Chapter 24 Distress

Hengmu's eyes emitted a wild fierce light, staring at the prey in front of him, squirming his clumsy body like an earthworm, quietly.

Women can only scream and use their hands and feet, move back, but have no choice but to exert any strength. As the two got closer and closer, she could clearly see the twisted expression and sharp teeth on his face.

Qin Zheng, who had just left the interrogation room, and several people beside him were also shocked when they heard the continuous screams of women in the cell. Hou Dian Prison and Commander Li looked at each other and panicked even more. At this moment, there was no jailer to torture the woman. Where did this cry come from? In case something goes wrong, the iron-blooded prince will definitely be the first to cut them.

"Your Majesty, let's go!" Hou Dian Prison, who was carrying an oil lamp, immediately reacted and bowed down and sighed, "Which slave who knows that the prince is a compassionate Bodhisattva heart, but rushed to the prince to temporarily interrogate the female prisoner? I'm going to go back and have a look. I can't spare him. Master, take your time. It's not far away!"

Turn around and turn directly back to the long and narrow corridor in the prison and trotted straight to the birthplace of the sound.

With a bang, the door was kicked open, and the Hou Dian prison, which had experienced hundreds of battles, was also flimed back two steps. The oil lamp in his hand fell on the wooden floor, igniting the strong wine sprinkled all over the ground, causing a raging fire, and the flames soared three feet high and burning.

In just a few seconds, Qingzhu's skirt and trousers were ignited, and the fire intensified. She finally took a breath and intended to run out two steps, but was kicked to the ground by the prison. Time was in a hurry and didn't see the woman's appearance. Besides, old man Hou's position was low and he worked in the execution room all year round. He had never seen Qianfei before. At present, he regarded her as a disciple of Dongyingluo who robbed the prison. The little old man has been addicted to killing ghosts recently, and immediately had the impulse not to let her escape. He not only kicked her over, but also locked the cell with his backhand.

"Come on, the water is gone, put out the fire!" Hou Dian Prison shouted and turned around to find the bucket to put out the fire.

Qin Zheng's expression was so solemn that he walked to the cold room with his sword eyebrows. For some reason, he always felt that his heart was in a mess. The scream of the woman in the cell lingered in his ears from time to time, very familiar, as if he had heard it when and where.

He lowered his head and thought in a panic, and unexpectedly touched a panicked running woman in front of him.

"Damn it!" Qin Zheng, who was annoyed, vented his anger at will, but after seeing the people coming, he condensed his voice, "Xiaoyou, why don't you serve the thousand concubines in the courtyard at night? Rampage, there is no rule to act so recklessly!"

Xiaoyou was knocked down, fell and squatted. She got up quickly and said tremblingly, "Mother, she doesn't know where she has gone. She hasn't seen anyone for two hours. I searched the whole cold room inside and outside but found no trace."

A thunderbolt sounded, and Qin Zheng's mind was messy and he took two steps back. Fortunately, Feng Yang held it in time so that he would not stagger down. It's so late that she no longer rests in her room. Could it be that she escaped from the royal palace again?

Thinking of these, his mind was in a pot of porridge, and suddenly an ominous idea suddenly raided his heart, pulled up, moved quickly, and ran to the Sixun room.

not far away, there was already thick smoke, and the heat wave soared the sky. Qin Zheng's feet were windy, and he broke into the long corridor. The thick smoke choked so much that people couldn't open his eyes. He could only kick the closed prison door with his foot and look for it next to each other. Finally, he was near the end, which was also the heaviest smoke. In the prison, I found a woman with fire in clothes lying on the ground crying in horror. Without thinking, he rushed over and picked her up and ran out at staggered pace.

Then Feng Yang and Commander Li were stunned to see Qin Zheng's body burning quickly on Mars. At this time, Hou Dian Prison was carrying a bucket of clear water. First, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly poured all the clear water on Qin Zheng and his hands and feet, turned around and returned to work again... Soon, the fire was extinguished, and Qin Zheng and Qingzhu were both life-free.

At night, Lilac Garden, Qin Zheng's wing.

The woman with a dark face was lying on the couch, not knowing whether she was asleep or unconscious.

Dr. Wang, who was beside him, couldn't help wiping the hot sweat from his forehead, and his voice was low. "Your Majesty, although the Qianfei's skin is mostly red and swollen, there is not much trauma. Looking back and applying a layer of cool potion oil, it will show the effect in a few days."

"Why do you have a low fever without internal injury?" His eyebrows were cold and his whole body was cold, but Qin Zheng sighed, and his expression seemed to add a little loneliness, "If his forehead burns into charcoal, will he leave residual diseases in the future?"

"The Empress is scared. Drink some medicinal soup, and the fever will go down tomorrow morning." Dr. Wang knows that the status of the woman in front of him in the prince's heart is not low. The more he thinks about it, the more afraid he becomes, but what can he do? The fate of the whole family was pinched in Mei Cheng's partner, and he was also forced to be helpless.

He clenched his teeth and settled his cruel heart. His old face was full of firmness and said without conscience, "Your Majesty, the Qianfei is just a skin trauma, and she will recover in a few days. However, it is the Empress Mei's place. Recently, her body has suddenly deteriorated and she has added the problem of coughing blood."

Qin Zheng didn't seem to hear it and didn't answer his question. The weak woman who had been staring down at **, and the light in her eyes was almost hot.

"Leave the medicinal oil, and you can withdraw it first!" His eyes are like a dark forest, and there is no one in it except bamboo. At this moment, he has no desire. He just hopes that she will be safe and healthy.

"Uh! Yes!" Tremblingly, he took out the exquisite white porcelain bottle from the medicine box and bowed his head and handed it to Qin Zheng respectfully. "Your Majesty, this medicine needs to be applied after the patient is clean, and the old minister left! However, the illness of Concubine Mei..."

"Oc, I know. I have my own proportion of Meier's body. You can go down and leave the prescription!" Qin Zheng was a little impatient. He put his heart on the woman on the couch and had no time to care about others. "Ave Xiaoyou to send warm water and cloth towels in."

"Yes, yes!" Dr. Wang's old face was sweaty, and his feet were like a fire. He hurriedly ran out of the room for his life, for fear of accidentally causing the prince to turn against him.

After a while, Xiaoyou walked into the room with a basin of lotus, put down the things in her hand, wiped her tears and began to remove the black and burning skirt of bamboo charcoal.

"You should go down, too! After a while, the soup will be boiled and sent according to Dr. Wang's prescription. Qin Zheng didn't raise his eyes, but said a faint sentence, "Remember to send more clean clothes and charcoal braziers and put them by the bedside."

Xiaoyou was stunned at first, then came over and wiped away the tears on his face to show his smile again. It seems that the master's favor is just around the corner. He exited the room with a smile and didn't forget to peek through the crack of the door before closing the door, full of joy.

When the house was warm, Qin Zheng clumsily untied the woman's broken dress. He was a thoughtful man who was afraid that his hands would freeze her, so he first heated his right palm with fire before he finally took action.

The clothes faded, and the charming body of the fragrant jade bones leaped into his eyes. Qin Zheng wet the cloth towel and slowly scrubbed it from head to toe. Her skin is white and delicate. He can only wipe it carefully inch by inch, and he can't rush too hard, otherwise breaking the red and swollen blisters will inevitably leave scars.

He knows that she loves beauty and always likes to dress herself up dazzlingly and blindly. He also admitted his fascination with this body. Every time he saw her, he wanted to kiss her fiercely and even do something more intimate. In the dead of night, whenever he thinks of this, he hates his cowardice and incompetence, his greed for beauty, and even more hates that he has little resistance to this woman. He believes that she should be severely punished for cheating and betraying herself. However, no matter how far away she is, as long as her shadow appears, even a glimpse will be deeply imprinted in his heart. Whenever the two were alone, he couldn't help staring at her with affectionate eyes, and the greasy eyes were full of autumn water and ripples.

There is no man who does not love beauty, but only the country. Kill a thousand enemies and lose 800 himself. While he hurts her, he will also be injured, sad or cry.

Suddenly, Qin Zheng's big hand rested on her left arm and accidentally found shallow knife marks on her jade arm. The traces were not deep, as if they were old wounds. Their real skin kin is only twice a year, each time they are ** surging and forgetful, so they have never paid attention to it. Until now, he has the opportunity to see the "true face" of his favorite woman.

On the crisp chest, the pink phoenix birthmark was flapping its arms and spreading its wings to fly. A few inches above the red mole, he found a round scar. Qin Zheng suddenly wondered why these wounds came from?

Just as he was about to look at it carefully, a painful moan came from the naked. The woman slowly spit out, "Ah!"

Qingzhu first slowly opened his eyes and looked left and right, as if he had forgotten what had happened. However, when his eyes were finally fixed on the man who took care of his side, he recalled all kinds of things just now, and his eyes were as cold as a gust of cold wind.

"What is the prince doing? Zhang Chang's eyebrows?" Qingzhu hummed and turned his head and stopped looking at him.

Although**, she didn't feel cold and lit a charcoal fire. The room was as bright as day, but the warmth of her body could not affect her heart. Raising her hand and picking up the brand-new coat, she didn't want to be naked in front of the devil. Exposed, after all, he said that what he like is only his own body.

"Don't move! You haven't taken the medicine yet!" Qin Zheng fixed her dancing hands with his right hand, "Don't be afraid, I'm not interested in sick women."

He knows her so well that even a look and a move can understand her heart. Qingzhu stopped his messy behavior and only used clothes to block the key parts, and large warm tears overflowed from his eyelids.