The Flower Guarding Bell Chapter 11: Have you ever been in love

Xiao Qingxue's whole body was numb from pain, but when she heard Na Yunzhe's words, a hoarse laugh still appeared in her throat.

"What are you laughing at?" Na Yunzhe's eyes widened, and his face was stained with displeasure.

"How can you call someone else the blame for a play directed and acted by the mother-in-law?"

"Bold, dare to speak wild words!"

The palace maid hurriedly interrupted her exit, and looked outside with some guilty conscience. The next moment her voice was gloomy, "Niangniang, she—"

"It doesn't matter."

Na Yunzhe didn't care at all, "What if she knew?" She spread her hands and turned around, her expression became more and more arrogant, "Who heard it?"

She walked to the torture tool, took a red iron stick that was burning in the fire, and then slowly approached the person on the wooden frame.

"Xiao Qingxue, believe it or not, even if the emperor really knew that it was me who did it, for this child's sake, he wouldn't do anything to me. And this—" The hot iron in her hand Walking in front of her, "it's the difference between us."

The heat of the soldering iron rushed towards her face, but there was no fear in the woman's eyes. She slowly raised her eyes and looked at her.

"You got everything you wanted, so what are you afraid of?"

The dry well-like eyes seemed to see through the deepest fear in her heart, and Na Yunzhe's expression suddenly became angry, "What do you know!"

“呲——”

The smell of burning flesh gradually dissipated.

The ten fingers that had received the stick were already so painful that they could not move, but now they were clenched into fists. Pus and blood spilled from the fingers, dripping, and red flowers bloomed on the ground.

Xiao Qingxue gasped and endured the severe pain in her left chest, the corners of her mouth raised stiffly, "Why, I'm so embarrassed that I'm talking about the central thing?"

"Xiao Qingxue!" She roared, and then seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and snorted disdain, "I really don't have the same knowledge as you, anyway, brother Changqing is mine now. Even if he used to be like that I loved you so much."

Love?

Did Li Changqing actually love her?

Xiao Qingxue closed her eyes, her face full of ridicule.

As if seeing through Xiao Qingxue's thoughts at this time, Na Yunzhe looked at her with a complicated expression.

"Why, you don't believe it? Also, looking at the current brother Changqing, even I almost forgot that he once loved a woman so madly that even if he was seriously injured and unconscious, he would call out 'Ah Xue' woman.”

Na Yunzhe looked at her, and for the first time confided her hidden thoughts, "Xiao Qingxue, don't you know? I was jealous of you, like crazy, very early, very early."

Xiao Qingxue kept her eyes closed, but Na Yunzhe seemed to have opened the conversation. She was just taking care of herself and told a lot about Li Changqing's forbearance in the Western Regions after her treason.

It turns out that he didn't succeed in the beginning either.

It turned out that he also did a lot of hard work.

It turns out that he hates her so much...

Xiao Qingxue opened her eyes and looked at Na Yunzhe who was gradually getting excited. She complained aloud, but herself, her face was always indifferent.

"Xiao Qingxue, I've been by my brother Changqing's side all these years; I used the power of my father's family to help him conquer the world; I watched him remove you from his heart little by little. Now, you Why is he still in front of him? Why!"

Na Yunzhe talked about the emotional part, her eyes flashed with madness, she quickly approached and hugged Qingxue's shoulders, "Go to hell, if you die, brother Changqing will not suffer."

She stretched her hand towards Xiao Qingxue's neck at some point, and her strength continued to increase.

"Go to die, die, no one will have pain, die..."

Xiao Qingxue looked at the ferocious woman in front of her. She felt her breathing gradually weaken, but she closed her eyes.

Let's end it like this...

"My Lady!"

Someone exclaimed.

Xiao Qingxue felt that the strength on her neck was decreasing, she opened her eyes, only to see Na Yunzhe squatting down, clutching her stomach.

The master and servant panicked, this child must not have an accident.

Before being helped to leave, Na Yunzhe endured the pain and left a message to her.

"Xiao Qingxue, I know what you are worried about. You can rest assured. As long as you confess your guilt and die, I will never persecute your fifth sister's family. I will wait for your reply."

The people behind him remained silent, but Na Yunzhe knew that she had listened.

When she was helped outside by her confidant, Na Yunzhe withdrew her hand covering her abdomen, her frowning eyebrows stretched out, as if the pain just now was an illusion.

"Niangniang, you—" Now, even the confidant looked at his master in amazement.

Na Yunzhe glanced at the still surprised palace maid, her eyes glinting across the silent surroundings.

"You can't tell the difference between the real and the fake, the real and the fake, let alone her? Just watch."

Looking at the master with a bright smile on his face, the palace maid realized her admiration.

"My lady is wise."

Qingxin Hall, the place where the emperor temporarily handles political affairs in the palace.

Received the news reported in the dungeon two days later.

Li Changqing used the cinnabar royal pen to review the memorial in his hand, and listened to the report of the kneeling man, his hand kept going.

"You mean, she hired?"

"Back to the emperor, listening to her, it seems that she wants to recruit, but, but-"

The chamberlain recalled the report from the prison head just now, with a tangled expression on his face. The next moment he caught a glimpse of the gaze from above, and trembled, he revealed it all—

"Your Majesty, the head of the prison said that she must see the emperor before she would admit it in person. The head of the cell also said that he might not be able to survive these few days. Look at this—"

The cinnabar in the memorial was smudged open on the paper, his eyes were cloudy, and then he finally put the imperial pen aside.

"Your Majesty?"

Li Changqing got up from behind the imperial table, "No need to follow."

When I reached the door, I suddenly stopped, "Go and call Qilixi."

"Yes."

Dungeon

Xiao Qingxue didn't know how many times she had woken up from a coma, but every time she woke up, it became more and more difficult to let her know that she was afraid that she didn't have much time.

Probably also knew that she was about to die, and the prison head stopped the torture in recent days. However, the wound that fell before has already festered, and the rotten smell on her body has made her numb from the initial nausea.

Have you ever thought that this day will come to the highly honored Princess Qingyun?

At this moment, Xiao Qingxue collapsed on the wet haystack, her breath was dying, but her brain was extremely active.

Everything in the past flashed past one after another, like watching flowers on a horse.

In the end, the picture still freezes on a man.

Blood coagulates in his hair, which is dry on his cheeks, and under his dirty face, the corners of his mouth are gently pulled up, a little self-deprecating.

The man in his sight stared at her with a look of indifference she had long been accustomed to.

She sighed, so lightly that she didn't even notice it.

"Xiao Qingxue, did you call me to hear you sigh?"

In the silent dungeon, a sudden voice exploded in her ears.