casserole lady

Chapter 308 The Plague (3)
In fact, when he was wiping the palm of her hand, he had already found traces of strangulation on the wrist, but he never thought that this body turned out to be so horrible.

There was an indescribable anger, grief, and unspeakable pain in my heart.The pain made it hard for him to breathe, made his hands tremble, and made him almost suffocate.

What kind of cruel and stern man is it that would slap such a black hand on a woman like her, whip after whip, hurting so much.

And how did she swallow this wound alone in the long darkness and loneliness, enduring the piercing pain and itching, waiting for the scab to slowly form day after day, leaving ugly marks on her body.

Lu Fang clenched his fists tightly, and the anger and anger in his chest almost rushed out, making him almost want to destroy the world, the world, and everything.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard footsteps outside, and then, someone recklessly opened the tent curtain and walked in, but it was Lu Yilong, who still called out: "Master, Miss Six is ​​here—"

He originally wanted to say, "Miss Six is ​​here, now you still have to take care of Qin Zheng here."

But halfway through his speech, he saw that Lu Fang had already turned his back to him and quickly lifted the thin quilt to cover Qin Zheng, and then turned his head and glanced coldly.

With just one glance, Lu Yilong's feet went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

Lu Yilong is a reckless man who loves to bluff, but he is definitely not a timid man.In fact, in the first half of his life, he had faced so many close fights with enemies and witnessed so many bloody killings; he was also the one who had been to the Golden Temple and met the emperor.

But it was such a Lu Yilong, at this moment, Lu Fang only took one look at him, and he felt a chill down his back and his feet went limp.

The young master in front of him had eyes as cold and ruthless as ten thousand years of ice, and shot out a piercing murderous aura that seemed to destroy the world, with a faint bloody light, like an emissary from hell.

Lu Yilong stumbled and wanted to get up, but he still stammered: "Young...Young Master..."

Lu Fang lowered his eyes, his dark eyes hidden, and said softly, "Get out."

It was just such a cold sound, but there was a faint burst of anger.

Lu Yilong was about to cry, and said: "Okay..."

After Lu Yilong went out, Lu Fang lifted the thin quilt again, inspected the skin for a while, then silently picked up the towel, dripped it with medicinal wine, and wiped her body.

While wiping, she saw red, white, and blue skin, but now small red dots appear faintly. I don't know why.

Lu lowered his head, almost pressing his face against the embarrassing skin, and there was a sadness and heartache in his heart that had no place to vent.

If he could, how willing he was to bear all this for her. As long as she could stand up again and smile at him indifferently with raised eyebrows, he would be willing to let him die a thousand or ten thousand times.

He remembered that day again, when he saw her outside the palace in Dunyang, he didn't stay for a while just because the tens of thousands of troops were waiting for him, if he could take her away at that time, why would he be in today's situation!
He clenched his fist tightly, and his fingernails pinched into the palm of his hand, dripping red blood, but he didn't feel any pain.

At this moment, another delicate voice came from outside, but it was Lu Jin who came in a hurry. Wearing a mask, she stood outside the tent and said loudly, "Lu Fang, get out!"

(End of this chapter)