Red plums reflect youth

Chapter 62 The Strange White

"Ziqing! There must be nothing wrong with you!" Liu Qiaoyang was so distraught that he rushed into the backyard angrily.

Because of the assassin incident, the Forbidden Army Mansion actually didn't have a single guard.The backyard was dark and horrifyingly silent, and the lanterns on the porch faintly revealed a few lights, which instead created a gloomy and suffocating look, as if implying a fact, a terrible fact that was unbearable.

"No! No! Ziqing, I won't allow you to have anything to do!" Liu Qiaoyang said to himself while frantically looking for Ziqing's whereabouts.

A row of locked rooms on the corridor stretched into the darkest depths.Ziqing, where are you?

Liu Qiaoyang kicked open a door, no!

Kick the next one, no!

Again, no!

……

"Ziqing! I'm Qiao Yang! Where are you?! Answer me!" Liu Qiaoyang shouted while kicking the door to find someone.Cold sweat dripped on his forehead, and there were faint veins on his arms.I've never been so flustered, never been so scared, and never been so desperate.

I don't know how many rooms have been kicked out, and how many places have been searched, but... where is the person?

"Ziqing! Answer me!" Liu Qiaoyang shouted.

"Qiao Yang..." Mingyan whimpered from behind.

Liu Qiaoyang turned around quickly, and the sight that came into his eyes was like a cold wave that extinguished his last trace of luck, and the cold and sour feeling suddenly subsided.

Supported by Mingyan, Ziqing stood in front of a black-painted gate with disheveled hair.His head was obstinately turned to one side, and his face, which was shone by the faint light, was shockingly pale.Against the black gate against the white face that is almost monstrous, there is a kind of bleakness that hits people's hearts directly.

Hearing Liu Qiaoyang's footsteps walking towards him, Ziqing turned his head slowly.However, those bright eyes that were supposed to be clear and spiritual were blurry at this moment. They were clearly looking at Liu Qiaoyang, but they seemed to penetrate Liu Qiaoyang's body and focus on the endless night.

Liu Qiaoyang will never forget the look in Ziqing's eyes at that time, lazily almost bewildered, and sadly almost cold, that kind of strangeness made Liu Qiaoyang shudder, and he froze in place for a while.

……

After Ziqing was sent back to Qingcheng Pavilion, she fell into a coma, had a high fever, and babbled continuously.

Liu Qiaoyang saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.He carried Ziqing to the bed and helped him take off his thick coat.He was completely naked inside, and his whole body was covered with bloodstains of abuse, messing around on his white jade-like body, like thorns weeping blood.No matter how hard Ren Qiaoyang tried, he couldn't break the dagger with his right hand.And around his neck, he was still wearing the peace prayer bead that he had given him, which looked so glaring at this moment.

"It's because I didn't protect you well!" Liu Qiaoyang hugged the shivering thin body tightly, his eyes were filled with steam, and he said angrily, "Fu Yongbin! I want you to die!!"

……

In the dark and humid Zongzhengsi Prison, Fu Yongbin was locked in a corner by heavy chains.The hair is messy, the face is full of beards, and there are heavy shackles on the neck and feet.He was sitting against the wall with his back straight, but he didn't look slumped at all.

"My lord, this way please." The jailer's flattering voice suddenly sounded in the dark prison.Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the keys at the waist clanged.

"Leave the key to this cell, and you can go out first." Mu Chengyou ordered.

"Yes, yes..." The jailer agreed with a nod and bowed his head. He glanced at the man wearing a black cloak beside Mu Chengyou who couldn't see his face clearly, and left knowingly.

Mu Chengyou took the key and handed it to the person next to him: "Brother Liu, I will leave the key to you."

"Thank you!" Liu Qiaoyang took the key and replied neatly.The eyes that shot at Fu Yongbin flashed with sharp hatred.

"What are you going to do?" Fu Yongbin watched Liu Qiaoyang open the cell door, wondering, but his voice was calm as usual.

"What are you doing!?" Liu Qiaoyang roared, and punched Fu Yongbin's face heavily: "What do you think I'm going to do!"

The fist full of hatred was so powerful that Fu Yongbin, who was unable to resist, had his front teeth knocked out, and his mouth was full of blood.

Still still angry, Liu Qiaoyang punched and kicked Fu Yongbin in the stomach, beating him violently.

While punching, he roared in hatred: "This punch is for Ziqing!"

"This kick was for me!"

"This is for those who have been defiled by you!!"

"Calling you to harm! Harm! Harm!!!!"

After a while, Fu Yongbin was beaten until his head was bleeding, but Liu Qiaoyang's attacks became more and more severe, almost to the point of beating him to death.

Mu Chengyou hurriedly pulled Liu Qiaoyang away: "Brother Liu, no, if you beat him to death, I will not be able to explain to the emperor."

"Let me go!" Liu Qiaoyang was overwhelmed by anger and was so emotional that he was about to step forward to beat someone up again to relieve his anger.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Chengyou hurriedly pulled Liu Qiaoyang out of the cell with all his strength, closed the cell door, and separated the dying Fu Yongbin and the furious Liu Qiaoyang!