There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 392 The Tragedy of Tragedy and Soul Transformation (9)
He hadn't experienced anything at all.The master's bloody madness frightened him.

"Get out and go to the punishment hall to receive the punishment."

"Yes yes yes." Ah Ruo almost rolled and crawled out, although he was wronged in his heart, but if receiving some punishment can make the master calm down, then punish him, it is better than the master personally order him to punish him.

After Ah Ruo left, only the unconscious Yang Churuo and him were left in the darkroom.Feng Ling clutched his beating heart, sighed silently, turned and left, and said in a low voice to the empty dark room, "Send her back."

Ah Ruo, who was outside the dark room, staggered and almost fell down.

Send...send back...how to send back the scars all over her body?If Emperor Chu came to see her, he would immediately reveal his identity.

"If she can't even handle this, then she really doesn't have the right to live in this world." I hope that after today, she can become a little more determined.

But he didn't want her to become as cold-blooded and ruthless as him... When Yang Churuoyouyou woke up, she was already on the big bed in her bedroom, and there was almost no pain in her body, which made her feel cold Trembling, eyelashes flickering, scenes in the dark room flooded her mind, Yang Churuo hugged her scarred body, leaned against the bed, locked herself in the bedroom, and refused anyone to come to check on her.

Her eyes turned ashen, without any expression.

Hongling was a little worried. She would rather Suqin cry bitterly, but after she woke up, she didn't say a word, but just shrank in the corner. If this continues, what will happen?What if the emperor comes over suddenly?
God knows that when she first saw her, she was so frightened that her soul almost flew away. Although she knew that the master would not let her go, she never thought that the master would beat her like that and give her to...

Hasn't the master never been a womanizer?How could I personally...

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't believe that the master would do such a thing.

Seeing that Yang Churuo didn't cry or make noise, he just curled up on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the golden sunlight coming in from the window, sprinkled in spots in the room, bringing some warmth to the cold palace.

But at this time, none of them felt any warmth, they only felt cold, endless cold.

Hong Ling sighed and wanted to help her deal with the bloody wound, but Yang Churuo didn't allow anyone to touch her.

Hong Ling didn't dare to invite the imperial physician, if she hired the imperial physician, I'm afraid... this matter will be reported to the emperor, if the emperor finds out, they will all be finished.

However, fortunately, she was able to save her life, which is already considered good.Hongling pushed open the door, thinking about what to do today, the empress did not go to the Cuifang Pavilion to pay her respects, will the Xianfei Empress and the others come to the Qinxiang Pavilion to find fault?After coming, will you... just break in?

No, she had to stop them no matter what.

Yang Churuo in the room hugged her scarred body tightly. She thought a lot that day, and all the future and past events echoed in her mind.

Happy, sad, painful, sweet, every scene is like a vine man, lingering in her boundless heart.

She hated Xuanyuan Jinze as much as she loved her family, and hated Fengling as much as she was humiliated.

In her ears, a few words lingered in her mind all the time.

(End of this chapter)