Chapter 701 What's the news

Huangfulian had passed out.

She stood there, watching the Qing guards dragging Huang Fulian towards the house, and felt dizzy.

Every step they took was like a needle, piercing Wei Xuerong's heart with pain.

She clenched her hands tightly, without taking her eyes off Huangfulian's body for a moment, a terrible guess emerged in her heart.

Huangfulian didn't move at all, could he have...

Thinking that Huangfulian might have... Wei Xuerong was so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe.

She remembered that before, she saw Xiahou Fengli slashing at Huangfulian's body with her own eyes...

Thinking of Xia Houfeng's harsher words, echoing in her ears.

Wei Xuerong inhaled again and again, trying to calm herself down, and kept telling herself in her heart: It's okay, it's okay, Huang Fulian will be fine...

But where they walked, bright red blood kept dripping down, interrupting the emotions she had managed to calm down.

Wei Xuerong couldn't move, couldn't look away, so she could only be pinned there, watching the Qing guard, dragging Huang Fulian, walking towards the room step by step, leaving bloodstains behind her.

Wei Xuerong's hands twisted and clenched even tighter, the nails sank deeply into the palm, and there was a tingling sensation.

It's okay, it's okay, Huang Fulian just passed out...it's okay...he just passed out...

Wei Xuerong stood there without moving, telling and comforting herself repeatedly in her heart.

The Qing guards had already dragged Huangfulian into the room, but Wei Xuerong still hadn't recovered.

It wasn't until Qing came out again and walked in front of her that she suddenly came back to her senses.

"Miss Wei, I advise you not to provoke the king, lest Huangfulian suffer further." Qing gave Wei Xuerong a sympathetic look, and said.

Wei Xuerong wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she found that her throat felt as if it had been scorched by fire, it was scorching dry and hoarse.

She swallowed hard, and finally let out a sound——

"How is he..."

"I won't wake up yet." Qing said after taking a deep look at Wei Xuerong.

"Can I... go and see him?" Wei Xuerong's voice was still hoarse, trembling almost incoherently.

Qing looked at her and didn't speak.

After a long while, he finally spoke, "Don't stay too long, if you offend the king, it will be Huang Fulian who will suffer."

After finishing speaking, Qing turned and left.

Wei Xuerong watched Qing leave slowly, stood silently at the door for a while, then came to her senses, turned around and went into the room to get some Jinchuang medicine, and walked towards Huangfulian and Jiangnanyan's room.

Passing through the narrow corridor, Wei Xuerong came to the door of Huangfulian's room, took a deep breath, gently pushed the door open, and walked into the room.

The first thing that greeted her was the sound of a baby.

Wei Xuerong looked at the baby next to Jiang Nanyan, then turned and walked to Huang Fulian who was leaning against the table.

Although she had been mentally prepared for a long time, when Wei Xuerong really saw the injury on Huangfulian's body, she couldn't help but her eyes turned red——

He was injured all over his body, old and new wounds were stacked together, almost none of them were intact, and his arms were even bleeding.

If it wasn't because his chest was still rising and falling weakly, Wei Xuerong would really have thought that he was dead...

Wei Xuerong looked at Huang Fulian who was leaning against the table, and felt chills all over her body.

(End of this chapter)

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