Xiao Chong: The Abandoned Concubine Shocks the World

Chapter 143 Vomiting Blood and Digging a Grave
Numerous torches were lit on the barley field, lighting up the midsummer night sky brightly.

The soldiers holding the torches had dark faces, and the villagers who got up in the middle of the night shrank like quails, and they didn't dare to complain anymore.

"Master Jun, our village is full of honest peasants, and everyone is here."

Li Zheng was being careful, the captain, who was the leader, shuttled among the villagers, his face was even more ugly, they were all village women, where could anyone be looking for?

The night wind blew, and the finely embroidered flying eagle was exposed on the flipped military robe, Yao Tong choked for breath, this is He Zhenghan's elite, after the Liangzhou city was broken, he retrained elite soldiers - Yingyang Army.

The captain suddenly stopped in front of her.

Li Zheng, who reported the names of the villagers one by one, wiped off his sweat, "Master Jun, this is a foreigner staying in the village today. The family was in trouble, and the young couple escaped. Seeing their pity, we took them in."

Yao Tong's heart beat like a drum.

"Master Jun, my mother-in-law has never seen the world, she is timid, don't mind." Yang Muqing smiled honestly, and quietly hid Yao Tong behind her.

The captain came back to his senses suddenly, and wiped his eyes fiercely, he was really dizzy, this woman with sallow skin, arched back and waist, he was fascinated for a moment, thinking that she looked a bit like a princess.

"Bah, I'm blind." He cursed, and looked at the soldiers who surrounded him thinking something had happened, his face became even more stinky.

"Go and go." He had a bitter expression on his face, "There is no one here, go ahead and look for it, and the earth-shattering will find someone back."

"My lord, have you heard about it?"

Yao Tong heard a few words with sharp ears, fire, burn out
"Bastard." The captain wanted to tear him apart, "Master said he was there, so shut up."

"God bless, people must be here, the master vomited blood"

Yao Tong's eyebrows twitched violently, feeling a sharp pain.

"Everyone is gone, it's okay."

Yang Muqing held her fingers tightly, her fingertips were cool, and comforted her in a low voice.

"He..." On this hot and humid summer night, Yao Tong shivered from the cold, regained his senses, and didn't ask any more questions. The fire burned down the cage where he imprisoned her, and they have nothing to do with each other ever since.

"Let's go."

More than half a month later, Yao Tong smiled slightly as he smelled the salty sea smell in the air.

"Master Yao, so you are here, come back soon, it will rain heavily soon." Xiao Yu jumped over with a smile, "The fish and shrimp stewed in the pot are all cooked, the master asked me to find you."

Yao Tong looked up, and sure enough, dark clouds were rolling in, and a heavy rain was coming.

"It's changing so fast."

"Yes, we are like this at the seaside. The heavy rain will come when it comes." Xiaoyu took her hand affectionately and walked back. gone."

Bean-sized raindrops slammed down, Xiaoyu let out an oops, and dragged Yao Tong to run, "Oh, it will fall as soon as I said it, let's run quickly, or we will be drowned."

The rain was pouring down, and the two of them were already drenched before they ran back. Yao Tong simply stopped running and let the rain pour down her head. Demeanor, all left behind, she just wants to live a happy life.

She faced the heavy rain and laughed freely.

Ning County, the tomb of the ancestors of the He family, a new grave, and a haggard man.

Ever since he received the news, He Zhenghan didn't believe it, and at this moment, he still doesn't believe it.

She is alive, she must be alive.

She was still alive, what was the purpose of setting up this tomb, He Zhenghan rushed over with red eyes.

"My lord!"

Tianshu knelt down and cried, "The concubine has gone, please let her rest in peace."

He Zhenghan was digging the grave frantically, hearing this, his eyes were tearing apart, "Curse the princess, kill without mercy."

He dug the soil with his hands, and his fingers were bloody soon, and the blood mixed with the soil and dripped.

"My lord, the concubine has gone, I really have gone, my subordinates would rather die than watch you ruin yourself like this." Tianshu ignored his fury, knelt down in front of him and begged, "Even if the concubine knows it, I don't want to see it." Seeing you like this, she should love you so much."

He Zhenghan turned a deaf ear, digging the grave with blood-stained hands like crazy.

"My lord, the princess is dead."

Tianshu cried and took his hand, and uttered this curse-like sentence.

Plop, Tianshu flew out like a kite with a broken thread, and fell to the ground again.

He Zhenghan withdrew his feet, the bone-piercing panic in his blood-red eyes flashed away, and the bleeding hand waved faster and faster, absolutely impossible, he didn't believe it, that word could never be associated with her.

A pile of soil was piled up on the ground, blood-stained soil, He Zhenghan froze as if struck by lightning, his hand touched a hard object, a dark red corner appeared in the tomb, it was a coffin.

"My lord, my condolences."

Tianshu lay on the ground, together with a group of guards with red eyes, pleading bitterly.

The blood in He Zhenghan's eyes was deep, and he stayed there for a long time, then suddenly let out a roar that pierced his heart, no one dared to stop him, and no one could stop him, watching him go crazy, watching him dig open the tomb, watching him He threw himself on the coffin.

"Come on, open the coffin."

He's crazy, no one can stop him.

He Zhenghan only glanced at it, his throat was sweet, and his eyes were filled with blood.

"My lord!"

In the shrill cry, the hero who lifted up half of the northern land fell to the ground.

"My lord, it's great that you're awake."

He Zhenghan propped himself up and sat up, and the scene before he fell to the ground was imprinted in his mind extremely clearly, the dead bones in the coffin. He closed his eyes heavily, and a bloodstain snaked down the corner of his lips.

"A Tong, you are so cruel."

The tightly wrapped hands were soaked in blood on the white gauze.

The king of Jingbei County went crazy and dug up the tomb of the princess with his bare hands. Even though Tianshu and others covered it up, this appalling incident spread like a gust of wind throughout Ning County, and then Daming Mansion, and soon spread throughout the north and south of the river.

Just when there was a lot of discussion in the outside world, thinking that He Zhenghan, the king of Jingbei County, was either crazy or insane, Tianshu and others were relieved.

Their master is finally back to normal.

"Lord Tianshu."

The official who just came out of the meeting hall wiped off his sweat, held a thick booklet in his arms, and greeted Tianshu.

Tianshu nodded, his eyes paused on those books.

"This is the farm record of the Daming Mansion. The prince has read all of it. Let the next official take it back." The official sighed, his tone nervous and respectful. Just now the prince asked one sharp question after another. Work carefully, otherwise you will never pass this level.

It is hard to believe the rumors and faxes from the outside world. The prince is clearly more shrewd and decisive than before. Apart from getting colder, he is still the wise and mighty master.

Tianshu watched him walk away, opened the door and went in, walked to the desk, and reported the information he had collected one by one.

"The food and hay are all ready, good."

There was a clacking sound of knuckles tapping on the table in the room, Tianshu's eyes paused on that finger, the phalanges were long and slender, but the fingertips were bare, scarred and without nails.

"On the [-]th of next month, Shangji, it is appropriate to send troops."

The new wind picked up again, heavy snow fell, and the coldness permeated the north and south lands. The rumors about the Jingbei County King's madness were also sealed off like this icy cold weather.

In just three to five months, He Zhenghan fought three big battles, defiantly fearing death, and completely swallowed up the vassal towns entrenched in the north one by one.

(End of this chapter)