Things in the world are unpredictable. No one thought that the outcome would be so sudden.
It was just a dry, chaff-like wooden stick, with a diameter of two inches, but it miraculously ruined Guo Qing's offensive momentum, and looking at the miserable scene of the wooden stick sticking out of his bones, Guo Qing's wrist was considered
Destroyed forever.
An ordinary person would be disheartened and surrender at this moment.
But Guo Qing did not lose heart, and his desire to survive seemed stronger than before.
After the wooden stick was inserted into his wrist bone, he endured the inhuman pain. Taking advantage of the stunned guards, he suddenly rolled backwards in the air and jumped to the side of the eldest lady.
The eldest lady was so happy that she grabbed his clothes and cried: "Guo Qing, are you here to save me?"
"You bitch, you fart!"
Guo Qing pressed his left hand hard against the eldest lady's neck, and said dumbly: "If it weren't for you, how could I be in such a miserable state? Please pay for my life!"
He turned to Xiong Qishan and shouted: "I have captured Fan Ping now. If you want to kill me, I will let Fan Ping be buried with me. Haha...are you afraid?"
The guards came to their senses and realized that Guo Qing had been seriously injured and his skills were greatly reduced. It was a good time to go up and show off his power. The guards still cared about the thousand taels of gold and rushed forward with their swords.
"Wait a minute, stop it!" Xiong Qishan frowned, his eyes flickering!
Fan Ping had tarnished his reputation as Xiong Qishan and wanted to cut her into pieces, but Xiong Qishan had his own reasons and did not dare to harm her life! All of this is inseparable from the power of the Fan family.
Fan Ping's father was the imperial censor of the dynasty, and he had the power to impeach officials without restraint.
Moreover, the old man had a very stubborn temper and was acrimonious. Anyone who offended him would be suppressed and harassed by him in the name of endless petitions and direct remonstrances.
Although he is now close to the commander of the black guards, he does not dare to offend such a bad-tempered old man easily.
If a gentleman like Fan Ping dies in his own hands, and this old man threatens me, will he still fight me to the death?
When Xiong Qishan thought of this, his whole body was on fire. The wet urine on his crotch was dried. He could neither advance nor retreat. He was in a dilemma.
He narrowed his eyes, pointed at Guo Qing and said: "What do you want, why don't you just surrender?"
Guo Qing grabbed the eldest lady by the throat and said with a strange smile: "What can I do? The eldest lady is my talisman. When I leave the Xiong Mansion and my life is safe, I will let her go!"
As he spoke, the lady, whose face was purple and covered with chaff, slowly retreated.
Xiong Qishan glanced at Shi Yue, his eyes actually looking for help.
But Shi Yue had no mood to pay attention to him. He was with his head drooping and was complained by the Ninth Lady: "Stinky Stone, did you just die? If you lost your life because of me, I would not... not..."
When Mrs. Ninth said this, she looked around at the other ladies a few feet away and said with a blushing face: "Is it necessary for me to die of guilt?"
Shi Yue smiled honestly, showing his big white teeth: "I am yours! It is only right to devote myself to you! Even if I die, I am willing to do so."
"You talkative!" Madam Ninth felt happy in her heart and nodded his forehead: "Who wants you to sacrifice your life? Live well and protect me..."
Xiong Qishan saw everything in his eyes and couldn't help but feel angry: It was groundless, and it may not be without reason. It turns out that the relationship between these two people is not so bright after all!
Humph... I bought you my dear girl for some use, but she can still be harvested by one of your little guards?
Xiong Qishan snorted in his heart. Shi Yue couldn't point it out. He led hundreds of guards and followed Guo Qing's footsteps, walking out. The top priority was to save Fan Ping's life alive.
Otherwise, your career will be severely hampered.
The hustle and bustle in the yard finally dissipated, and the frightened ladies returned to the house one by one under the service of the maids to calm down their shock. In front of the empty ancestral hall, only Shi Yue, Ninth Lady, and Xi'er were left.
That frightening moment only frightened Xi'er so much that she was covered in chaff and had no strength at all. In terms of courage, she was really much worse than Madam Ninth!
She leaned softly on the chair and waited for a long time before standing up and moving to Mrs. Ninth's side. She supported Mrs. Ninth's soft body and wanted to go back to the room.
Mrs. Ninth wiped the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, then staggered a few steps, then frowned and stopped.
At the critical moment of life and death, I ran for a long time in a panic. Now I regained my composure. I just moved slightly and felt severe pain in my ankle.
Shi Yue saw Madam Ninth's injury and came forward: "What's wrong? It hurts again? I'll help you!"
"Don't... I don't need you to hold me up!" Madam Ninth glared at Shi Yue, pushed him away, endured the pain, and allowed Xi'er to stagger with her support, but with every step she took, her ankles felt like needles, painful.
It’s unbearable! It seems like I don’t dare to touch the ground.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt aggrieved. She bit her pink lips and saw no one around her. She waved to Shi Yue and said, "Little Shitou, come here and hold me. I want to see who dares to do anything to me if you are so powerful.
"
Shi Yue smiled and gave her a thumbs up with a look of praise!
He put one hand around Madam Ninth's back and the other around her legs. Under Xi'er's wide-eyed gaze, he picked up Madam Ninth and walked out of the ancestral hall to the house.
Shi Yue gently placed Mrs. Jiu on the bed, told her not to move, and then turned to leave.
"No, don't leave yet!" Madam Ninth stopped Shi Yue, frowned, and told Xi'er, "Go to the door and look out. No one, no matter who it is, is allowed to come in." Xi'er looked at Shi Yue and Madam Ninth, and walked away knowingly.
came out.
Lookout?
It's clear day and clear sky, what is Madam Ninth going to do?
Shi Yue looked curious, but saw Madam Ninth frowning lightly, removing her steps, and lying lazily on the bed.
Her towering chest trembled with her breathing, exuding an alluring aura. Her clothes clung tightly to her waist, echoing her plump chest and reflecting a pair of soft curves.
Madam Ninth felt Shi Yue's gaze, scanning back and forth on her chest. She reached out and pulled the quilt over, covering her head and chest. Feeling that the defense was not enough, she pulled it down again and covered her waist.
"Mrs. Ninth, what are you doing?"
Madam Ninth lifted up the three-inch golden lotus, and the crystal clear jade appeared in front of Shi Yue in an alluring gesture.
Across the quilt, Mrs. Ninth's charming voice of shyness and resentment came: "My feet hurt so much, please rub them for me again." The voice was shy and weak.
I see!
Shi Yue let out a long breath, stretched out his hand to grab the jade feet, admired them for a long time, and then said: "Little Shitou obeys!"
Xi'er closed the door of the courtyard and leaned against the courtyard wall, but in her heart she didn't understand why Madam Ninth wanted her to look out: Could it be that, in broad daylight, Madam Ninth was going to have something shameful happen to Brother Shitou?
The fragrance of the boudoir, the lonely man and the widow, the burning firewood...
Xi'er tilted her little head, and the more she thought about it, the more suspicious she felt. She vaguely heard Mrs. Ninth's humming and intermittent calls from inside the house!
When Xi'er heard the ecstasy scream, her heart felt as if grass had grown, which made her flustered and her face turned as red as a red apple, bright and beautiful.