The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

  Yes, all night.

He wanted all of them to taste the torture and pain that Yu Bao'er and Nan Nan suffered at the time. She still has no way to forget the scene of Nan Nan crying and passing out, and she can't forget that Yu Bao'er was covered in blood. The scene of falling down in the iron box.

  These people, she will not simply let them go.

   Xuanya and Granny Huan on the side heard Yu Qingluo's violent voice, they couldn't help but glance at each other.

  Yu Qingluo was really angry this time. She didn't have enough to kill people. Her methods have always been clean and neat. Now that she can avenge Nannan and Yu Baoer in this way, she must be extremely angry.

  No one came forward to dissuade her, not to mention Yu Bao'er, they saw Nan Nan's appearance, and they felt distressed, and they wanted to suffer such suffering for Nan Nan.

   There were screams from the iron box. After the alteration of the old lady, those blades with teeth were more painful to cut on people.

  The dark guard kept begging for mercy, but Yu Qingluo's face was tense, and he patted the iron box again and again, as if he didn't know he was tired, even if his palm was red and swollen.

  The old man still felt sorry for her, and found her a small hammer, "Qingluo, with this, your hand is so beautiful, and it's red and swollen when you go back, wouldn't it make Lord Xiu feel distressed?"

   "Yes, yeah, are you abusing others or yourself." An Fusi also shook his head and said in disapproval.

  Yu Qingluo finally withdrew her hand, shit, she was completely forgotten for a while, but she forgot the hand that hurt her.

However, she pushed away the small hammer that the old man Hua handed over, looked at Concubine Kang who had recovered from the screams, threw her to the side of the iron box, and said to her, "Come on. knock."

Concubine Kang was taken aback for a moment, and then screamed, "No, no, don't think about it, you...ah..."

There was a bright red blood stain on the dagger in Yu Qingluo's hand, and the clothes on Concubine Kang's arm were gradually stained red by the blood.

   "Knock!!" Yu Qingluo's voice suddenly sank.

  Concubine Kang trembled all over, her lips trembled, and she hurriedly reached out and knocked on the outside of the iron box.

The screams that had just stopped inside    sounded again, and Yu Qingluo sat back on the chair leisurely, looking at Li Huwei and others.

  The secret guards who were kneeling on the ground couldn't stand the spirit, and the screams made them all start to shudder.

  There is some pain, not death, but you know that you are facing death, but you can only wait little by little.

  The feeling of waiting for death has gradually caused everyone's mind to be in a state of disintegration.

  Kang Fei knocked a few times, her hand began to sore, and her movements stopped.

  Yu Qingluo said nothing, and slashed her arm again.

   "Ah..." Concubine Kang screamed, turned her head to Shang Yuqingluo's cold face, she was so frightened that she had cold sweat all over her body, she could only raise her sore arm, and continued to knock on the iron box.

   "Bring the salt here." Yu Qingluo's voice like **** sounded again.

  Li Huwei and others trembled fiercely, their heads hanging low.

  Yu Qingluo laughed, and the salt on his hand dropped from the gap between his fingers little by little, and poured directly into the person inside through the gap of the iron box.

   "Ah...ah...ah..." The screams screamed heavily on everyone's hearts, and the heart-piercing pain made everyone chill.

  Yu Qingluo's sweet laughter is very crisp and sweet, "I can't bear this pain? You came up with this idea, you think it, you have to bear it naturally."

  She handed the salt to Xuan Ya, who was willing to do this kind of thing, and immediately accepted it with a smile.

  Yu Qingluo turned around and went into the inner room. She added a little soothing medicine to Yu Bao'er's tea. Therefore, even with the screams from outside, Yu Bao'er still slept very sweetly.

Yu Qingluo's fingers ran across his small face lightly, and laughed, "It seems that my sister's previous methods are all wrong. Perhaps it is better to teach you how to protect yourself. When you get better this time, My sister taught you all the methods of the meeting."

   Yu Baoer on the bed breathed smoothly and slept soundly.

  Yu Qingluo laughed low and low, then leaned on the bedside tiredly and closed her eyes.

  Suddenly, she felt that the screams outside... really beautiful.

  That night, the entire Jinhua Palace was in a **** storm, and the smell of blood in the palace didn't seem to dissipate for many days. That night, all the eunuchs and maids who passed by Jinhua Palace said that they seemed to have heard ghost calls, which was very terrifying.

  No one knows what happened inside the closed palace gate, and no one knew how the secret guards died.

  When the Queen Mother sent someone to see it, the whole Jinhua Palace was full of corpses.

  Beside the unusually eye-catching iron box, there were several corpses who died in a terrible state, all of them were bleeding too much, their bodies were wounded, and they were tortured to death alive.

When Yu Baoer woke up, she was already in the wagon that was swaying.

  As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yu Qingluo holding himself against his wounds.

  Looking at the clear shadow in her eyes, he pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "Sister...I'm really not a dream, I really saw you again."

   "Fool." Yu Qingluo looked at the smile on his face, her nose became a little sore, and the hand that held him became softer, "Does it hurt? How is it feeling?"

   "Sister, I'm fine. The medicine you gave me is for pain relief, and I don't feel anything at all." He said, as if to verify that he was really fine, he was about to stand up.

  Yu Qingluo hurriedly pressed him back, "Okay, OK, I know you're all right, don't mess around. We will be at Xiuwang's Mansion soon, Nan Nan misses you very much."

   said Nan Nan, Yu Bao'er's eyes dimmed, "That night, Nan Nan..."

   "I know, so you have to get better quickly so that Nan Nan will not be sad."

"Yep."

  The two were talking, and the carriage gradually stopped in front of the palace of Xiuwang.

  Nan Nan and Ye Lansheng, who had heard the movement a long time ago, rushed out quickly. If Yu Qingluo hadn't stopped them, they would almost hit Yu Bao'er.

   "Uncle Bao'er, it's really nice that you're okay." Nan Nan started to cry as he said.

   Yu Baoer hurriedly comforted him, "Nannan, don't cry, if you cry, I will feel pain in my body."

When Nan Nan heard this, he hurriedly stopped tears, and then looked at him from left to right up and down for a while, believing that he was indeed safe and sound. This was a sigh of relief.

  Yu Qingluo made people hold Yu Bao'er in, after all, there were many wounds on his legs.

  Just after giving orders, a figure suddenly rushed over in front of her and hugged her. <