This seems to be the case. Princess Jun didn't say anything. She thought that after Xie Chengxuan got better, she would still come to take the blame.

These are all rumors outside, but fortunately, no other news came. In order to make these messages more real, Princess Jun not only smashed her own good vase, but also wanted to be polite to the Madam of the Qingxi Hou as before. However, I am afraid that only they themselves can know what is in the dark.

Besides, after Xie Chengxuan was imprisoned for ten days and half a month, he could fall down and leave, but his skin was blooming. Every time he moved, it seemed like he wanted to tear off a piece of his flesh. The more he felt, the more painful it would be.

He hissed, carefully holding the wall and walking. After walking for a while, he was about to take a breath. All the pain she had suffered in her life was probably here.

When he just asked his servants to help him and then walk out, two more people came outside and walked away with Xie Chengxuan. These servants were all holding people carefully, for fear of touching Xie Chengxuan's wound.

But no matter how careful these people were, Xie Chengxuan still felt so distressed that he cried and shouted at his parents, screaming.

But it was difficult for him to have a good wound on his body to crack again, and his clothes were covered with some blood stains.

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

With a bang, the Queen of Qingxi threw the cup to the ground, "What are you doing while standing there? Why don't you pay a visit to the prince quickly?"

Xie Chengxuan couldn't help feeling his heart tightened, and his body couldn't help but tremble. No, he was here too.

He also got up as soon as he huddled, kowtowed to others, thinking that he was secretly looking up, and saw that the young man in a mysterious clothes was sitting in front of him. His face was handsome, but he didn't have any smiles. His eyes were as clear as ice, and the corners of his lips were twisted into a straight line. The royal family was quite good, not to mention that the biological mother of Prince Shuo was a beauty who was famous in the capital back then. It was a pity that the beauty had little eyes and life, although they were not able to see the true appearance of the princess at that time.

But now Prince Shuo’s face is the best proof, and of course he will also know the rumors that were not true at that time.

Xie Chengxuan quickly lowered his head, and he no longer dared to look around.

Is the doors and windows not closed? How could it be so cold?

He is so cold that he is fighting a cold war.

"Prince, this is a child," Qingxihou felt a little ruthless, "He will be left to the prince to deal with it. If the prince wants to kill or cut, it is up to the prince to take charge. I think it has never given birth to this son."

When Xie Chengxuan heard this harsh words from the Marquis of Qingxi, that's all. What his father meant was to give him to Prince Shuo for disposal. Even if Prince Shuo removed him eight pieces, he would still let him go?

This is not a father, it is just an enemy. This is his life.

And his throat couldn't help but tighten, and when a mouthful of blood was spewed out, he fell to the ground.

When the Queen of Qing Xi saw his son like this, he felt no pain in his heart. But who made him lose his fortune? He was unwilling to do so when he told him about his plan. But now he has become a married woman, but he is thinking about it. Ordinary people can't stand it, let alone Prince Shuo, who is such a noble person.

If this time, this guy will be relieved, that's good. He can still save his life. But if he insists on Xie Chengxuan's life, then he has nothing to say.

Luo Hengli played with the cup in his hand, and his clear eyes were still not fluctuating.

His gaze fell on the ground, and he was scared into a mud-like humanoid thing. His thin lips were also pursed tightly, and then he pursed into a straight line.

So stiff and so stubborn.

Xie Chengxuan had a nightmare. He dreamed of many evil ghosts. These evil ghosts also bit his flesh from time to time, which made him miserable. He screamed from time to time in the dream and wanted to escape from time to time, but no matter how he ran or struggled, the evil ghosts finally tore off his flesh from piece by piece, and he was also vague and could hardly see the human figure clearly.

"ah……"

He suddenly screamed and sat up, but the evil ghost came from where he came from under qingtiānbáirì. He couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his head. This dream seemed to be true, and he was really scared.

Gently, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he felt a little thirsty in his mouth.

Xiao Quanzi poured a glass of water for his master, and he shouted to the outside, "This is a normal thing. Could it be that the slaves he raised are for the sake of seeing, not for working."

"Little Quanzi..."

He shouted again.

As a result, no one has come here yet. Where have they died? Where are the people?

"Xiao Quanzi," his voice became louder.

As a result, with a loud bang, a basin of water poured down from his head, which made him feel cold. In an instant, he also fought a cold war.

His water dripped down from his hair from time to time, and even his face turned pale.

He turned around and shivered his lips.

"Who are you calling Xiao Quanzi?" the rendà who was holding the basin roared in his voice, "Remember," he threw the basin in his hand to the ground. "My name is Su Quan, but I don't mean Xiao Quanzi."

"Get up and practice troops, why are you really yourselves?" As he said that, he grabbed Xie Chengxuan who was still in the air, and he was holding a puppy. He grabbed his collar and took him out.

Xie Guxuan shrank in the air and stared blankly with his eyes, until he saw the soldiers and generals holding bows and arrows outside, and suddenly he turned his eyes and fainted.

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe it even if he died, and he didn't believe it even if he was beaten to death. He was sold by his own brother and sold him to the barracks, allowing him to join the army, charge in the battle, and then he had a life of death.

"Ao..."

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

And when you get here, it doesn’t matter who you are in the past, whether you are a royal relative, a peddler or a fugitive slave. When you come here, you are just a pawn with military orders like a mountain, and you will be born if you are born if you are dead.
Chapter completed!