Chapter 114 The Fall of the Dou Family

Crazy woman, crazy woman... Are these three words constantly echoing in Jing's mind? She has done so much for him, but...

Jing's silver teeth slanted slightly, and an inexplicable decision suddenly flashed in her eyes. Qin Yunuan could not be more familiar with this kind of decision. This is the resolute decision after putting down everything in the heart of the person who wants to die.

"Stop her quickly, she wants to suicide." Qin Yunuan suddenly shouted. She rushed in the direction of Jing's concubine and tried to open her tightly closed teeth, but it was too late. The poison hidden in the gums had entered her abdomen and quickly reacted. Her limbs began to twitch, and blood kept leaking from the corners of her mouth, all the way along her perfect chin. Down, it became a strange pool of blood.

Her hand kept scratching on her face, which seemed to be extremely painful. The human skin mask that was originally close to her skin was gradually scratched by Jingbin, revealing the ugly scars of her original skin. I don't know how painful she should have been when this face was forcibly destroyed.

"She can't live." Qin Yunuan said to Leng Changxi that Jing Concubine is the third-grade concubine of the harem, and now she is quite favored by the emperor. Now she died in Xiangguo Temple for no reason. Not only herself, but also Leng Changxi can't give the emperor a satisfactory explanation, plus the copper that has been treated by Dou Xianghuai lying beside Jing Concubine.

Qin Yunuan frowned, but heard Leng Changxi touch her nose and said calmly, "Empress Chen didn't want her to live, and you couldn't save her." After saying that, he looked at Dou Xianghuai, who had been looking at Jing Concubine's suffering and death. His face was completely unimposed, and only the slightly curled fingertips exposed his inner suffering.

"Your concube is dead." Leng Changxi looked up at Dou Xianghuai, as if he were detached from the vast world.

"Concube?" Dou Xianghuai replied indifferently, "She is just a tool I have used, and it doesn't matter to me at all."

Qin Yunuan took over with a smile and said, "If it's really just a tool, why did Mr. Dou come to this Xiangguo Temple in the middle of the night to see Jing's concubine and risk killing a person who may threaten Jing's concubine?"

"Miss Qin, if I remember correctly, it was your maid or a maid you once punished. It is rumored that everyone would only be killed by you. Who would have thought that I did it? As for this woman," Dou looked down at Jinghuai's body and said, "It was Queen Chen who killed her. What does it have to do with me?"

Leng Changxi raised his head proudly: "Listening to Mr. Dou's tone, Mr. Dou seems to think he can retreat completely. It's ridiculous."

Dou smiled cunningly at Huai: "The three caves of the cunning rabbit, Leng Changxi, although I have never fought with you, I also know your means. I know that I will win every battle. Naturally, I have been prepared." Dou Xianghuai suddenly stretched out his index finger and put it on his mouth and blew a loud whistle. According to his arrangement, in addition to more than 20 bodyguards and several close masters, he had already planted nails in Xiangguo Temple to remove the golden cicada in an emergency.

But immediately, a series of footsteps came not by Dou Xianghuai placed under the hands of pretending to be a monk in Xiangguo Temple, but four rows of archers with 20 people, who surrounded the small yard in just a moment.

And the people who Dou Xianghuai worked hard to arrange in Xiangguo Temple were immediately pushed in. The leading person with these nails was none other than Shang Xianhua who agreed to return to the Leng family army today.

Shang Xianhua bowed his hand respectfully to Leng Changxi and said, "General Leng, the Dou family has a total of nine nails in Xiangguo Temple, of which seven trainee monks and two monks have been arrested."

Leng Changxi waved his hand to let Shang Xianhua go down. This time, it is not possible to catch the people of the Dou family buried in Xiangguo Temple so easily and quickly without Shang Xianhua's eyes and accurate experience. It seems that it is worthwhile for Leng Changxi to invite Shang Xianhua to join.

Looking at Dou Xianghuai's stunned appearance, Leng Changxi obviously enjoyed it very much: " By the way, what did Master Dou just say? Oh, it seems that Master Dou still doesn't know me well enough.

Dou shivered and then shouted, "You dare not touch me. Most of the local officials and many important ministers in the court are from our Dou family. If you dare to touch the Dou family, you are moving the foundation of Daqi and the lifeblood of Daqi."

Leng Changxi looked up to the sky and smiled. How ridiculous Dou Xianghuai's ignorance and self-righteousness were at this time, but Dou Xianghuai was actually proud of it.

"You think," Leng Changxi's eyes were cold, "if there was no emperor's intention and participation, how could this plan cooperate so seamlessly? It's not easy for Lu Jinghua, the core bodyguard and the most skilled master of the Dou family, and you, the legitimate son of the Dou family, to let the three of you appear in one place at the same time.

Therefore, the emperor's favor and preference for Lu Jinghua recently are actually shown to others. On the one's sake, it is to eliminate the inner guard of the concubine, and on the other, it is also to pave the way for Jing concubine's promotion to the throne and then pray for the Empress Dowager.

Qin Yunuan suddenly understood that this game was arranged in advance from beginning to end, and what about herself? What role do you play in this bureau?

Leng Changxi seemed to notice Qin Yunuan's strange mood. Almost at the moment when Qin Yuwaran's body trembled, he stretched out his hand, held Qin Yuannuan's small hand tightly, held the weak and boneless claws in the palm of his hand, clasped his fingers tightly, slightly forcefully, and domineeringly did not allow her to go far.

On the other side, Leng Changxi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Dou Xianghuai with a blue and purple face, and his tone was already an irresistible cold ultimatum: "Master Dou, you have no way to go."

Dou Xianghuai still wants to hold on: "This time, Xiangguo Temple prays for the blessing for the Empress Dowager's illness. Is General Leng really going to make such a scene that it can't end?"

"The Empress Dowager's illness?" Leng Changxi smiled contemptuously, "Master Dou, do you know that the Dou family is the biggest problem in the heart of the emperor and the Empress Dowager. Master Dou, admit that you have lost."

Yes, he has lost. From the time he decided to come to the capital from Hangzhou, when he couldn't help thinking that he could continue his relationship with the Lu family girl he loved deeply, and from the time he risked his life into Xiangguo Temple, he actually lost very thoroughly, no, or he never I have won.

At first, he just wanted Lu Jinghua to be beautiful and could make good use of it, but he didn't expect to give up his sincerity. In the end, he abandoned his favorite woman for the benefit of the family and married a lady who was beneficial to the family. Later, when he finally had the ability to dominate His feelings and fate, but the person at the tip of his heart is no longer what he used to be.

When he was in the room, he tried to kiss her, just like a kiss like two people who secretly tasted the forbidden fruit when the sycamore flowers fell one after another, but her resistance was real, and his dislike was also true. His heart suddenly cooled down. It seemed that his news was correct. Her heart had long been given to a person named Leng Changxi, and never again. It belongs to him.

The dead concubine lay quietly on the ground, surrounded by a maidservant who had gone forward to deal with the body. Her hair was loose and her lips were still cherry red, as if she were just asleep.

"Yes, I lost." Dou muttered to Huai, but his eyes were still linger on the quiet concubine on the ground. After all, his heart was reluctant, "The worst thing I lost was not in your Leng Changxi's hand, but in my own hand."

Leng Changxi: "You overestimate yourself."

Dou Xianghuai suddenly smiled coldly and looked around at the soldiers surrounding him. Suddenly, he took out a short dagger from his arms and directly inserted it into his heart. Fiercely and deeply, I don't know where this courage to dare to penetrate his body came from. With a kind of death determination, Dou Xiang Huai even pulled out the dagger, stabbed it, pulled it out, stabbed it down, repeated it again and again, with blood splashing out, and the scene was extremely cruel.

Qin Yunuan frowned slightly and felt disgusted. He felt a pair of big hands covering his eyes, warm, with a rough texture and thin cocoon accumulated from years of marching. This was his hand, warm and full of security.

Leng Changxi turned around and only ordered Shang Xianhua to say, "Handle it clean."

"Yes."

Then, Leng Changxi pulled Qin Yunuan away from the yard and walked to a secluded and deep courtyard. It was difficult to imagine that there would be such a quiet courtyard in Xiangguo Temple, which was always known for its magnificent and magnificent. It seemed that it was specially built for a retired master. The yard was empty and with the aroma of orchid grass, and in the east There is a plum blossom pile for martial arts practice.

Leng Changxi dragged Qin Yunuan to the plum blossom pile until Qin Yunuan twisted Leng Changxi's wrist.

Before Qin Yunuan could speak, Leng Changxi said in a reproachful tone, "I didn't say that don't get too close to Concubine Jing."

"I didn't know that General Leng had such an arrangement. I thought..." Qin Yunuan said the first half of the sentence full of confidence, but the second half stopped abruptly. Just because of Leng Changxi's sudden approach, he slowly paced and directly forced Qin Yunuan to a one-high plum pile. The cold wooden pile stimulated Qin Yunuan's senses, which was in sharp contrast to the heat in Leng Changxi's eyes.

"Why?"

"I thought..." Qin Yunuan dragged her tone, but then she was fiercely covered by Leng Changxi's fiery lips, with a kind of domineering pursuit. Leng Changxi pressed Qin Yunuan on the plum blossom pile, generally licking it repeatedly, while putting his hand into Qin Yunuan's skirt.