The vicious villain is in luck again

All An Ran's thoughts were thrown away. She turned around and ran into the house. When she saw Tiandao leaping towards her, she stretched out her arms to hug him firmly.

"Is his life in danger again?"

Tiandao was being held by An Ran, and he was anxious, but he shook his head, "That's not true."

An Ran didn't understand, "Then why was it weakened again?"

"Ah, because Ji Qinghan has not yet returned to China to complete his future journey, and has even deviated a little, so the luck that originally belonged to him is gradually dissipating."

Tiandao said: "Logically speaking, he should have returned to China by this time."

An Ran thought about Ji Qinghan's situation at the moment, and naturally continued, "And he is still being held in Qianyuan Palace, with no sign of going back."

Tiandao's tone was solemn, "If we don't do something, his luck may not last for us to leave the small world."

"We'll be trapped here too."

An Ran glanced at him, feeling a little tricky, "Then I have to get him to Ningguo before I leave?"

"Yes. And you must try your best to get him back before his birthday."

In this way, even if Ji Qinghan is tied to his side according to the previous idea, he will not be able to be tied up for a year and a half, and he will still have to be sent back when the time comes.

No matter what happens, she can't live in peace and wait for death.

An Ran put a free hand on his forehead, closed his eyes, and exhaled deeply, "Trouble."

Qianyuan Palace, main hall.

The candlelight was bright, the red gauze was full of colors, and the scene was glorious and grand.

Su Qinghe's steps were light and fast, passing through yarn after yarn and entering the inner room.

A person was sitting on the couch, his hands and feet were shackled, and the thick iron chains on the baby's arms hung at his feet, reflecting the cold light.

His head was lowered, his hair was disheveled, his bare feet were on the ground, and there were solidified dark red blood stains around his ankles and wrists.

Facing a man who was once so high-spirited but now so depressed, she couldn't help but think of Luo Yan, who died on the battlefield without being able to see him for the last time.

I don’t know what Luo Yan looked like before he died.

It must be even more miserable.

The hairpin hidden on the chest seemed to be burning hot, and wisps of pain wrapped around the tip of my heart.

It seemed as if he had been trampled by thousands of horses, pierced by thousands of arrows, and slashed by thousands of blades. His blood was splashed all over the ground, and his body was mutilated.

Su Qinghe felt sad at the scene and cried out sadly, "Brother Yan."

This sound that seemed sad and sad caught the attention of the man in front of him, and he slowly raised his head.

His cheekbones were high and protruding, his eye sockets were sunken deeply, his complexion was gray and stubbled, and he looked lifeless at sunset.

Looking at the body again, he was so skinny and emaciated, with only a thin layer of skin attached to the exposed areas, and even the clothes could not cover him up. He was like a skeleton.

His eyes were white, with only a little black in the middle, but they looked turbid.

Na Hei moved slowly, "It's you."

As if he had awakened something, he became excited and was about to get up from the couch with his hands. However, his body was so weak that even the iron chain could not bear it. He stumbled and fell to the ground, and his whole body hit the floor tiles.

.

But he still refused to give up. He ignored the pain on his body and raised his head. His lips were bleeding.

"Nongmen's token, where is Nongmen's token?"

The man screamed crazily, his voice was hoarse. He pulled hard on the chain to move it a little, but couldn't even make a sound.

He stared at Su Qinghe stubbornly, vomiting blood from his mouth, "Where are you?"

Su Qinghe looked at the person in front of him with pity, walked forward and knelt down, took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, and carefully wiped the blood on his face, "The farm gate has changed hands a long time ago."

She said: "Now it's Yu'er who makes the decision."

He gritted his teeth, "Impossible. You promised me, but I haven't decreed to make him the prince yet."

Su Qinghe said, "Yu'er entered the Qing Palace a few months ago. Don't deceive yourself again."

Already."

Gu Anjue's black and white eyes were filled with a thin hint of red.

"The traitor!"

"I am the lord of the world and the emperor of Ying Kingdom, how dare he!"

He roared incompetently and manically, but he was very vain and not intimidating at all, which made people even more pitiable.

Su Qinghe breathed out from her chest. She shook her head helplessly, put the handkerchief into his hand, and stood up to leave.

Gu Anjue clenched the veil tightly, "Where are you going? Aren't you here to see me?"

Su Qinghe said, "I didn't come in just for you."

"Don't leave!"

She turned a deaf ear and was about to walk towards the bed. Suddenly someone pulled her waist and she fell down.

The bones all over his body were hurt by the impact, as if they were about to fall apart. Su Qinghe's eyes were filled with stars, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Gu Anjue's whole body was pressed against her. He got the strength from nowhere and strangled her neck with both hands. His eyes were red and he was breathing heavily, "Let's die together."

However, no matter how hard he applied, due to his weak constitution, the force was not strong enough to strangle a person to death.

Su Qinghe raised his hand to pull his hand away, but after pulling for a long time, he could only follow him away, and no one could pull him away.

Gu Anjue, a big man, was sitting on top of her. Although she had become so thin that only her bones were left, the weight was not something Su Qinghe could bear for a long time.

Su Qinghe gradually felt tightness in his chest and couldn't breathe.

Gu Anjue was ready to be opened by her, but found that Su Qinghe couldn't break away from him and showed signs of fainting.

He was stunned and suddenly laughed.

"Su Qinghe, how come you have become like me and don't even have the strength of an ordinary woman?"

"Where's your martial arts?"

Gu Anjue seemed to have discovered a new world, with a sarcastic expression on his face, "Who turned you into this?"

The pinch in his neck was uncomfortable, and there was a dull pain from the pressure below the chest. Su Qinghe was dizzy, and finally heard what he said clearly, but was unwilling to answer.

"There are not many people in this palace who can hurt you."

Seeing the woman under him closing her eyes, her beautiful face seemed to look sad, he asked knowingly, "Could it be that your good son did it?"

This blow obviously hit a sore spot in Su Qinghe's body. She trembled, suppressing the discomfort and said in a trembling voice, "Let me go."

"If Yu'er finds out that I'm not in Fengqi Palace and is looking for me, neither you nor I will be in a good situation."

"I've already fallen to this point, what else do I have to be afraid of?" Gu Anjue sneered disdainfully, "I didn't expect that you would raise a white-eyed wolf."

His heart was filled with cold anger, "That villain could do this for the sake of power. He shouldn't have been so soft-hearted in the first place."

"That's not the case." Su Qinghe pushed him anxiously, "Quickly let go."

"Father, what you said is wrong."

At some point, a dark shadow was printed on the fluttering red curtain, and the candlelight stretched it out.

Gu Chenyu opened the gauze curtain with his fingers together and walked in leisurely. The white jade pendant around his waist swayed with his steps, making him look like a handsome gentleman.

Gu Anjue glared at him angrily, "You evil beast, how dare you put the current emperor under house arrest and plot to seize the throne!"

When Su Qinghe heard Gu Chenyu's voice, her expression was complicated. Her back froze and she remained motionless.

When Gu Chenyu heard Gu Anjue's scolding, he was not angry and smiled slightly, "I just sympathize with my father's hard work and want to take over the burden from my father as soon as possible."

He approached Gu Anjue and seemingly casually put his hand on Gu Anjue's shoulder, but there was a crisp cracking sound under his palm.

Gu Anjue's expression changed several times, and he couldn't control the pain and screamed. He instinctively let go of Su Qinghe and fell to the ground. One hand was limp and he could no longer exert any strength.

Gu Chenyu smiled and looked at Gu Anjue's crazy look in pain, and twirled his green fingers.

He leaned down, pulled Su Qinghe up, and helped her stand firm, "You are not in good health. Didn't I ask you to rest in Fengqi Palace?"

Why? Why do you have to come here in the middle of the night to suffer this anger?"

Su Qinghe saw from the corner of his eye that Gu Anjue was about to faint after shouting excitedly, and even his breathing subconsciously relaxed a little.

Facing her son, who was so unpredictable, she felt a little more fearful and confused.

She was confused and said softly, "I just want to see Gu Anjue being tortured, and feel better."

"Really?" Gu Chenyu's smile deepened and his eyes became colder, "Aren't you here to inquire about Ji Qinghan's location and want to let him go?"

Su Qinghe was shocked and forced a smile, "How is that possible? No one knows where Ji Qinghan is except you."

"Besides, even if we let him go, what will happen to Luo Anran's life?"

"Oh~" Gu Chenyu pondered, "Hasn't the queen always been opposed to her son spending so much effort to save her, so why did she suddenly take her to heart again?"

Su Qinghe's smile froze slightly, "I didn't want you to really hurt yourself for her before, but now that you've made up your mind, I can't stop you."

Gu Chenyu's tone was gentle, but the strength of his hands increased, "Don't you feel that you feel guilty for killing her parents by mistake?"

Su Qinghe's smile disappeared.

As expected, Yu'er knew about her conversation with Dr. Su.

That day, when Dr. Su came to treat her, he suddenly brought up the old story between Su Manman and Luo Yan. Only then did she know that there was something hidden about their marriage, but she still didn't believe it, so she thought about when to go find Luo Anran to inquire about it.

Although the child didn't know anything about it, if this was the case, there should be clues about Su Manman's temperament.

Speaking of Luo Anran, Doctor Su also mentioned the relationship between the child and Ji Qinghan. He said that the two of them were in love, and he begged her that she could protect them both and not miss each other like her parents did.

Su Qinghe was confused. Wasn't the person in Luo Anran's heart her Yu'er? Why did she become Ji Qinghan again?

She said: "An Ran even embroidered a veil for Yu'er, because she is the one who cares most about Yu'er."

Unexpectedly, Dr. Su stroked his long beard and shook his head lightly, "The empress misunderstood. She embroidered a handkerchief for the third prince just to repay him for taking care of him."

Su Qinghe wanted to say more, but he cut him off and said, "This is what Ranran said personally."

She suddenly remembered her denial of her relationship with Yu'er when she and An Ran were in the ruined temple at the beginning, and she couldn't help but be shaken.

If it could be said that the first and second times were due to the girl's shyness and reservations towards her beloved mother, then what about the third time?

Luo Anran said this to her only living relative, is she really still shy?

Su Qinghe thought of Yu'er's initial swing. He also said at that time that An Ran had Ji Qinghan in his heart.

She tightened her grip on the quilt.

In this case, she really misunderstood.

But when she mentioned the veil to Yu'er, Yu'er didn't refute.

The scene at the New Year's Eve banquet comes to mind.

Yu'er disappeared halfway and then returned, covered in cold snow. A chill hit her as she walked, but her face was even colder than the white snow.

Such behavior naturally did not please Gu Anjue. In front of all the concubines and the emperor's heirs, he scolded Yu'er several times.

Yu'er's expression was condensed and she didn't reply. Her gloomy look was far different from usual.

She sensed that something was wrong with him, so she ordered Yu Rong to go over and take care of him.

It wasn't until the banquet was almost over that his expression softened a bit and he showed his usual smile.

Su Qinghe, who was sitting in a high position, paid attention to him from the corner of his eye. When he saw him whispering a few words to Shu Rong, he felt confused and sent someone to call Shu Rong over.

At that time, Shu Rong was holding a tray and standing respectfully beside her, without any strangeness.

Su Qinghe asked, "What did Yu'er say to you?"