Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 167 The Evil Fall of Gaoling Flower 8

Just as she expected, it didn't take long before she heard hurried footsteps outside.

Qing Wan suppressed his outward emotions and lay back down with a pale face, looking half dead.

With a creaky sound, the door was gently pushed open with hesitant force, as if someone was afraid of something.

The man with his back to the halo, his expression buried in the shadows, his back straight as a pine tree, but his breath chaotic and broken.

He seemed to be stunned for a moment, and the breath in his chest was suddenly blocked by the smell of blood in the room.

As he walked stiffly inside, Zhou Yinghuai even staggered and almost fell.

Sanchun, who was watching nearby, was horrified. When she reached out to help the person, she was shocked to find how cold their adults' hands were.

Like an ice cube in the cold winter.

Zhou Yinghuai seemed unaware. When he reached the bed, he was sure that it was not his eyes that were blurring out, but that the blood from the wound had really flowed all over the bedclothes...

"Sir, Doctor Zhang is here." The maid behind hurriedly brought in an elderly female doctor.

The kind-faced nanny frowned when she saw the messy wound.

"Oh my God, how did you get hurt like this?"

She hurried forward to stop the bleeding. Qing Wan, whose wound was touched, seemed to be in great pain and let out a weak moan.

It sounded like the whimper of an extremely weak kitten, and it made one's heart ache.

In the dull and depressing silence, Qing Wan was awakened by the pain.

Her wet eyelashes trembled, and when she opened her eyelids with difficulty, the first thing she saw was Zhou Yinghuai standing in the shadows.

His expression was dull, his brows were drooping, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Ying Huai..."

The faint breath was so soft that even the nanny closest to her didn't hear it, but Zhou Yinghuai opened his eyes and looked over.

His eyes fell on the blood-stained girl for a long time before he slowly leaned over.

"Girl, I'm here."

The deep and hoarse voice seemed to finally help the terrified girl find her bearings. She sobbed softly, and in the bloody smell in the room, she said pitifully, "It hurts..."

The jade hairpin in Zhou Yinghuai's hand broke in his palm with a "bang", and the crack cut his flesh and blood, dripping into the bloodstains on the ground.

He acted as if nothing had happened, his expression remained calm, he closed his eyes, and used his good hand to soothe Qingwan's hair.

"It's okay. It won't hurt in a while. It will be fine soon."

The fingertips, as cold as ice, slowly moved to the corners of Qingwan's eyes and wiped away the tears there. Then Zhou Yinghuai slowly straightened up and said to Doctor Zhang in a gentle voice, "I want her to be alive. Do you understand?"

There were obviously no bloody words in it, but it made the people who heard it feel cold in their bones.

Zhou Yinghuai didn't look at Qing Wan again. After turning around and stepping out of the door, he said calmly, "Jinyi Guards, listen to my orders."

Following behind him, the Jinyiwei leader, who was wearing a Feiyu uniform and had an embroidered spring sword on his waist, quickly knelt on one knee to perform the military salute, "I am here."

With a loud bang, the thunder and lightning that had been accumulating for a long time finally sounded in the rolling dark clouds.

The wind was cool, the sky and the earth were dark, and the robes were fluttering. The cold voice finally cracked through the unchanging indifference and revealed an unfathomable hostility.

"Princess Yong Jing abused her power to interfere in government affairs, harbored evil intentions, and intended to rebel. According to the law—"

"To be killed."

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According to the custom of the Dayong Dynasty, except for the crown prince, other adult princesses and princes must go to their fiefdoms if they have them, and those who do not have them also need to leave the palace to build or purchase their own residences.

Yong Jing belongs to the latter category.

She refused all marriage proposals. Although she was madly in love with Zhou Yinghuai, she did not compromise herself and kept a large number of lovers in the backyard.

Without exception, these men, whether robbing or buying, are all similar to Zhou Yinghuai in some way.

She even specifically asked this group of lovers to learn Zhou Yinghuai's every move, and rewarded them generously if they imitated him well.

If she felt that she had insulted the face that resembled Zhou Yinghuai, she would become hysterical and torture that man to death before she could calm her anger.

The people in the princess's mansion were used to it. When they heard the wailing coming from the other side of the courtyard wall, they were still in the mood to laugh and joke, wondering who would be the unlucky one this time.

But the next second, the door of the mansion was roughly pushed open, and countless solemn Jinyiwei walked in with expressionless faces. In the drizzle, they were like bloody evil spirits, covered with ominous disasters.

"Presumptuous! You..."

A palace maid was about to scold arrogantly, but before she took a step, she was killed by the Jinyiwei without hesitation.

"The Prime Minister has issued an order! The Princess's mansion has committed adultery and treason, which is an unforgivable crime. Everyone in the mansion must be killed!"

The cold and indifferent voice sounded like the horn of hell, and countless Jinyiwei were like ghosts, reaping the lives of everyone they saw.

The screams of fear in the rain were heart-wrenching, mixed with bursts of thunder, making this rich land more hideous and terrifying than hell.

Yong Jing, who was dragged out, had a pale face and was so weak that he could not even stand. He kept shouting, "I want to see His Majesty! He knows I am innocent!!"

"I am the eldest princess, you can't kill me, this is treason! Treason!!"

The hoarse shouting suddenly stopped when he saw the person under the porch.

Yong Jing was panting anxiously in the heavy rain, looking at the man standing under the porch with an umbrella in one hand, as elegant and cool as before.

He stepped into the blood and walked towards her step by step until he was in front of her, looking down expressionlessly.

"Your Highness, my little girl said she was in pain."

The calm words made Yong Jing's whole body stiffen and chill. She was forced to kneel in front of Zhou Yinghuai and explained anxiously: "It's her..."

"Snapped!"

The slap was so powerful that Yong Jing was drenched in blood, but Zhou Yinghuai, who had slapped him, remained as cold as before.

"Hel up."

The woman with swollen cheeks couldn't even speak. Zhou Yinghuai turned a blind eye and pinched Yong Jing's jaw through the handkerchief handed to her by the guard and lifted her whole face up.

"I heard that you whipped her thirty times?" The dull sigh trembled slightly.

He said in a low voice: "A full thirty lashes..."

With a weird smile on his lips, he took a step back, threw away the handkerchief in his hand, and said condescendingly: "Fight."

The thorny vine cut through the wind and rain and landed accurately on Yong Jing's back.

The shrill wailing made the princes and nobles in the surrounding mansions shudder. They locked their doors tightly, fearing that they would be the next to suffer.

The flogging was not stopped until the storm subsided.

Yong Jing, who was almost beaten into a pulp, had already died in the blood. Zhou Yinghuai, who had been watching quietly, had a dead look in his eyes.

"Cut off the head and send it to the hall. Let all the Zhou family members who went there today open their eyes and see what they should and should not do."