Feng Changling glanced at him and said: "I am a doctor who only saves people, not kills." After saying that, he asked again: "Where did you take Prince Xuan and the others?"
Ye Xiuchen and Xiao Yunchu have disappeared, and they don't know where they were hidden by Han Qiancheng. It has to be said that this man is very thoughtful.
Han Qiancheng said: "Do you think I will tell you?"
Feng Changling knew that his question was in vain. She was very angry, her hand movements were a bit heavy, and she applied the needle without mercy.
Han Qiancheng's expression remained unchanged. He looked straight at the bed tent above his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
After a while, Feng Changling asked him: "Do you regret it?"
He came back to his senses and smiled at Feng Changling: "I have never regretted it!"
Feng Changling was speechless. He snorted, took the silver needle, stood up and said, "Young master's illness cannot be cured by me. You'd better hire someone else."
After leaving these words, he turned around and walked out.
At this time, in Qingfeng Village, Wei Yu and his men were carrying the coffin of Princess Qinghe to the back mountain for burial, when they bumped into Chen Qingxue.
Wei Yu stopped and saluted: "Miss."
Chen Qingxue glanced at the coffin and asked, "What are you doing?"
Wei Yu said: "Young Master ordered me to bury Princess Qinghe."
Chen Qingxue's eyes moved, and she couldn't believe it: "She is really dead?"
It's not that she didn't know what happened in Zhuyuan. Although she wasn't present, news would come from time to time.
In fact, she was also very curious about who incited everyone in Qingfeng Village to let Han Qiancheng kill Princess Qinghe to show his innocence.
Although Princess Qinghe died after taking poison, if Han Qiancheng really wanted to save her, wouldn't he be able to save her? Or did Han Qiancheng have other motives?
Wei Yu replied: "The princess is indeed dead."
Chen Qingxue didn't believe it. She said coldly: "Open the coffin."
Wei Yu was stunned for a moment and looked a little embarrassed: "Isn't this bad for the eldest lady? The princess is dead, why do you bother bothering her soul anymore?"
Chen Qingxue's face turned cold and she said sternly: "I want you to open the coffin."
When Wei Yu saw this, he did not dare to persuade him any more, so he ordered people to open the coffin.
Chen Qingxue walked over and saw Yan Ruoling lying inside with her hands folded on her stomach. She had her eyes closed as if she was asleep.
She reached out and touched it, but the body was already cold.
Chen Qingxue suddenly laughed: "Are you dead, really dead? Is it worth it for a man who lied to you?"
No one answered her.
Chen Qingxue's eyes were filled with mist and compassion. She took a hairpin from her head, inserted it into Yan Ruoling's bun and said, "So what if you are a princess? You are not a pitiful person."
In the next life, you must keep your eyes open and don't foolishly lose your life for an unworthy man."
These words seemed to be spoken to Yan Ruoling, and they also seemed to be spoken to herself. Can women only live dependent on men in this life?
Should it be a woman's life to be hurt by love and die for love?
Chen Qingxue closed her eyes, looked away, turned to Wei Yu and said, "Send the princess on her way."
Wei Yu breathed a sigh of relief, quickly closed the coffin and carried it to the back mountain.
Everyone in Qingfeng Village also saw this scene. After all, they forced an innocent woman to death.