady back to Washington, and when she re-entered the village, the eldest lady was alone.

She guessed that something had happened to Qin Miao, but she didn't expect that she would be able to see it again.

Mama sighed, "The eldest young master, she is in Beizhuang, she has a sweet mouth and can work, and she is dedicated to serving the eldest lady, and she is also very good to us." A well-behaved and sensible girl, she can't find anything wrong, and the eldest lady can still do it. ”

She didn't say much, and the point was up, but it was these few words that made Hua Rong feel even more guilty.

If he hadn't drunk the scorching sun, if he hadn't relented, he would have driven her out of Washington that day, and there would have been no such thing.

"Young Master, the doctor is here."

The sound of the respectful guard sounded from outside the door, Hua Rong hummed lowly, and the door opened in a short time.

The doctor came with the medicine box, put it down and immediately stepped forward, first looking down at the woman's face.

"The face is beaten like this, looking at the color of the bruises, the injury has been for a long time, and it still hasn't subsided."

The doctor raised his hand as he spoke, and his complexion immediately changed, and then stroked along the bones of his face, and after a while, his color became more solemn.

Seeing him like this, Hua Rong couldn't help asking, "Is she seriously injured?" ”

"It's not cured, and now this face, although ugly, can at least be eye-catching. Later, I'm afraid ......"

Speaking of this, the doctor sighed, "The facial bones are damaged, the cheekbones of the cheeks are high and the ground is high, and the bloody tendons on the face are damaged, causing bruises. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and touched Qin Miao's shoulder, "This bone is also damaged." ”

Then, he looked at his legs again, "One foot tendon was broken, and the person who did it had obvious intentions, he didn't want her life, but he told her not to live like this, and she would live like this for the rest of her life." ”

As the years passed, the injured facial bones became more deformed, and in the end they became more hideous, and the entire facial features were close to each other, huddled together.

The hamstring is broken, the movement is not good, and the same arm cannot move in the future, which is equivalent to half a wasted person.

It's just a girl, and when she sees her face like this, I'm afraid I'm going crazy.

Every time the doctor said, Hua Rong's heart weighed a little.

My sister's means of punishing people are getting more and more ruthless, who used to want to die, at least give a good time, and ensure that there is no breath in an instant.

But now, it's tormenting.

"If it can't be cured, I'll prescribe a few decoctions at most to recuperate, so that her spirit looks slightly better."

The doctor can see from his clothes and demeanor that he is a young master from a rich and noble family, and the girl in front of him has a difficult relationship between the two.