Ever since he fell into the hands of Zhang Xutang, Song Qinghui had endured unprecedented torture, but he was stupid in his mind and mouth and couldn't speak out. He could only hold Song Huiyue tightly, fearing that she would push him away again.
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"elder sister!"
Song Huiyue patted his back and whispered: "Let's go home."
Yin Xiao supported Zhang Xutang and asked him to go out.
When he passed by Zhang Xuling, Zhang Xuling supported his old father and looked away as if afraid.
He was afraid of Yin Xiao. Yin Xiao's eyes, body, and footsteps formed a beast. When he was quiet, he was extremely quiet, making people unaware of his existence. However, when he moved, he would grab people's lifeblood.
Even Zhang Xutang's incurable poison had no choice but to be captured by Yin Xiao who suddenly took action.
Zhang Xutang turned to look at Song Huiyue and his sister, and smiled coldly: "This matter is not over yet."
Song Huiyue nodded: "Yes, it's not over. You not only harmed Qinghui, you also set fire to it."
Zhang Xutang snorted and stopped looking at her. As he walked, he turned his head in the direction of Lao Wei and winked innocently at Lao Wei.
At this moment, Lao Wei suddenly took action.
His sharp knife also slipped from his sleeve and stabbed Song Huiyue directly, intending to kill Song Huiyue here.
Yin Xiao raised his hand to fight back, and his body and knife all left Zhang Xutang.
The moment the two swords faced each other, Zhang Xutang suddenly raised the tiger-headed staff in his hand.
Song Huiyue immediately raised her hand to block it, and at the same time took a step forward to block Song Qinghui from behind her.
Ignoring Lao Wei's offensive, Yin Xiao turned around and ran towards Song Huiyue.
However, before his steps were set, Zhang Xutang's tiger-headed stick had already fallen, but it was not facing Song Huiyue, but Song Qinghui.
Song Huiyue's hand and Yinxiao's hand both fell into vain.
The majestic tiger's head hit Song Qinghui's head hard, and the hard bones seemed to soften into tofu in an instant. As the tiger's head dented downwards, a bloody flower appeared.
Song Qinghui's thin body fell to the ground, first falling lightly, and then landing heavily on the cold bluestone.
Song Huiyue still raised her hand to block the stick, her eyes widened, looking at the situation in front of her in disbelief.
Then she let out a huge, broken roar: "Qinghui!"
She threw herself into the pool of blood and raised her hand to cover Song Qinghui's head. The blood was hot and surged out, soaking Song Qinghui completely in the blood.
"Qinghui, Qinghui..." Her eyes were full of tears, and the tears fell on Song Qinghui's thin face. She tried to pick him up with trembling hands, "Qinghui, don't be afraid, my sister will save you...
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"Sister..." Song Qinghui slowly closed his eyes and opened his mouth in anger, "I'm so hungry..."
Song Huiyue's cries were blocked in her heart. She wanted to open her mouth wide and howl, but no sound came out. She could only nod her head vigorously: "Go home, sister will make you something to eat."
Song Qinghui felt relieved, he closed his eyes and leaned in Song Huiyue's arms.
Yin Xiao shouted angrily, pinched the tip of Lao Wei's knife, pushed him back about ten steps, then let go of his hand and ran towards Song Huiyue as if he was flying.
When passing by Zhang Xutang, he raised his knife and stabbed Zhang Xutang.
Lao Wei, who was following closely behind, dragged Zhang Xutang seven or eight steps away at the critical moment.
At the same time, the Zhang family guards stepped forward and raised their swords.
King Jin heard Song Huiyue's wailing outside the door, and immediately pushed King Yan away and rushed in. When he saw the situation in front of him, he immediately asked his troops to raise their swords.
The men and horses on both sides faced each other, and everything was quiet. As long as there was any slightest movement, a huge battle would break out.
Zhang Xutang laughed first: "Haha."
Then the laughter turned into a big laugh, with tears streaming down her face: "Song Huiyue, no one has ever been able to take away what I want from my hands!"
King Yan asked all the officials outside not to come in. After he ran in, he was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.
At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Brother, you are going to rebel if you use weapons in the house of the Prime Minister!"
After hearing his anger, King Jin only gave him a sneer.
Zhang Rui raised his hand back, pressed his palm down, made a gesture to put down his weapon, and said at the same time: "Prince Jin, it is important to treat the injury."
King Jin nodded, took a step forward, and whispered to Zhang Xutang: "Yameni, the days are long. You stay in the capital. Never, never run away."
Then he withdrew, took Song Qinghui from Song Huiyue's hand, and led everyone out of the Zhang family gate.
Outside the Zhang family gate, the onlookers all took a breath and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
The second master of the Zhang family, this dandy, actually kidnapped a young master!
Kidnapping is a capital crime.
Not to mention the abduction, this blood... probably caused a loss of life.
As for what Song Huiyue did tonight, it was all reasonable and reasonable, and the King of Jin was also on the right side.
Walking to the door, Song Huiyue looked at the onlookers and said coldly: "Why don't you report it to the officials? Why don't you ask the officials to arrest me, accuse me of insulting the prime minister, and sentence me to death in prison?
! Even when I died, I opened my eyes and immediately turned into a ghost to seek revenge on Zhang Xutang! Let’s all die together! So that the whole world can see the evil done by the Zhang family!”
Looking around at the people present, these faces retreated one after another. They did not expect that such a big change would happen tonight.
The King of Jin hugged Song Qinghui, took Song Huiyue into the carriage, and told Huang Ting: "Go to Doctor Zu immediately."
Huang Ting nodded: "Yes."
King Jin's carriage ran very fast. Song Huiyue sat in the carriage, stretched out her scarred hand, took Song Qinghui from King Jin's hand, and held her in her arms.
Song Qinghui lost weight and became as thin as a withered bamboo. She wanted to smooth his hair back, but it didn't work. The hair had become strands and she couldn't untie him.
The carriage was filled with the smell of blood. Everywhere that could be touched was covered with blood from Song Qinghui's head. The blood had already stained their clothes.
King Jin looked at the two siblings, and there was only a long sigh in his heart.
When they arrived at Dr. Zu's house, Dr. Zu was not shocked when he saw the bloody scene. He just dried the mugwort with a calm face and looked at Song Huiyue's hands.
Huang Ting's bandage was well bandaged and there was no need to remove it and start it again, so Song Huiyue sat on the steps outside the house.
She looked up at the night sky. The night sky was like a gentle satin, wrapping all the good and evil.
King Jin washed the veil and came over and sat down next to her.
Song Huiyue whispered: "It would have been better if I had not sent Qinghui away."
The light from the corridor happened to shine down, illuminating her forehead, eyebrows, bridge of nose, and lips, all of which looked like they had not yet grown up.
She has not yet celebrated her sixteenth birthday.
Prince Jin held the handkerchief and wiped her face bit by bit, starting from her forehead and wiping it clean carefully, revealing her true face - to him, she was the moon.
"It has nothing to do with you," King Jin folded the veil and handed it to Huang Ting, "You made the best choice every time."
Song Huiyue cried and hesitated for the first time: "What should I do?"