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Chapter 226: Make her cry

The door opened, and a group of people were kneeling at the door. Duanmu Zhun Duanmu Xiang was there, Concubine Hui and her son were there, and many court officials were there, kneeling one by one.

"My great prosperity has never declined since the beginning of the court, just because my princes and grandchildren have accepted a belief and put the people first..."

Duanmu Xihe's last words lasted for a whole stick of incense, but he never told him who the next crown prince would give him.

Duanmu Zhun has no descendants, so next, the position of crown prince is Duanmu Xiang and the fifth prince Duanmu Lin. If Luohen recognizes his ancestors and returns to his hometown, he must recognize the prince as his father and the prince's own son, and he will be the first heir.

After Duanmu Xihe's voice broke, he waved his hand and said, "Luhen, come here."

Luohen bent down and listened to his ears, "Put the needle, pull it out..."

Luohen shook his head, "Don't let Weichen..."

Duanmu Xihe said disgusted, "You are really useless! Get started quickly!"

Seeing this, Ruan Qingai hurriedly waved, "Good man comes here to hug me!"

When Luohen heard this, he hurried to the bed and gently picked up the person.

Duanmu Xihe said angrily, "Didn't I tell you not to move her?"

Lowering his head.

Ruan Qingai laughed and said, "Grandpa, don't make things difficult for him. The iron-clad man also has a cowardly side. If you force him, he will almost cry. I'll pull this needle... It looks very painful..."

Duanmu Xihe smiled helplessly, "Okay. Then you come..."

Ruan Qingai pinched a silver needle, pulled it out gently, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. It's very comfortable."

Pulling another one, she asked again, “Does it hurt?”

"It doesn't hurt anymore..."

Duanmu Xihe smiled kindly and lowered her eyes several times, as if she could fall asleep at any time.

Ruan Qingai knew that this needle was like an oxygen tube. Once the oxygen tube was removed, it declared the old man's death.

Even she was shaking her hands, and the movement of pulling out the needle was like a heavy burden, let alone let Luohen do it.

The last silver needle was pulled out, and Ruan Qingai said anxiously as Duanmu Xihe closed his eyes, "Grandpa, please rest assured, your grandson, I will take care of him for you."

Duanmu Xihe's mouth was filled with smiles and finally fell asleep.

A heavy head was buried on Ruan Qingai's shoulders, and after a while, the clothes on his shoulders became wet.

The death knell rings.

The symbolic howling of civil and military officials came from outside the house.

And the person who was truly heartbroken cried in his heart.

These days, Ruan Qingai has lived in his palace. It is difficult to see Luohen all day long. He should be arranging his grandfather's funeral.

Ruan Qingai is quite delicate and cannot move when lying down. He has to rely on others to serve both food and clothing.

Seeing her like this, Hongye looked back at the woman who had just got out of bed and was drinking with a wine jar, and almost fainted from anger.

"Yan'er! You can't learn from others? How many more days will you keep in bed?"

Nie Yao smiled with a hook on the corner of his mouth, "I won't!"

“…”

What to do? What can he do with her?

"Sister Yao'er! Sister Yao'er!" Ruan Qing'ai was calling her.

Nie Yao put down the wine jar and was stopped by Hongye as soon as he got up. "Don't listen to her command to you. You are also injured! You can't command to you!"

Ruan Qingai heard the curse, "I didn't call her, I was just bored and lonely, I wanted to find someone to chat!"

Nie Yao shrugged, "Did you hear it? She needs to find someone to chat, do you want to stop me?"

"Are there few people chatting with her? Where is the girl Yingying?"

Qingguo rolled his eyes, "Lying down too!"

Ah...he forgot!

These women are more delicate than the other, and more worrying than the other. They are not hurt or torture or torture their men. This life is like being unable to pass.

Look at Yingying's stupid look, it should be understood that her master is not much better than her! He is so stupid!

Hongye rubbed her eyebrows and shouted, "Qingguo Qingcheng, you two go chat with her!"

The two brothers stared at him speechlessly, "We have no common language with the adults, so we can't talk!"

Qingguo added, "Can you not get angry when chatting with her? I won't go!"

Hongye glared and said, "Okay, then I'll go!"

Hongye pointed at Nie Yao and said, "You go to the house to lie down and recover from the wounds. I'll go chat with that girl."

Nie Yao suddenly laughed, "Okay!"

She actually went back to the house obediently, and the door was not closed, and she pricked up her ears and eavesdropped on her.

Hongye walked out of Ruan Qingai's bedroom and asked, "What do you want to talk about? Tell me!"

Ruan Qing Aiji said, "It's nothing, I'm curious! Didn't you fall in love with my brother Hengfu before? Why did you turn around and become so obsessed with my sister Yaoer? Do you like male sex or female sex?"

He knew that the thing this guy asked was not as serious as he was asking.

"It's not your business."

Hengfu is dead and the news spreads. He can't expose Nie Yao's identity again, otherwise what if she is retaliated against by the Blood Clothes Hall?

"Where is Brother Hengfu?" Ruan Qingai asked strangely, "It's really strange. Haven't you seen him come back these days?"

Hongye didn't think much about it and replied directly, "He is dead."

In an instant, there was silence all around.

Qingguo Qingcheng stared fiercely, "Mr. Hongye, are you an idiot?"

"You can't hide it? I'll wait until my adult injury heals..."

As soon as they finished speaking, they saw Ruan Qingai holding her chest and moving out of the door frame.

The three men were startled and retreated one after another. Hongye shouted, "What are you doing? I didn't say you can land!"

Ruan Qingai covered his bloody chest and shouted, "I want to see his body! I don't believe he is dead! Even if he is really dead, give me a reason for him to die, who died? Who killed him? Where did he die? Cough cough cough... don't hide it from me!"

Hongye glanced at her worried eyes and said speechlessly, "He once wanted to kill you several times, why do you still care about him so much?"

Her concern for Hengfu is definitely not a pretentious one.

Ruan Qingai whispered, "I said, you two have saved my Jian Hanhan, you are my great benefactors. How could a person with kind heart in his heart be a bad person? Even if he has done so many evil things, I believe it is a helpless person. Can I forgive you all the helplessness. Hongye, is my brother Hengfu really dead? I really don't believe it... Even if he dies, he shouldn't be so unknown. Has he done something earth-shaking?"

On the other side, Nie Yao showed his face again. She leaned against the door frame and smiled happily, "My master has destroyed the entire Blood Clothing Hall. Who told the people from Blood Clothing Hall to assassinate you?"

Ruan Qingai was speechless, "Destroy the entire... Blood Clothing Hall? Then how many of them are his brothers in this Blood Clothing Hall?"

"Even your own father can kill him, why don't you care about your brother?" Nie Yao smiled bitterly, "Xiao Ruan, if you really have the will to recite scriptures to my master, you can do it? Don't let him go to hell and be punished for unfilial piety."

After holding it in for a long time, Ruan Qingai's eyes became wet, "Even you said he was dead? Then is he really dead?"

Qingguo Qingcheng was worried and scratched his scalp, "Can you change the topic?"

I feel like I'll be done if I continue talking!

No, it's over!

Ruan Qingai slid on the ground and howled to the sky and cried, "Wow...wow..."

Everyone was scared by her and took hundreds of steps back.

Nie Yao's chin dropped and he ran over to coax him, "Girl, don't cry! I...I said the wrong thing! I...uh..."

Luohen ran over panting, and he heard Ruan Qingai's crying from afar. As soon as she cried, he ran away anxiously.

When I came back, I saw her sitting on the cold ground, crying so hard that she was breathing. The wound on her chest seemed to have been broken, and blood was faintly flowing out.
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