Vicious Villain’s Whitewash Plan

Vicious Villain’s Whitewash Plan Chapter 316

2022-01-25

Chapter 316 Divine Immortal: Divine Immortal

Han Qingyan kicked the torture rack down with one foot and was not relieved. Lifted foot moved towards these torture instruments for a while.

Her eyes were wide open, her hair was loose, and her grim look made it hard to believe that she was the usual calm and wise Imperial Teacher.

It wasn't until she kicked the torture rack that fell to the ground all split up and in pieces, and Han Qingyan seemed to have finished venting her inner anger, and then she calmed down.

But her breathing was still unusually fast, and the peaks and peaks were undulating violently, showing that she was still not completely calm.

"You just want to die..." Han Qingyan gasped and murmured in a low voice.

She really wanted Mo Jiu to die at first, because at that time she saw the picture in the room through the window lattice, the tyrant who never showed a smile to her, smiled at Ye Rumeng He was so bright and charming, and the look in his eyes was so gentle...

His lips opened and closed, she couldn't see what he said, but she could tell from his expression. Some.

At that moment, her anger spewed out like a volcano, and she couldn't restrain it, she couldn't control it, she had only a single thought, that was to satisfy the tyrant's wish and send him on his way.

But after Mo Jiu's screams rang out for a while, Han Qingyan's anger subsided, and then she regretted it.

She listened to the tragic cry of this tyrant, as if her heart was also placed on the rack, suffering the same torment as him, feeling the same pain.

But it was too late to regret it, because Pei Feng was standing beside her, witnessing all this, if she stopped suddenly, it would make Pei Feng suspect, so he shot himself, then Mo Jiu would never live. down possibility.

Therefore, Han Qingyan couldn't stop, but she could find opportunities. As long as Mo Jiu begged for mercy, she would have countless reasons to let him go, and it would not cause Pei Feng's suspicion.

But this tyrant didn't, even though he was so painful that he screamed miserably, and in the end he couldn't even make a sound, he still didn't make any move to beg for mercy.

Even, she used his throat hoarse and couldn't speak as an excuse, she just needed him to move his little finger lightly, and she even considered him to beg for mercy. The thumb, which kept twitching because of the severe pain, stopped shaking in the next moment.

At the back, Han Qingyan's heart burst into anger again, but she didn't know whether it was against Mo Jiu, or against Pei Feng, or against herself...

When she stopped, it didn't mean that Mo Jiu passed out and couldn't hold on anymore. It was just that his body couldn't support it, but his will didn't give in to her for a moment.

"Your Majesty, you won..." Han Qing said hoarsely.

No, or she lost, from the moment she saw Mo Jiu, she was doomed to fail at this moment.

She couldn't kill Mo Jiu, she couldn't bear him at all, when she thought that he might die, her heart gave birth to the answer before her mind.

Her heart will hurt, and that is the answer.

Han Qingyan lifts the head, looking at Mo Jiu who is covered in blood, the pupils in his eyes shrink suddenly.

Of course she didn't tremble because she saw him like this, otherwise she wouldn't be able to do it a long time ago, making Pei Feng suspicious.

But she saw that the thread connecting herself and Mo Jiu became so illusory at some point, as if it would be blown off by a gust of wind at the next moment.

This is why Han Qingyan has not stopped, as long as the thread between her and Mo Jiu is still there, she doesn't have to worry about him dying.

But at this moment, the thread was fragile and almost transparent, without a trace of sign or step by step, at a certain moment, it changed from solid to illusory.

No, no...

Han Qingyan was about to take Mo Jiu off the torture rack in a panic, and only after raising his hands did he realize that his hands were actually not stopping. She was shaking, but she didn't notice it.

This tyrant is going to die... no, she absolutely cannot let him die!

Han Qingyan took Mo Jiu off the torture rack, and took Mo Jiu into his arms regardless of the blood and dirt on his body. He had never felt his body so light, as light as only There is only one leather bag left, and the inside has become an empty shell.

She put her ear to it, her voice trembling: "Your Majesty...It's not that easy to want to die..."

Immediately, Han Qingyan hugged Mo Jiu and kept the In a stable situation, he rushed back to the bedroom as quickly as possible.

"Go, go ask for the imperial doctor!"

Han Qingyan was stunned for a while, only to realize that his voice was also trembling, but the pace of running just now was extremely steady.

The current cronies are all cultivated by her personally, so she can naturally judge the seriousness of the matter from her tone, and go to the imperial doctor as quickly as possible.

I even sent someone to search the entire imperial city. Han Qingyan did it, and the commotion made by the imperial doctor was not worth mentioning.

Han Qingyan closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and finally calmed herself down.

She looked down at Mo Jiu, raised her hand and caressed his blood-stained face, her voice weak but full of firmness: "Your Majesty, I won't let you die."

She has never failed, so if she doesn't let this tyrant die, he must not die!

After a while, a group of imperial physicians were approached. As soon as they stepped into the bedroom, they saw a bloody man, and their hearts trembled because of their experience and knowledge.

When they saw the bloody man's face carefully, their hearts and faces were filled with fear at the same time.

This, this is the emperor?

Han Qingyan on the side tried to keep her expression normal so as not to scare the group of imperial doctors, but the expression she put on was still very terrifying, making their faces extremely pale.

"Guo, Imperial Teacher, spare your life!" The group of imperial physicians knelt down in unison. They clearly knew that once involved in such a court battle, it would be difficult for them to save their ten lives!

Han Qingyan raised her eyebrows and icily said: "What life is spared? If you don't cure him, I will kill you!"

Under such threats, this The group of imperial physicians supported each other, stood up tremblingly, and hurried around to see Mo Jiu's injuries.

She just felt that she was almost done, so she said, "Are you still optimistic?"

An imperial doctor gathered up his courage and said cautiously, "Imperial Teacher...It's only been two years since then. minutes..."

Han Qingyan was hearing this startled, but it seemed to her that two dynasties had passed, she never felt that the time was so long and so tormented.

She didn't make a sound, even though her heart was full of anxiety, in order not to affect the imperial physicians and the others, she resisted urging them.

The results that can be obtained are not good.

"Imperial Teacher, Your Majesty's injury is too serious, the minister is really incompetent..."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Qingyan kicked on the chair, He kicked it all split up and in pieces, and said angrily: "A group of imperial physicians, there is no ordinary physician useful!"

She was naturally referring to the doctor who invited the Imperial Palace before, the reason why at this moment I didn't ask, because I knew that with her medical skills, I was afraid that Mo Jiu could not be saved.

But even a group of the most skilled imperial doctors are helpless, so who else can save Mo Jiu?

Can't she just watch his life slip by...

(End of this chapter)