Crazy criticizes the empress because she is bent on mistaking Buddhism

Chapter 23 The Xue Family

After Xie Qingyun left Jingxin Hall, she didn't step into that courtyard again for half a month.

Huicheng was never summoned.

After that day, she was now a little less interested in anything with a bald head.

Until I learned about the monk again from Runliu's report.

Runliu said that Huicheng bought rice with all the money she allocated to build the house, cooked it into porridge, and gave it away at various gates in the capital for ten days under his own name.

"..."

After a period of silence, Xie Qingyun waved her hand: "Let him go."

He controls his own money.

Runliu said: "Your Majesty, don't you doubt that the Imperial Master is deliberately trying to win people's hearts by doing this?"

Xie Qingyun lazily said: "If you had evidence, you would have told me already."

"Since you can't find any evidence, it means that he is really just giving out porridge."

Besides, that monk Huicheng has always been a bit stupid, and it seems that he can do such things as selfless and without asking for anything in return.

Runliu said oh.

Xie Qingyun stared at Runliu, wanting to ask him if he had gone to the Jingxin Hall to find that monk recently.

I feel like this is too deliberate.

And she never asked about Runliu's personal affairs.

Just as he was hesitating whether to speak or not, he heard someone from the palace coming to report, and Yunyang asked to see him.

"Xuan."

Xie Qingyun gathered her emotions and saw Yunyang rushing in fiercely.

"Your Majesty, we found a member of the Xue family."

His voice was not loud, but it brought a sudden silence in the room.

Runliu glanced at Xie Qingyun.

Xie Qingyun took a deep breath: "Where is the person?"

"In the imperial prison," Yunyang said.

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The imperial prison of Jinyiwei has always been a more terrifying existence than the Ministry of Punishment.

Because prisoners were tortured here every day, the ground was stained with blood all year round.Over time, a layer of dark red viscosity accumulated, exuding a rotten smell that was nauseating.

The last time Xie Qingyun came to Zhao Prison was two years ago.

She thought it was the last time.

Unexpectedly, Jin Yiwei captured a new member of the Xue family.

Walking through the dark corridor, Xie Qingyun came to the cell where the prisoner was.

Locked in the cell was a young man who was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

He was tied to the torture rack, his head hung down, and there was blood on his body.

It seemed that Yunyang had already been tortured once.

"People from the Xue family."

Xie Qingyun walked over, looked at the young man, and reached out to grab his neck.

The comatose boy felt as if his heart was being clenched, and he opened his eyes in panic.

He saw a girl full of hatred staring directly at him.

The hatred filled her eyes like a fountain. Against the dim light of the cell, she looked like a goblin recorded in ancient books who would only come out to suck human blood in the middle of the night.

It has breathtaking danger and beauty.

"People from the Xue family." Xie Qingyun murmured and repeated.

"People from the Xue family."

"People from the Xue family."

Every time she said a word, she clenched her hands tightly.

It wasn't until the boy's face gradually turned purple that Xie Qingyun suddenly let go.

"Why can't you die cleanly?" Xie Qingyun looked at the young man.

The boy burst into tears.

"I'm afraid."

He finally spoke his first words.

He fears.

After so many years of changing his name and hiding in Tibet, he still couldn't escape the fate of being caught by the Jin Yiwei.

But he was only eight years old when that happened.

He doesn't know anything.

Just because he is a member of the Xue family, is he destined to die?
The young man looked at Xie Qingyun miserably, helpless and desperate.

Xie Qingyun was stunned for a moment, as if she had seen herself back then.

She staggered and took two steps back.

He looked down at his hands, confused. "Your Majesty." Yunyang was a little worried.

In fact, he hesitated for a long time before deciding to inform Xie Qingyun about the matter.

Because Runliu said, you can give it a try.

If the rotten meat is not removed, the wound will be bad.

These are Runliu’s original words.

But looking at today's scene, I'm afraid it's just adding salt to the wound again.

Xie Qingyun saw the Xiuchun knife on Yunyang's waist with her peripheral vision, and in confusion, she suddenly reached out and pulled out the knife.

The blade was sharp and glowing with cold light.

Xie Qingyun pointed the knife at the young man's neck, swung the knife down, but cut off his own arm.

Immediately, blood poured out.

"His Majesty!"

Yunyang panicked for a moment, turned around and shouted to his subordinates: "Go to the imperial doctor quickly!"

Run Liu quickly stepped forward and snatched the knife from Xie Qingyun's hand.

Xie Qingyun had lost her mind at this moment. Although the knife was taken away, she was still scratching at the wound on Shicai's arm with her nails.

"The Xue family will not die because Yun'er is incompetent!"

"Yun'er is incompetent!"

Xie Qingyun was in terrible pain.

Upon seeing this, Runliu surrounded Xie Qingyun to prevent her from further hurting herself.

"Your Majesty." Runliu coaxed in a soft voice.

Xie Qingyun remained indifferent.

She can't hear.

Yunyang had already ordered people to take the descendants of the Xue family out of the cell. Seeing Xie Qingyun like this, he carefully suggested: "Why don't you send your Majesty to the Heavenly Monk?"

Junliu hid the pain in his eyes and nodded.

When Xie Qingyun was brought to Jingxin Hall, her arm was still bleeding.

It soaked Runliu's entire sleeve.

The large swaths of blood stains were like blooming poppies, which was shocking.

Runliu placed Xie Qingyun on the bed and said urgently: "Please help your majesty, the eminent monk."

The imperial doctors rushed over after hearing the news and wanted to bandage it, but Xie Qingyun kept struggling and couldn't get close at all.

Junliu needed to hold her down with both hands to prevent her from continuing to hurt herself.

Tianseng then walked over to replace Runliu, stretched out his hand and pressed it on Xie Qingyun's forehead.

Xie Qingyun, who was struggling, felt a cool feeling spread throughout her body. The pain that seemed to be burning just now slowly subsided, and her eyes became clearer.

Immediately, Tianseng took the imperial physician's medicine box, took out scissors, cut off the sleeve of Xie Qingyun's wound, and sprinkled golden sore medicine on it.

A set of processes flow smoothly.

The golden sore medicine was sprinkled into the wound, causing Xie Qingyun to look at Tianseng with tears in her eyes.

Howling like a wounded animal.

Tianseng subconsciously slowed down his hand movements and gently blew on her wound while applying medicine.

Xie Qingyun sniffed and stopped crying.

Seeing that Xie Qingyun had settled down, Runliu led everyone to retreat first.

He was the only two people left in the room.

The monk couldn't help but sigh.

"All floating dust and illusions arise where conditions gather and disappear where conditions disperse. They are nothing but illusions."

"Your Majesty, why are you doing this?"

The monk looked at the fragile and helpless Xie Qingyun on the bed with pity.

Her obsession is too heavy.

It was so heavy that even he, who had understood the desires of all living beings since childhood, could not understand her obsession.

Almost like a demon.

Xie Qingyun raised her hand with difficulty from the bed and grabbed the corner of the monk's robe.

Tian Monk leaned slightly closer, thinking she had something to say.

The next second, a pair of lips pressed against her.

Cool, soft and sweet.

However, the Heavenly Monk immediately stood up as if he had been scalded by boiling water.

He frowned.

This time, who did she mistake herself for in her hysteria?
However, I heard Xie Qingyun on the bed say softly: "Monk."

"Return to the secular world."

"How about returning to secular life and coming to my harem?"

(End of this chapter)