From the time he fell into Zhang Xuting's hands, Song Qinghui suffered unprecedented torture, but he was stupid and stupid, and could not speak. He could only grab Song Huiyue tightly, afraid that she would push him away again.

"elder sister!"

Song Huiyue patted his back and whispered: "Let's go home."

Yin Xiao pushed Zhang Xuzhi and asked him to walk out.

When he passed by Zhang Xuling, Zhang Xuling held his old father and looked away as if he was afraid.

He was afraid of Yin Xiao. Yin Xiao's eyes, body, and footsteps formed a wild beast. When it was quiet, people could not realize his existence. However, once they moved, they would grasp the lifeline of people.

Even Zhang Xuzhi's unsolvable poison, when he met Yin Xiao who suddenly took action, he could only surrender.

Zhang Xuting turned his head and looked at Song Huiyue and brother, and smiled coldly: "This matter is not over."

Song Huiyue nodded: "Yes, it's not over. You just harmed Qinghui, you also set fire."

Zhang Xu snorted, no longer looking at her, and twisted his head in the direction of Lao Wei while walking, blinking at Lao Wei innocently.

At this moment, Lao Wei suddenly made a move.

His sharp knife also slid from his sleeve and stabbed Song Huiyue straight to kill Song Huiyue here.

Yin Xiao raised his hand to fight back, and his body and knife all left Zhang Xuzhi.

Just as the two of them faced each other's blades, Zhang Xuchu suddenly raised the tiger-headed staff in his hand.

Song Huiyue immediately raised her hand to block it, and at the same time took a step forward, trying to block Song Qinghui from behind.

Yin Xiao ignored Lao Wei's offensive and turned around and ran towards Song Huiyue.

However, the steps were not yet settled, and Zhang Xuzhang's tiger-headed staff had fallen, but was not aimed at Song Huiyue, but at Song Qinghui.

Song Huiyue's hands and Yin Xiao's hands were all gone.

The majestic tiger head smacked heavily on the top of Song Qinghui's head. The hard bone seemed to have softened into tofu in an instant. As the tiger head stick sank down, a blood flower burst out.

Song Qinghui's thin body fell to the ground, first falling down lightly, and then fell heavily on the cold bluestone slab.

Song Huiyue still raised her hand to block the stick, her eyes widened, and she looked at the situation in front of her in disbelief.

Then she let out a huge, broken roar: "Qinghui!"

She pounced into the pool of blood, raised her hand to cover Song Qinghui's head, the blood was hot, and it surged outward, soaking Song Qinghui in the blood.

"Qinghui, Qinghui..." Her eyes were filled with tears, and tears fell on Song Qinghui's thin face. She trembled with her hands and wanted to pick him up, "Qinghui, don't be afraid, sister saves you..."

"Sister..." Song Qinghui's eyes slowly closed, and he opened his mouth as if he was angry, "I'm so hungry..."

Song Huiyue's crying was blocked. She was about to open her mouth and cried, but she couldn't make any sound. She could only nod her head vigorously: "Go home, my sister will make you food."

Song Qinghui felt relieved. He closed his eyes and leaned into Song Huiyue's arms.

Yin Xiao shouted angrily, pinched the tip of Lao Wei's knife, pushed him back for about ten steps, then let go of his hand and ran towards Song Huiyue like flying.

When passing by Zhang Xuzhi, he raised his knife and stabbed Zhang Xuzhi.

The old guard, who followed closely behind, dragged Zhang Xuzu out seven or eight steps away in a critical moment.

At the same time, the Zhang family guard stepped forward and raised the knife.

When the King of Jin heard Song Huiyue's wailing outside the door, he immediately pushed King Yan away and rushed in. When he saw the situation in front of him, he immediately asked his men to raise their swords.

The two sides face each other, everything calms down, and as long as there is any movement, a huge battle will break out.

Zhang Xuzhang first laughed: "Haha."

Then the laughter turned into a big laugh, and the laughter was so clear that it was falling back and forth, and tears flowed: "Song Huiyue, no one can ever snatch the things I want from me!"

The King of Yan asked all the officials outside to come in. After running in, he was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

At the same time, he shouted: "Brother! You are going to rebel at the Prime Minister's house in the current dynasty!"

When King Jin heard his angry shout, he only gave him a sneer.

Zhang Rui raised his hand back, pressed his palm down, made a gesture of putting down his weapon, and said, "Prince Jin, it is important to treat injuries."

The King of Jin nodded, stepped forward, and whispered to Zhang Xuzhi: "Yanei, the future is long. You stay in the capital, don't run away."

Then he retreated, hugged Song Qinghui from Song Huiyue's hand, and led everyone out of the Zhang family gate.

Outside the Zhang family gate, the onlookers all took a breath and looked at the scene in disbelief.

The second playboy of Zhang’s family, actually brought back a young master!

Abduction is a death sentence.

Not to mention the abductor, this blood...is probably a life of life.

As for what Song Huiyue did tonight, it was all reasonable, and the King of Jin was also the one who was in charge of the rationality.

When she walked to the door, Song Huiyue looked at the spectators and said coldly: "Why don't you ask the government to arrest me? Why don't you ask the government to arrest me, say I insult the prime minister, convict me, and kill me in prison! When I died, I opened my eyes and immediately turned into a ghost to seek revenge on Zhang Xuzhang! Everyone dies together! So that everyone in the world can see the evil committed by the Zhang family!"

Looking around at everyone present, the faces retreated one after another, and did not expect such a big change tonight.

The King of Jin held Song Qinghui and took Song Huiyue onto the carriage, and ordered Huang Ting: "Go to Doctor Zu's place immediately."

Huang Ting nodded: "Yes."

King Jin's carriage ran very fast. Song Huiyue sat in the carriage, stretched out her scarred hand, took Song Qinghui from King Jin's hand, and held it in her arms.

Song Qinghui became thinner and thinner, and she wanted to stroke his hair back, but it didn't work. Her hair had turned into strands and could not be untied.

The carriage was filled with blood. As long as the hand could reach, it was all the blood flowing from Song Qinghui's head. The blood had dyed their clothes through.

King Jin looked at the brother and brother, and only a long sigh remained in his heart.

When he arrived at Doctor Zu's house, Doctor Zu was not shocked when he saw the bloody scene. He just calmly looked at the mugwort and looked at Song Huiyue's hands.

Huang Ting bandaged it very well and there was no need to tear it down again, so Song Huiyue sat on the steps outside the house.

She looked up at the night sky, which was like a gentle satin wrapped in all beauty and sin.

King Jin washed his veil and walked over and sat down beside her.

Song Huiyue whispered: "I wish I hadn't sent Qinghui away at the beginning."

The lights in the corridor just shone down, illuminating her forehead, eyebrows, nose, and lips, all of which were not yet grown.

She hasn't celebrated her sixteenth birthday.

King Jin held a handkerchief and wiped her face little by little. Starting from her forehead, he carefully wiped her true face, and wiped out her true face - in him, she is the moon.

"It has nothing to do with you," King Jin broke the handkerchief and handed it to Huang Ting, "You have made the best choice every time."
Chapter completed!