cute husband

Chapter 250 A Kindness (2)
Thinking of this, Shuilong suddenly realized that she seemed to be the same.

If she had put her mind on women from the beginning, she wouldn't be too late to react.

Shui Long looked at the woman and found that she was in a very bad condition at this moment.

Originally, she was seriously injured, and it seemed that she had been tortured for a while, and her body was extremely weak.This time, he was stabbed again. The knife wound on his back was not too deep, but it could be fatal to a woman's system.

"Diyan, Tang." Shuilong shouted at the eldest grandson Rongji who was venting his emotions on others.

The elder grandson Rongji seemed to have some reluctance, and a jade shadow shot towards Shuilong from his hand.

Shui Long waved her hand to catch it, and opened the candy box. Just as she got one, she suddenly remembered the crimes that Bai Qianhua had suffered back then, so she couldn't help asking, "What's the taste in it?"

Changsun Rongji slashed one person's throat with his sword, and looked back at Shuilong amidst the blood splattering, his eyes clearly did not want to say anything.

Shui Long twitched the corners of her lips, anyway, she was not the one to eat.

The interaction between the two was seen by the people around them, and they felt aggrieved for a while.

Now that they are surrounded, why do they seem so relaxed, even discussing such a small issue as the taste of sugar, it hurts their self-esteem too much!

Although the reality is that their group of killers is being slaughtered.

That's right, it was massacred!

It was clear that a group of people surrounded and killed Changsun Rongji, but he saw that Changsun Rongji's movements were smooth and smooth, as if he hadn't used his full strength, but he beat them by surprise, causing countless casualties.

A blue candy was fed to the woman by Shuilong.

The woman's dark and dirty face was wrinkled. Although she couldn't see her expression clearly, it seemed that the candy she picked out didn't taste good.

"Emperor... um!" The woman blinked her eyelids, her eyes were gradually losing focus, she was still looking at Changsun Rongji.

Shui Long said: "He will be fine."

The woman nodded slightly, opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something more, but couldn't bear the weakness of her body, and passed out.

At this time, the group of killers were also killed by Changsun Rongji and lost their temper. The rest of them fled around, leaving only a young monk dragging the middle-aged monk's 'corpse'.

Changsun Rongji glanced at the young monk, his eyes frightened the young monk's body stiff, and the middle-aged monk's fingers were trembling, but he still didn't escape, he gritted his teeth and insisted on standing where he was.When the little monk thought that he was going to die, he saw that demon man who looked like the fairy in the painting coldly withdrew his gaze, as if he didn't see him at all, only saw him. Like the grass and trees all over the ground, while he was relieved, he also felt extremely chilled.

"Idiot, hurry up!" The low voice came to the little monk's ears.

The little monk thought he was hallucinating, so he looked down and found that his master's 'corpse' had opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

"Master... Master... Master..." The little monk was dumbfounded.

The middle-aged monk scolded, "What kind of teacher is your teacher, don't say anything, don't ask anything, Amitabha, take me away as a teacher!"

In a daze, the young monk vaguely felt that he might have been cheated by his master again, and immediately stared at the middle-aged monk with great grief and indignation.

The young and old monks stared at each other, and the middle-aged monk hated iron and steel, "While evildoers are rare and sympathetic, why don't we leave now?" Very good at letting go of the little monk, because he was moved by the deep loyalty and filial piety of the little monk who was unwilling to give up his master even when he was dying.What if he suddenly came alive and ran away, angering those two monsters!
The little monk had a sad and indignant face, but remained motionless.In the puzzled eyes of the middle-aged monk, he finally said with a sad face: "The leg is numb."

"Damn it!" The middle-aged monk swears.

"Monk swearing, it feels really fresh." A lazy voice sounded.

The ferocity on the middle-aged monk's face hadn't disappeared, so he glared at the speaker.When I came back to my senses, it was too late to regret.

Without saying a word, he grabbed the little monk and ran away.

But before he could take two steps, he was stabbed in both legs by two flying knives and fell to the ground.

"Idiot, you go first!" The middle-aged monk threw the young monk out.

"Wow!" The young monk's smooth forehead just hit a rock, and his head was bleeding immediately. He looked at the middle-aged monk with a dazed head, his eyes were sad and angry, "The legs are no longer numb, and I feel dizzy!"

"..." The middle-aged monk saw the young monk's face covered in blood, and felt extremely guilty.

"Amitabha!" It's rare for a monk to show kindness and want to sacrifice myself for others, but the Buddha didn't see that I had to suffer alone, so he insisted on asking his disciples to accompany me.

Feng Jian, who had only been here for a while, saw this pair of superb master and apprentice, and couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, and looked at the little monk sympathetically.With such a master at the booth, it is estimated that he did something wrong in his previous life.

"Take it away." Feng Jian waved his hand and asked others to take the master and apprentice with him.

In the afternoon two days later, the compound in Prince Wu's Mansion.

Shuilong, Changsun Rongji and Bai Qianhua gathered together, Mu Xue came over and said to the three of them: "That woman is awake."

Bai Qianhua just came to Prince Wu's Mansion yesterday, she didn't know about the woman Mu Xue was talking about, so she looked at Shuilong suspiciously.

Shuilong stood up, "Let's go."

The four of them came together to an attic hut to the west of Prince Wu's Mansion.

Before the four of them entered the building, they saw a figure, a woman, sitting in the small courtyard outside the building.

She was wearing a skirt with blue flowers on a white background, she was not thin but her figure was still thin, her black and white hair was tied to her simple temples, revealing her pale face.

The face was thin, pale, haggard, with thin crow's feet around the eyes, and looked about forty years old.However, even with such a mentally weak appearance, one can still see her once stunning beauty from her outline.

Youth is gone, temperament is still there.

The woman sat there motionless, like a quiet orchid.

"...Isn't this, too... Queen Mother?" Bai Qianhua opened her mouth and called out in surprise.Before waiting for an answer, he himself denied it, "No, it was the queen mother's birthday a few days ago, and the queen mother at that time was ten years older than she looks now, let alone..." If it was the queen mother, How can I be so haggard and thin like I am now.

When Bai Qianhua's cry sounded, the woman over there shook her body, and then slowly turned her head to look at them. Her eyes were very quiet, almost numb, but she quickly recovered her spirit.Perhaps it should be said that it was when he saw his eldest grandson Rongji that he regained his spirits.

(End of this chapter)