Chapter Seventy-Three: Heartache Hunting

A miserable scream reached Hunt Qi's ears, like thousands of sharp knives, piercing his heart one by one. (Biqu Pavilion)

He hurriedly leaped to his feet, and rushed forward first.

When he rushed into the back mountain and didn't see the petite figure, he looked everywhere in pain: "Where are you, Wei'er?" Where are you, Vile? One after another, the screams echoed in the back mountains.

Until he saw a plain white shirt crooked under a thick tree, his nervous body collapsed, his hands clenched into fists, and his fingertips sank deep into his palms. Hurriedly rushed to Ziwei's side, knelt on the ground weakly, and picked up her pulse for a while, breathing a sigh of relief.

Da Heng picked up Ziwei, looked down at the unconscious Ziwei, rubbed a bulging bag on her head, and her heart seemed to be tightly twisted, so painful that she could barely breathe.

He hugged Ziwei, gritted his teeth, and glared fiercely at the culprit, his eyes flashing with angry flames as if he had burned the tree out.

raised two sword eyebrows, and with a wave of his palm, he split the roots of the thick bowl-mouthed tree. There was a loud bang, and the tree collapsed.

The black eyes looked around and saw two pairs of shallow small footprints on the ground, a pair of large footprints in front, there was no trace of a fight, and there was a pair of messy embroidered shoe prints under the fallen tree.

Just as he was about to lift his feet and leave this place, his eyes were attracted by a very elaborate red rope, this red rope was pressed by the branch to reveal half of the red rope head, he pulled the red rope outward, and pulled out a crystal clear jade pendant from under the tree.

Holding the jade pendant in his hand, his expression was gloomy, and he kicked at the branch, and the branch rolled far away before stopping, and the leaves hanging on the branch trembled away from the mother's body, floating away from the branch twisted by the branch, and rolled away with the wind.

Stuffed the jade pendant into his robe, hugged the county lord and turned his head and left.

On the way, he met Yuan Ye, who had a very angry expression, wielding a sword all the way to meet gods and kill gods, and to vent when he encountered trees and cut down trees.

He tangled up his two black eyebrows, his expression was hideous and terrifying, and he wanted to catch the thief and tear him to pieces immediately, and saw Hunt Qi walking down with the county lord in his arms.

He greeted him and glared at Jia Qi: "Have you caught the thief, if you catch the thief, you will definitely cut him with a thousand knives and eliminate the hatred in my heart." ”

Hunt Qi was silent for a while: "I'll send the county lord back to the dormitory first, and I'll leave it to you here to investigate slowly." ”

Seeing that the county lord had his eyes closed, Yuan Ye was shocked: "How is the county lord?" ”

"The county lord was injured in the head by a thief" Hunt Qi turned around, looked at the ground slightly, and said lightly.

"Recently, the palace has been heavily guarded, where do the thieves dare to be disrespectful to the county lord, and the county lord also dares to hurt. If you catch the thief, you will not be spared. Yuan Ye's evil eyes were ruthless at this time, revealing a fierce light.

After speaking, he lowered his head and looked at Ziwei in Jia Qi's arms, his eyes full of heartache.

"The county lord can't be fine, you take the county lord out of here, leave it to me here, chasing the thief is my forte, you can rest assured, even if the thief runs to the ends of the earth, I will be able to catch him, slowly torture him, let him die in pain, and avenge the county lord." Yuan Ye looked directly at the county lord's sleepy little face, and his anger rose. The teeth clenched and "jumped".

Jia Qi hugged Ziwei tightly in her arms, and a light smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Okay." He resolutely turned around and left, no longer stopping, he must not let Ziwei have anything in his arms.

Yuan Ye looked at their backs, the anger in his eyes kept burning, and he scolded angrily: "Dog, catch you and let me taste the taste of the wrong bones first, and then I will break you to death, and if you dare to hurt the county lord, you will be killed." ”

Exuding anger all over his body, he just stood like this, letting the wind blow the corners of his robe.

Hunting Qi carried Ziwei into the dormitory and put it on the bed, quickly opened the cabinet to find the ointment for bruises, climbed into bed and put Ziwei's head on his lap, pulled off his hair, and from the depths of the soft and vertical hair, he saw a large bag of bruises bulging on the scalp, and blood was oozing from the bruises.

His heart ached.

I applied the ointment that invigorated blood and dissolved blood stasis on the bag and rubbed it gently, and there were thousands of knots and thousands of resentments in my heart: "County Lord, why did you hurt yourself?" Why hurt yourself? ”

"Why don't you believe Hunting Qi, Hunting Qi is still the Hunting Qi who protects you."

"The county lord Jia Qi hasn't changed, why have you changed?"

"County Lord, why do you lock up your heart, so that Hunt Qi can't see your heart, and can't touch your heart, Hunt Qi still prefers that you like to throw yourself into my arms and complain like before, tell me who bullied you, and I'll help you teach him a lesson."

"But now you'd rather be hurt yourself than tell Huntie what troubles you've encountered?"

"Why is your heart getting farther and farther away from me? Do we have to test each other to see your heart? ”

"County Lord, can you tell me, eight years, eight years of what Hunt Qi missed?"

Hunt Qi chattered like a resentful woman: "County Lord, do you know that my heart has been migrating in the past eight years, like a camel and horse, migrating on the vast grassland, without boundaries, but your position in my heart has never changed, and you are very important to me." ”

Jia Qi felt sorry for herself here for a while, pulled the quilt over her body, and went out.

came to Cuihua Hall and sent someone to summon Xiaomei, Xiaomei saw Hunt Qi's cold face, and was so frightened that she knelt down.

Hunt Qi asked coldly, "Are you guilty?" ”

Xiaomei's words that wanted to defend a few words were also scared away by the cold tone, and there was a surging aura around Hunt Qi, cold and not angry.

She felt a chill in her heart, and secretly prayed: County Lord, County Lord, wake up quickly, save the slave and maid, if you don't wake up, the slave and maid will not escape punishment today.

Hunt Qi had a cold face: "No one can save you today, as the personal slave of the county lord, and let the county lord take risks, what crime should you be guilty of?" Say what's going on? ”

Xiaomei was so frightened that she kowtowed desperately.

The county lord once made a rule, if anyone dared to be disrespectful to her, the man would make an example of him, and the woman would buy the Qinglou to buy laughter for a living, and she would never leave the Qinglou.

After the county lord woke up, he regarded Xiaomei as his sister, and sometimes he forgot his identity and duty in a hurry, and he didn't dare to mention the past, for fear that the county lord would remember the past and go back to the past, which would not be good for him.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other.

Xiaomei got the trust of the county lord, but forgot her own identity, she was really happy and sad, forgetting that there was a gentle and jade-like prince in the house, but the son who punished the subordinates who made mistakes showed no mercy, and the county lord was injured by the thief, and if the princess knew about it, she would have to die.

Xiaomei trembled all over, terrified to the extreme, and kowtowed desperately, knocking so loudly that the blood on her forehead flowed out, and she didn't dare to stop.

Hunt Qi looked at her coldly with a cold face.

Xiaomei knew that this catastrophe was inevitable, so she told everything she had just done like pouring beans into a bamboo tube.

After finishing speaking, Xiaomei's eyes flowed down, and she felt very guilty in her heart, sorry for the county lord.

Hunt Qi had frost in his eyes: "I think you are cautious on weekdays, and you are still dedicated to serving the county lord, and you have not made any major mistakes, this time you will be lightly sent and go to get twenty boards to set an example." ”

Xiaomei is overjoyed, I know that the most trusted person of the prince is the son, let the son serve as the steward of the county lord's mansion, which is the second husband of the county lord, since the son took over the position of the steward of the county lord's mansion, the house is governed in an orderly manner, and the son's rewards and punishments are clear. The people in the house were in awe of the son, knowing that they had made such a big mistake today, they did not send her to the Qinglou, and only fined 20 boards.

Xiaomei hurriedly kowtowed to her son and went out.

After a while, there was a scream outside.