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Hua Feiyue was awakened by a basin of water.

She was dragged from left to right by two guards, and she was pressed to the ground in a kneeling position.A basin of cold water was poured over her head, and Hua Feiyue was drenched in an instant. She was still in a high fever and shivered from the cold, and opened her eyes in a daze.

Xu Qinghe thought the prison was dirty, so someone brought her a chair to sit on.

No one has been here all year round, and no one has cleaned it. The smell is very unpleasant, and there are even mice crawling quickly from time to time.Xu Qinghe frowned in disgust, saw Hua Feiyue slightly opened her eyes, and said harshly, "Wake her up for me."

The other two guards standing at the side looked puzzled and didn't intend to do anything. Xu Qinghe raised her brows and smiled instead of anger: "My lady can't order you?"

One of the guards nodded and said, "Madam, I dare not."

The pun of "dare not" means not daring to disobey Xu Qinghe, but also not daring to do anything to Hua Feiyue.

These guards used to be soldiers under Jun Zhaoying's father's command, and they were unable to go to the battlefield because of injuries. Jun Zhaoying took pity on them and arranged for them to serve as guards in the mansion.

Although they are now in charge of Xu Qinghe's safety, they all know that Hua Feiyue was brought back by Jun Zhaoying, so they naturally don't want to touch the little master.

What's more, Xu Qinghe is usually ruthless and ruthless, and his style has long been unflattering and has lost the hearts of the people.

Xu Qinghe was extremely angry in her heart, but said with a smile on her face: "Okay, okay, then Mrs. Ben will do it herself."

Hua Feiyue was thrown on the ground by the guards, and her mind has gradually regained consciousness. Although her body was still as heavy as a thousand catties, she raised her eyes slightly and saw a figure approaching her step by step.

"Bitch."

Xu Qinghe wore a pair of green cloud-toed boots, and kicked Hua Feiyue's lower abdomen mercilessly.A low cry of pain overflowed from Hua Feiyue's throat, her eyes widened unconsciously, and only then did she see Xu Qinghe's whole picture clearly.

Her aloof expression was filled with disgust, and her supposedly beautiful face was distorted by jealousy and anger.

A beauty is angry and angry, so she is still a beauty; but if she is ugly and jealous, no matter how beautiful her appearance is, she will lose a little bit.

Hua Feiyue panted lightly, covered her lower abdomen with her hands, and said softly: "Xu Qinghe..."

"To shut up!"

It kicked Hua Feiyue again, and the decoration on the front of the boot hurts especially.Hua Feiyue's throat was dry and hoarse, she couldn't make much sound at first, but she was gasped by the pain.

Xu Qinghe sneered and said: "My wife despises people like you the most. You are lowly in status, and you are born to make a living by laughing. You wish you could climb a high branch of a powerful family as soon as possible, dreaming of flying on the branch and becoming a phoenix. Even if you can't become a phoenix, it's better than being a swallow, right? Miss Hua."

She squatted down, looked at Hua Feiyue, whose face was flushed due to the high fever, and pulled out the hairpin on her head, which was decorated with fine red jade drop beads.

Xu Qinghe pressed it against Hua Feiyue's face, and lightly brushed it across her face, which was already covered with a layer of light red scab: "I heard that Concubine Ying wanted to execute you that day, but you did not know how to hook up with her." General, tell me, if I scratch your face completely, can you still stay in this mansion?"

Nan Li leisurely watered and weeded the grass. After a while, he turned his thoughts to Xu Qinghe again.

The person the guards were holding just now was the dancer brought back by the general?Do you want to tell Jun Zhaoying?

Nan Li's usual indifferent face showed a look of disgust, and he felt that it would be troublesome to inform Jun Zhaoying.But if something happened, we should investigate and make more trouble.

So she stood up and walked towards the main hall.

Jun Zhaoying just punished Lianxiang and the pyrotechnician - Lianxiang was punished fifty times with a staff, while the pyrotechnician was sentenced to death directly.

In fact, there is no difference between Lianxiang's stick punishment and direct death. After all, a girl with thin skin and tender flesh can't bear dozens of sticks; but according to the law of this dynasty, adultery/prostitution is more serious than corruption/stolen goods, so the fire Work directly bestows death.

Lianxiang knelt on the ground, crying and begging the king to take a picture, but was dragged away by the ruthless shadow guards and taken to the backyard to be punished.

Soon, screams came over, and Jun Zhaoying was a little stunned.It has been a long time since I heard such a desperate struggle before dying. The last time seemed to be on the battlefield many years ago.

Seeing that Jun Zhaoying's eyes were blurred, Liuying comforted her, "The general didn't punish you severely, they deserved it."

Jun Zhaoying said "Yes", "Go and see how she is doing."

Liuying naturally knew who this "she" was referring to, and said with a smile: "The general is so worried about Miss Hua, why don't you go and see for yourself."

Jun Zhaoying was silent for a moment: "Well, go call Nan Li and show her."

Just as Liuying was about to leave, a voice came, with some sarcasm: "Didn't the general distrust my medical skills?"

It was Nan Li who had just entered the door.

Liuying whispered: "Nanyi girl, don't be rude to the general..."

Jun Zhaoying had already gotten used to her character, and didn't blame Nan Li, but said indifferently: "Hua Feiyue is sick, show her."

Nan Li rolled his eyes, shook his head and said, "Where is she?"

"Of course it's her bedroom." Jun Zhaoying frowned, "Why did you say that?"

Nan Li said coldly, "She's not here."

Liuying was taken aback by her words, and took a big breath: "Nanyi girl, don't talk nonsense...Hua girl is not in the dormitory, where can she be?"

"Huh?" A stern look flashed across Jun Zhaoying's eyes. He didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes became even more terrifying. "She was taken away? Who?"

Nan Li sarcastically said: "General, think about it carefully, where can the General's Mansion hide people?"

Jun Zhaoying heard the words, but reacted in a moment: "Fourteen, Seventeen, Liuying, and... Nanli, follow me to the water prison now."

In the water prison, Xu Qinghe lowered his head and stared at Hua Feiyue.

"I didn't expect you to have such thoughts about the general." Hua Feiyue coughed a few times, her flushed face suddenly paled.

She would be a fool if she didn't understand what was going on at this moment.

Miss Xu, presumably, has already dealt with many people who she thinks are "wanting to climb high".

But she managed to squeeze out a smile, looked up at Xu Qinghe, and said word by word: "But..."

"You too?"

She spat on Xu Qinghe's face, and because of the limited distance, Xu Qinghe couldn't dodge it, she spat straight into her face, screamed in disbelief, and hurriedly took out the handkerchief she carried with her to wipe it off.

Hua Feiyue laughed again, and her voice was very clear and clear: "I am humble, so what are you? The emperor's relatives, or the rich and powerful? Concubine Ying wants to kill me, but what are you? Than? I was brought back by the general himself, just because you work in the mansion, you are worthy to touch me with your dirty hands?"

In fact, her head is still not clear-headed, she can't say such things on weekdays, at most she thinks about it in her heart.

It's just that now he's so burnt out that he feels like he's drunk, so his temper has also become crazy.

Xu Qinghe's hand holding the handkerchief trembled violently.

In fact, she is also a country girl, but she was lucky enough to save Jun Zhaoying's life in the early years, and later defected, and Jun Zhaoying was generous and placed her in the mansion, so that she could have a little power today.

That's why Xu Qinghe is very sensitive about her background. She not only looks down on people with low status, but also hates when others mention her background.

The hairpin in Xu Qinghe's hand poked towards Hua Feiyue's face, but she didn't expect Hua Feiyue to roll sideways and escaped.

She wanted to stab again, but Hua Feiyue grabbed her wrist and couldn't break free for a while.

Hua Feiyue is stronger than ordinary women. After all, she is also a person who often has to practice dancing, much more energetic than those young ladies who do not leave the door.

But now, in a state of physical discomfort, she was actually struggling to do this. Her other invisible hand was shaking.

Xu Qinghe wanted to kick Hua Feiyue's body away, but Hua Feiyue's other hand firmly hugged her foot, then grabbed her ankle, and flung it back, Xu Qinghe's face hit the ground.

In fact, this is the movement of shaking the sleeves when dancing.

On weekdays, the dance clothes in the dance workshop are all complicated and heavy. If the long sleeves need to be specially highlighted during the dance, the sleeves will be slightly heavier, so that they will look beautiful when thrown; if they are too light, they will appear lacking in momentum.

Anyway, Hua Feiyue has practiced this movement for several years, and she is already familiar with it; and Xu Qinghe is also very thin, so Hua Feiyue succeeded.

Those guards seemed to have turned into wooden figures, as if they couldn't see the two girls fighting, and they remained indifferent for so long.

It seemed that they would not stop her, so Hua Feiyue ignored them and snatched Xu Qinghe's hairpin. With the remaining strength, she strangled her neck with one hand, and held the hairpin against her with the other hand. Caressing the skin of her neck, just like what Xu Qinghe did before.

Xu Qinghe immediately bit her wrist, trying to break free.

Hua Feiyue's eyes were full of double images, and her head was buzzing, but the hand holding Xu Qinghe still didn't let go, as if she couldn't feel the pain, it almost suffocated Xu Qinghe.

"You, give me, let go." Xu Qinghe struggled to utter a few words, she was out of breath.

Hua Feiyue was already in a trance, and whispered in Xu Qinghe's ear: "You want to kill me."

She clenched the thing in her hand, exhausted her last strength, and ruthlessly plunged into Xu Qinghe's shoulder.

In an instant, there was a scream from Xu Qinghe, and the blood splashed all over Hua Feiyue's hand.

"It's up to you, it's worthy?"

Amidst the footsteps of the guards, Hua Feiyue finally fell down.

The last string that collapsed in her brain was also broken, and the high fever really had a serious impact on her body.

When Jun Zhaoying and others came, this was what they saw.