The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

Not long after, the carriage arrived at the entrance of Yuxiufang.

Now, it was already late at night, and there were no people lingering on the long street.

But this street is a little more unusual.

All the shops around here have closed their doors.

However, the door of Yuxiufang was still open.

Jiang Wanqing seemed to be able to smell a hint of blood in the breeze coming through the door.

But when I looked into the house from the outside, it was pitch black and I had no idea what was going on inside.

Jiang Wanqing winked at Mo Yu who was standing beside him.

Mo Yu took a step forward and stopped at the door.

Then she took out a tinder from her bosom, opened it, blew on it, and immediately a fire came out.

With the help of the firelight, Mo Yu walked into the house. After a while, the candles in the whole house were lit.

After seeing the scene in the room clearly, Mo Yu took a breath, and after a moment, left the room again.

Mo Yu came to Jiang Wanqing and said, "Madam, you can go in now, but you need to be mentally prepared."

"Mental preparation?"

Jiang Wanqing and the embroiderer both subconsciously looked at Mo Yu, not understanding what this meant.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Wanqing took the lead and walked towards the house, and the embroiderer followed closely behind Jiang Wanqing.

When the two of them saw the scene in front of the room clearly, they understood why Mo Yu had just said that it was best to be mentally prepared.

In the room in front of me, there were messy embroidery pieces on the floor, which obviously looked like they had been turned over.

What was surprising was not just the broken pieces of embroidery, but the two people lying on the ground.

The entire floor of the house was covered with blood.

He Qingfeng and his wife actually lay directly on the floor.

The blood came from the two of them.

When He Qingfeng and the other man saw Jiang Wanqing appear, a light flashed in their eyes.

However, when he saw clearly the embroiderer following Jiang Wanqing, a hint of fear suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The embroiderer standing by looked at the miserable appearance of the two people in front of her with a cold expression.

Mrs. He had her hands chopped off, while He Qingfeng had his feet chopped off.

The two of them looked at the dying body, with a layer of white gauze wrapped around the wound.

However, at this moment the gauze has been dyed red.

Blood was still flowing out from the red gauze at the broken arms and legs.

It was probably that Her Royal Highness the Princess had sent people to chop off their hands and feet, and the servants just treated their wounds casually and threw them to Yuxiufang.

Compared to Mrs. He, He Qingfeng looks much better.

Mrs. He seemed to be completely listless, and did not react at all.

He Qingfeng stared at Jiang Wanqing with a pleading look and tears in his eyes.

He started to ask, "Madam, please save me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gone to the Marquis of Xingchang's mansion and caused trouble for Her Royal Highness the Princess. Now that Her Royal Highness the Princess has cut off my legs, I can no longer ask a doctor to check my broken legs.

Now everyone around me knows that I have offended Her Royal Highness the Princess, and no one is willing to help me to call the doctor. Even the clerk in my shop, seeing our injuries and hearing that we have offended Her Royal Highness the Princess, just snatched some embroidery and ran away.

I know that even if I go to ask the doctor myself, I am afraid that the doctor will not dare to treat us easily, so can you please ask Madam to help us ask the doctor? If you go to ask the doctor, the doctor will definitely come to treat us. "

Jiang Wanqing took a step forward, carefully avoiding the blood flowing on the ground, for fear of dirtying her shoes.

She looked down at He Qingfeng who was lying on the ground.

He sneered and said sarcastically: "If you want to live, you shouldn't beg me."

When He Qingfeng heard this, he immediately revealed a smile that was uglier than crying.

He said bitterly, "Madam, you can't just stand by and watch me die. I ended up like this because I listened to you. I don't expect the benefits you bring me anymore. I just want to save my life."

"Watching someone dying without helping?" Jiang Wanqing murmured these words, then suddenly smiled and looked down into He Qingfeng's eyes.

Then he asked, "Why did you not save your wife? Besides, you didn't offend Her Royal Highness the Princess because of my invitation. It's because you are not as skilled as her that you have ended up like this."

When He Qingfeng heard this, he subconsciously looked at his wife beside him.

He quickly explained, "I've admitted that I'm not as skilled as you, but even if I want to save my wife, I can't. This is the order of Her Royal Highness the Princess, who dares to disobey? Madam, please help me get a doctor. I'm afraid if we delay any further, my wife will really die."

Mrs. He half-closed her eyes, her face was almost lifeless, and she was afraid she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.

Upon seeing this, He Qingfeng reached out and pressed tightly on the broken palm of Mrs. He's hand, as if trying to stop the blood from flowing out.

However, he didn't expect that this action of his would make Mrs. He feel even more unbearable pain.

Suddenly, he wailed and choked, "He Lang, please give me a quick death. I don't want to wait to die like this anymore. Just reach out and strangle me to death."

There was despair and unwillingness in Mrs. He's eyes.

He Qingfeng saw his wife in such a miserable state.

He supported himself with both hands and struggled to crawl in front of Jiang Wanqing.

He reached out and tightly grasped the hem of Jiang Wanqing's skirt.

He choked up and said, "Madam, I beg you, my wife really can't hold on any longer. As long as you are willing to help us get a doctor, I can give you the entire Yuxiufang."

Jiang Wanqing glanced at Madam He Qing, and a hint of sympathy flashed in her eyes, but she remained unmoved.

He just shook his head and said, "I told you, it's no use begging me, you have to beg her."

As he spoke, Jiang Wanqing stepped back sideways.

The embroiderer stood in front of He Qingfeng and his wife.

He Qingfeng looked at the embroiderer who was wearing a black veil and black clothes, and tried hard to suppress the uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

He lay on the ground and kowtowed to the embroiderer: "I know you are the embroiderer of Lingxiu Pavilion. As long as you are willing to let us go, I will never dare to compete with you for business in the capital in the future. Even if I give Yuxiufang to you, I have no objection.

I just ask you...save us."