Allure of the World Chapter 59: Give it back to him

On the third day, Lan Ling removed the gauze and bandages.

Wrists and ankles are still weak, but can move. Ling Chen was overjoyed.

The scar on Lan Ling's face has healed, but there are still scars, with a red mark on each side.

But this is already incredible. Aunt Meng, could it be an immortal? Everyone is guessing.

Lan Ling looked at herself in the mirror, tears streaming down her face, "Give me a veil!"

"Ling'er, I don't despise you!" Ling Chen pulled Lan Ling's shoulder, and Lan Ling pushed him away.

"The concubine dislikes me! The concubines are not as good-looking as they are, but now they have scars, and they are even uglier!"

"Linger, I don't think you're ugly enough, who else do you want to show!"

She looked at her uneven hair, which was cut by Chu Liang on the right side of her head.

When she was injured, she didn't dare to look in the mirror. Today, looking at the pink scars on her face and the strange hair, Lan Ling cried earth-shatteringly.

Lan Ling hasn't cried like this in a long time, just like she hasn't laughed out loud in a long time.

Everyone is stunned.

"Ling'er!" Ling Chen tried several times to push her into his arms, but to no avail, she looked at him: "Let me cry, okay, it's not in the palace, I can relax Do you want to cry? I really want to cry, I really want to cry!"

Lan Ling has been crying for a stick of incense.

"Ling'er, why do you have so many tears!" Ling Chen reached out and stroked her hair, Lan Ling dodged away.

She held the short hair on the right side and said faintly: "In Moshan, a woman's hair can only be cut by her husband. When they get married, the husband cuts his wife's hair and makes it with his own. The concentric knot means that we will always be of the same mind, but my hair was actually given to that stinky man..." Lan Ling cried again.

Ling Chen waved his sword and cut a few strands of hair on his left side, "Now, mine has also been cut, just like you, don't cry, my hair can still grow back!"

Lan Ling had tears in her eyes, but she stretched out her hand to take the hair in Ling Chen's hand, "Cut the back hair for me, and trim it a little bit."

Ling Chen squatted down, took out a bright yellow sweat towel, and carefully wiped Lan Ling's crying face, "Your face, your face has recovered like this, it's already very good, the color of this scar has passed Futian. We can't see it anymore, we have met a genius doctor, or a fairy."

He took the scissors and gently held Lan Ling's long hair in his left hand. Lan Ling's hair was of excellent quality and soft as silk.

Ling Chen's calloused hand holding the knife and the sword trembled slightly. He had never held a woman's hair like this before. Some people say that men can't move a woman's hair casually, and if you move it, you will lose your life.

"Cut it, cut it neatly, and cut off all the long and short!" Lan Ling urged.

Ling Chen reduced it, and cut off the long and short blue silk, and held it in his palm.

Lan Ling took out some, and along with his hair, carefully tied two concentric knots and tied a red rope.

She put one in her breast pocket, and the other held up and asked Lingchen, "Although you may have **** with others, I still hope you can carry it!"

Ling Chen looked at her and was stunned for a moment, Lan Ling had already left the concentric knot on the ground. She put the rest of the hair into the brazier and watched them burn to ashes.

She turns back to the back room. Ling Chen picked up the concentric knot from the ground and put it in his close-fitting pocket.

Lan Ling combed her hair again, put on her veil, and the group went down the mountain.

This time, Huo Jingyun and Bai Shaoting insisted on sending them back to the palace. Huo Jingyun whispered a few times in Lingchen's ear, Lingchen nodded, and raised his voice, "Let's go to Gu'an County to rest!"

Lan Ling rode the carriage this time. It was just after noon when they entered the Gu'an County Government Office. Zhang Jin, the county magistrate of Gu'an County, was apprehensive.

Ling Chen settled Lan Ling, "I'll go out for a while, I'll be back soon, Bai Shaoting and Tian Ming will protect you!"

Lan Ling stared at him.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you this time! I'll be back soon!"

Ling Chen and Huo Jingyun set off with Gu Fan and a dozen secret guards.

Two hours later, they came back, along with Chu Liang and a beautiful woman.

They are tied together.

Chu Liang kept yelling, the woman behind him shivered.

Ling Chen took Lan Ling out and put it in his arms, "Chu Liang, as a general, you should understand that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If you lose, you have to admit it! I heard about you and your relationship Your wife is deeply in love, since you love your wife so much, how can you vent your anger on someone else's wife?"

"Your wife? You Lingchen have so many wives, how can you be compared with me! That Lan Ling, who has no shame, his family has been destroyed by you, how can he still be with you? She is not filial and harms her The father is in the midst of injustice! In vain for a woman! Such a woman will be punished by everyone!"

Lan Ling trembled slightly.

Ling Chen covered Lan Ling's eyes and threw a sword, cutting off Chu Liang's right arm! Blood splattered all over the woman.

The woman's scream is heart-wrenching!

Ling Chen's face was ashen, "A woman married a woman with her husband, she married me, she is my woman, and my home is her home! You don't even understand this truth! And Lan Jingtian, neither does Don't treat her like a daughter! She has already saved her father's life and achieved filial piety! Since only your woman is a woman and everyone else's women are rubbish, then I will let you taste the pain!"

Ling Chen's thin lips were tightly closed, his eyes were as cold as ice. He also chopped off Chu Liang's other arm, tied it to a post, stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman's hair behind him, pulled a horse over, and stabbed the woman. His hands and feet were tied, and his hair was tied to the rope behind the horse's butt.

"Ling Chen, kill me, kill me!" Chu Liang shouted.

"Chu Liang, my woman's veins were cut off by you and her face was ruined. You are so vicious, how could I be willing to let you die?"

He clapped his palm on the horse's ass, and the warhorse ran forward, pitying Chu Liang's loving wife, who was screaming at first, and then gradually disappeared, and pieces of flesh and blood fell on the ground. Hair with scalp....

Zhang Jin, the magistrate of Gu'an County, was so scared that his legs trembled. He had heard of the young emperor's ruthless methods, but he didn't expect it to be like this...

Of course, Chu Liang hurt his concubine first.

"Zhang Jin! You supervise this horse to run 200 laps, and you make up for one lap! Chu Liang can't let him die right away, let him die in three days! And you, Gu'an County has hidden rebels Thief, you didn't find out, it's really a dereliction of duty! After this thing is done, you will be fined 100 big board, demoted to a commoner, go home!"

Zhang Jin knelt down to give the order, and beads of sweat dripped down.

Lan Ling just wanted to vomit when she looked at the broken pieces of meat on the ground. She wanted to go back to the house, but was pressed there by Ling Chen.

Ling Chen turned Lan Ling's head, "I just gave him back what he caused you to suffer! It's so cruel, you have to accept it, and you must not have compassion for the enemy! Do you know?"

Lan Ling's face was pale, and he tilted his head and didn't want to look anymore.

"Let's go, go back to the palace! The two of you will just follow me back to the palace."

Huo Jingyun and Bai Shaoting agreed.