Chapter 222
An Ji chatted with Zhang Jiquan about the secret affairs in the palace, and Su Fengjin was still in his heart.

Su Fengjin was thrown into the prison with injuries all over her body, Lu Yuwei left temporarily due to other incidents, and the one-eyed woman was taking care of her, and Mrs. Fu heard about Su Fengjin, walked around in private, and alarmed Yun Yi again , Yun Yi thought about it for a while, and sent Luhua to take him into the dungeon.

At this moment, Su Fengjin was carried to the cell in Zhan Qingcheng by everyone's hands and feet. An Ji who was chatting was dumbfounded: "What's going on?"

Luhua glanced at the unconscious Su Fengjin, and sighed: "I committed the crime of murder, and I was punished by Xu Jin."

Anji pointed at Su Fengjin, with a surprised look on her face: "She? Killed someone?"

"Hurry up, Mr. Zhang, show her quickly." Lu Hua hastily stepped aside, and sent someone to carry Su Fengjin to the room next to Zhan Qingcheng. There was only a thin wooden board between their beds.

Zhang Jiquan looked at Su Fengjin's crushed finger, and his heart ached: "Then Xu Jin was not a good person, and now his hand is injured like this, Miss Luhua, please hurry up and grab some medicine, hurry up!"

Luhua took the list in Zhang Jiquan's hand, turned around and ran out, Su Fengjin was being picked up because of her back injury, she frowned, her pale face was covered with sweat, Anji was walking back and forth .

"It's over, it's over, now that you're hurt like this, you must not tell the master."

Zhang Jiquan gave Su Fengjin a few injections: "It's a bit late, now I can only connect the hand bones, whether I can write with a pen in the future is another matter."

Su Fengjin was in so much pain that she murmured Zhan Qingcheng's name, which made Anji's heart beat wildly, thinking whether to tell Zhan Qingcheng that Zhan Qingcheng was next door, and she didn't know what Yun Yi meant , unexpectedly put this difficult couple into a prison.

Zhang Jiquan had been busy for half a day, Tian Qi changed the bloody water for cleaning his hands into pots after pots, and Ya Zhu covered Su Fengjin's back, the skin on the back was smashed, and the clothes were stuck together with flesh and blood, tearing some of them every time The fabric of the clothes could be torn off some skin. Su Fengjin woke up and fainted several times. Yazhu's heart ached: "I was such a good person, why did I suffer such a crime! Anji, you still tell Grandpa Say it."

Su Fengjin only felt that every part of her body seemed to be dismembered, and no matter where it was, it was not her own. For a moment, Su Fengjin even suspected that she was going to die.

Zhan Qingcheng slept until midnight and was awakened by the sound of fireworks outside. He vaguely heard someone calling him, so he got up with his injuries, and glanced suspiciously into the prison, but there was no one there. .

Zhan Qingcheng walked slowly along the wooden planks by touching the wall, turned a corner, and saw a group of people nestled in this outer room, a petite figure was lying on the soft bed, and the room was full of people. There was a strong sense of blood and blood, the silver needles in Zhang Huanquan's hand pierced his bloody hands completely, like a hedgehog.

"Zhan Qingcheng...I hurt...it hurts..." Intermittent voices came from the soft bed, because there was a cloth on the soft bed, Zhan Qingcheng couldn't see the person on the soft bed clearly, but he really did Really feel distressed.

Anji was a little flustered when he saw Zhan Qingcheng, for a moment he forgot that Zhan Qingcheng was still injured, and said in a low voice with the corners of his lips: "Master, little one... I just found out that Mrs. Su was sent by Mr. Yun Sent it here... It is said that she accidentally killed someone, this case was brought by Master Yun..."

"Go away." Zhan Qingcheng brushed Anji away, and ran towards Ruantao. Because of his trembling footsteps, he fell beside Ruantang after a few steps. The back of the cloth was bloody and bloody, and his heart was suffocated: "Who did it."

Anji lowered her head and said softly: "I heard from Miss Luhua that it is... the case was tried by Xu Jin, the prefect of Chang'an."

Zhan Qingcheng's face was livid and his whole body was trembling. He gently stretched out his hand and stroked Su Fengjin's hair. Su Fengjin's hair was soaked in pain, and now he was crying indistinctly in pain.

Zhan Qingcheng smiled wryly: "At the time when mother beat her like that, she never yelled that it was painful, but now it must be very painful. Master Zhang, do you have any painkillers?"

Zhang Jiquan took a needle and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Yes, but she used them all. These ten fingers connected to the heart, and now all ten fingers are pinched off. Don't say it's her. Even a man of eight feet like you can't stand it."

Zhan Qingcheng knelt beside Su Fengjin, and said softly, "Jin'er, you have to live, live well, and let me avenge you if you live?"

Yazhu watched from the side with tears in his eyes: "Master, those pieces of cloth on Mrs. Su's back need to be removed before the medicine can be applied..."

Zhan Qingcheng put his arm to Su Fengjin's mouth, and said warmly: "Don't be afraid, with Mr. Zhang here, everything will be fine, don't be afraid."

Ya Zhu stretched out his hand to tear off the skin that was stained with flesh and blood, Su Fengjin was in great pain, and opened his mouth to bite Zhan Qingcheng's arm, and the mouthful of blood oozes out from that bite.

Anji said in surprise, "Master!! Your body..."

Zhan Qingcheng stared at Su Fengjin's painful face, stroking her hair with one hand: "Where are those cloth strips that have my body's tendons to bite?"

"Grandpa, you are still hurt, you should go back and lie down quickly, the little one here..." Anji walked closer, Zhan Qingcheng glanced at it faintly, stretched out his hand and pulled up the temporary hanging cloth to block it block.

An Ji: "..." When is this, how can you still care so much about whether he looks at Su Fengjin's body!Really...

Yazhu took a long time to clean up a few pieces. Zhan Qingcheng's hand was bitten so blood flowed out, and the blood poured into Su Fengjin's mouth. Quickly took the ginseng piece and stuffed it into Su Fengjin's mouth, and said to Zhan Qingcheng: "Let her keep it in her mouth, don't swallow it. This is a thousand-year-old ginseng, which can lift the spirit."

Zhan Qingcheng nodded, and pressed Su Fengjin's mouth, Su Fengjin was trembling with pain: "Zhan Qingcheng... save me... save me..."

Zhan Qingcheng's eyes were red, wishing he could block the pain for Su Fengjin: "Don't dawdle, do it quickly! Forget it, I'll do it!"

Zhan Qingcheng stretched out his hand to Su Fengjin's back, while he was blowing on Su Fengjin's back, he gently tore at the clothes where the flesh and blood stuck together, and only then did he tear off a piece of clothes, Zhan Qingcheng felt that he was about to die , trembling hands all the time, full of unease: "Forget it, it's up to you, move quickly and don't shake your hands."

Ya Zhu hurriedly responded, and pulled the cloth faster, until the early dawn, when Su Fengjin's back wound was healed with medicine.

Lu Hua was decocting medicine in the outer room, Tian Qi was pouring medicinal materials into the casserole, the old lady frowned when she smelled the strong smell of medicine, she came out from the inside, looked towards Zhan Qingcheng's bed, but Zhan Qingcheng was nowhere to be seen. People from Qingcheng: "Where is Qingcheng? Why are you here?"

Tian Qi pointed to the outhouse: "It's all there."

The old lady moved over slowly, only to see several people gathered around a rotunda, Zhan Qingcheng knelt beside the rotunda, with a haggard face.

"What's the matter?" The old lady moved over slowly, seeing that this person was Su Fengjin, her expression turned cold in an instant: "Why is she here? Qingcheng, you still want to save her?"

Zhan Qingcheng stayed up all night, with a stubbled beard, as if he had lost his soul: "Mother, go to the next room and rest."

"Why is she here!" The old lady pointed at Su Fengjin, very angry.

"Returning to the old lady, Mrs. Su was transferred to the prison of the Criminal Ministry for murder, and the injuries on her body were left by torture." An Ji had to tell the truth.

The old lady sneered: "Ha, retribution, really retribution, my Qingcheng suffered such a serious injury, and she will suffer such a serious injury as soon as she turns around to pay back!"

Zhan Qingcheng frowned, his voice was slightly cold: "Mother, watch your words!"

The old lady stared at Su Fengjin's drugged back, feeling disgusted in her heart: "Words? Did you forget that when you said that she had nothing to do with Zhanfu, why? Could it be that you had expected Zhanfu to have today? Hurt her out of the house on purpose? Qingcheng, you really disappointed your mother. For such a broken shoe that Zhao Ruancheng didn't want, you spent your heart and soul for her, but you just look down on you when you treat you well. We can see how many people you have betrayed because of this Su Fengjin, not to mention the Zhanfu, look back at Qing Ruyu who is dead, and Lan Xin who was abandoned by you! Who are you worthy of!!"

Zhan Qingcheng pressed Su Fengjin's struggling hand tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Mother, if one day I have to betray the world to protect her, my son will not hesitate."

In his whole life, he only wanted this one person. If he couldn't even protect this person, then whether he lived or died, his whole life would be meaningless.

This was especially clear when Zhan Qingcheng saw Su Fengjin muttering in pain.

The old lady was so angry that she spat out a mouthful of blood: "You, you bastard, did you just give up because you wanted to piss me off!"

Zhan Qingcheng knelt beside Su Fengjin, wiping the cold sweat off her face: "Mother, without her, I would die."

The old lady clutched her heart, breathless: "You are just like your father, you have to do all kinds of foolish things for the bitch! Oh, do you really think that your father came back with his last breath to see me? No, He did it to look at that widow! In order to let me not embarrass that widow, oh, he never thought that when he went, the widow followed him, and the widow didn't accept his mother's favor! Qingcheng, don't you Confused, Zhanfu is still counting on you now, you..."

"Mother, do you know what Lan Xin did in the mansion? Even without Jin'er, my son would not treat her seriously. Such a vicious woman, my son can't afford it."

Zhan Qingcheng saw the old lady's complexion slightly condensed, and smiled again: "It seems that mother knows, and regardless of the Zididing case, how many people Lan Xin has killed in the mansion over the years, mother is not confused, she thinks about it. I know, but why do I still protect her like that? Could it be that Lan Xin, who is kind-hearted and cruel, is better than Jin Er in mother's heart?"

The old lady took a step back, Ya Zhu fed the old lady some medicine, and said in a low voice: "Master, the old lady's health has been getting worse recently, please don't talk to irritate the old lady anymore."

Zhan Qingcheng suddenly silenced, turned his head to look at Su Fengjin, after all he was angry, not much less angry than the old lady.

(End of this chapter)

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