Chapter 97 Why Don’t You Die?
Qu Xi has become increasingly depressed recently.
Ever since he lost his job and his hand, he seemed to have lost his spine overnight. He spent his days drinking and indulging in the gentle beauty of young girls.
The former self-discipline and nobleness have long since disappeared. Now, in the backyard of the marquis's mansion, there is music and dance every night.
Qu Ling watched coldly and even asked someone to buy back a prostitute with both talent and skills from Xiangyun Tower, named "Yunwu".
He is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. His name is as beautiful as his appearance, hazy, soft and light.
Qu Xin was particularly fond of her.
On this day, Qu Qin was half drunk and half awake, leaning on Yun Wu's lap, listening to her gently playing the pipa.
In his drunken state, he vaguely recalled that he had once been the high-spirited number one scholar in the Golden Palace, and he had also been the powerful Minister of Personnel and Marquis of Dingxiang in the court.
But now...
"My Lord, this is bad."
A quick shout interrupted his thoughts.
The servant rushed in in a panic and fell to his knees. "The second young master just went to visit the eldest young master, and for some reason there was a conflict."
"The eldest son poured the medicine on the second son, and the second son pushed the eldest son towards Yuehu Lake.
Ruyi looked anxious, "I heard from the Second Young Master that he wanted to push the First Young Master into the lake and drown him."
Qu Qi suddenly sat up straight, and his drunkenness was instantly sobered.
Although he is decadent, he is still a father at heart.
"Are you all dead? Don't you know how to stop it?"
He pushed aside the clouds and mist and staggered out, not even having time to put on his outer robe.
Yunwu looked at his hurried back, sighed softly, and continued to pluck the pipa strings with her fingertips.
This was the scene that Qu Qi saw when he arrived.
One of his sons killed another son.
"Son!"
He stumbled over to Qu Yi and held him in his arms.
"Please call a doctor, please call a doctor!"
He reached out and found that Qu Yi was dead.
He turned his head and saw Qu Heng sitting in a wheelchair with a knife in his hand and blood dripping down.
That was his son's blood!
Qu Xi rushed forward and grabbed Qu Heng by the collar, "You killed your brother, how could you have the heart to do that?"
His voice was filled with grief and pain.
The huge impact made him stagger and lose his balance.
Qu Heng roared, "He is not my brother, he is my murderer."
He pointed at his crippled leg, his eyes filled with resentment. "He and Qu Ling teamed up to harm me, leaving my leg in this state. What about you? You couldn't find the murderer, and you allowed them to continue to harm me."
Qu Xi's face turned pale, and he said in a horrified tone, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could your brother possibly harm you?"
"The horse was frightened, and your mother searched the whole house from top to bottom!"
"It was your mother who wanted to harm someone. She had the carriage moved and ended up harming you!"
Qu Qu's lips trembled. "This is retribution."
"I don't believe it," Qu Heng said sternly, "Before Aunt Miao died, she sent someone to tell me that Qu Yi and Qu Ling had been colluding with each other to seize my throne!"
Qu Xi was extremely angry and raised his hand to slap her. "How could she, a concubine, possibly know the movements of the young lady and the young master in the mansion?"
This sounds like nonsense.
He bent over and looked up at the sky, the seven-foot-tall man couldn't control his tears.
Oh my God.
Is it really his fault?
He shouldn't have been angry with Song and brought his concubine into the house.
I didn’t expect that these two good brothers would be harmed by a concubine.
Qu Xi suddenly felt that the bitch's death was not unjust.
She concealed her pregnancy and took advantage of the situation, causing Qu Heng and Qu Yi to kill each other.
Qu Heng was hit so hard that his head turned away, with a sinister arc rising at the corner of his mouth.
He turned around and laughed a chilling smile, "So the Dingxiang Marquisate has fallen to this point because you, the Marquis, are so stupid."
These words were like a blow to the head, making Qu Qi lose his mind.
His face turned pale and blue. He grabbed Qu Heng's clothes and pulled him out of the wheelchair. "You beast, I'm going to teach you a lesson today."
During the argument, Qu Heng's injured leg was touched and he screamed in pain.
He didn't care about anything else and just waved his hands around, slapping Qu Qi several times.
Qu Xian's eyes turned red with anger. He exerted force with his hands and Qu Heng fell into the lake.
Water splashed everywhere as Qu Heng struggled desperately, but his crippled legs made it impossible for him to swim. He could only thrash his feet desperately, "Help, help me... Dad..."
Qu Zhen stood there in a daze, numb.
A cold voice came from behind, "Why are you all standing there? Why don't you save people?"
In the chaotic moment, Qu Ling came back.
She stood quietly in the distance, dressed in gorgeous clothes, which was out of place with the scene before her.
Qu Xi turned around and saw her, and for some reason he shuddered.
This daughter is like a ghost.
The servants jumped into the Moon Lake one by one, among whom Ruyi was the fastest.
Soon, Qu Heng was rescued.
He was soaked, but what made him even more desperate was the numbness in his legs.
I don’t know if it was because he fell into the water and hit a rock.
After a burst of severe pain, he lost consciousness.
The broken leg was completely deformed and bent into an abnormal arc.
There was a large cut on the knee, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and the bone was clearly visible.
"Ah Heng..."
Qu Xi was also panicked.
how so?
"Go to the Song family and ask them to find the imperial physician." Qu Ling ordered calmly.
Several servants came forward and tried to lift Qu Heng.
Qu Heng refused to let anyone get close, shouting, "Don't come over here, no one is allowed to come over here, don't come over here!"
He stared at his legs.
He couldn't figure it out.
It's so shocking, why doesn't it hurt at all?
I must be dreaming.
Qu Heng slapped himself twice.
It hurts a lot.
This is not a dream.
"Send the eldest young master back," Qu Ling said forcefully, "If he moves again, tie him up with a rope."
Although the Marquis Qu Xi was present.
But Qu Ling seems to be the master.
"It's all your fault," Qu Heng woke up with a start, his heart sinking to the bottom and he went completely crazy.
He wanted to tear Qu Ling into pieces, forgetting his inconvenience in his legs and feet, and rushed towards Qu Ling, "I'm going to kill you."
The next moment, he fell to the ground, and his bruised legs looked horrible.
"Enough," Qu Qi's voice was already hoarse, tears streaming down his face as he wept in despair. "It's retribution, it's all retribution."
He punched his chest again and again, trying to pull out the powerlessness and resentment that was accumulated inside.
"It's all my karma."
"Send the eldest son back," Qu Ling said calmly, "and hurry to the Song family to report the news."
When Qu Heng was forcibly taken away, he was still shouting, "Qu Ling, you will not die well."
Qu Ling turned a deaf ear.
She walked up to Qu Xi and interrupted his wailing, "Father, do you want to report to the police?"
Her voice was so calm that it felt like a thorn piercing Qu Qi's heart.
Qu Xi stretched out his only remaining hand without hesitation.
The slap did not land. Su Shang suppressed the urge to cut his other hand and just pulled Qu Ling away.
"What is father doing?" Qu Ling didn't show it on his face, but a very secret murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
If Qu Xun hadn't died, she would have stayed indoors to observe mourning.
The first one to be killed was Qu Xun.
Qu Chen was furious and angry, "Don't you think this house is messy enough?"
He poured all his resentment on Qu Ling, "Why didn't you die when your mother was poisoned?"
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