Baolan knelt outside the hall, looking extremely miserable, and had no strength left to cry.
Ever since she came back from Luofo Temple last time, she has been in a coma and unconscious, and there has been no sign of her waking up. How could she suddenly appear at the door of Xihe Hall?
"When did you wake up?"
Gu Miao raised his chin towards Bao Lan.
Her appearance was like a life-saving straw for Baolan. Baolan quickly crawled forward two steps and grabbed Gu Miao's skirt, but shuddered when she saw the large amount of blood on it.
"Save...save our young lady! Third Princess! Save our young lady!"
Without caring about anything else, Baolan suddenly kowtowed to Gu Miao, each kowtow being very heavy.
"What happened? Get up and tell me."
At Gu Miao's signal, a maid nearby helped Bao Lan up. After seeing that there was no one around, they walked into the hall.
Because the bloodstains in the hall had not yet been cleared, Baolan was hit by the smell of blood when she walked in. When she saw the scene in the hall, her pupils shrank and she stopped in her tracks.
It is not difficult to see what happened in the hall just now.
"What's wrong?"
Gu Miao turned around with a calm expression. She stood in a large pool of blood, yet she exuded the cruelty of a demon.
This is the first time in such a long time that Baolan thinks, is it really a good thing to get along with this kind of person?
“Nothing… nothing…”
Shivering, she continued walking inside with Gu Miao.
Arriving at the inner hall and finding a place to sit, Gu Miao's expression became serious.
"What happened to Zhao Zhao?"
Gu Miao still cared a lot about Luo Zhaozhao. After all, there were not many girls as smart and reputable as her in the capital. The two of them had some interactions, and over time, they became good friends.
This time, the emperor did not punish Baolan for framing Gu Qingsheng, partly because of Gu Miao's plea.
Baolan hesitated, and finally burst into tears again when she was about to speak. As she whispered a few words, Gu Miao's eyebrows raised, and suddenly slapped the table.
"What did you say?!"
…
At the same time, in front of the Anyang Governor's gate, countless people were pointing and talking at the gate.
On the snow-white wall outside the red gate, countless large blood-red characters were sad and conspicuous. The blood had not yet dried up and kept flowing down from the characters and dripping onto the ground. The whole street was filled with the smell of blood.
Luo Zhaozhao, you killed me!
I will make you pay for your blood with blood!
Luo Zhaozhao, the legitimate daughter of Anyang Governor, will not have a good death!
Return my blood debt! Return my life!
The Third Princess of Jinchu, Gu Miao, and Luo Zhaozhao are in cahoots! They've taken my life! Blood debt must be paid with blood!
Blood debt must be repaid with blood!
Blood debt must be repaid with blood!
Every word and sentence revealed a strong resentment, and on the eaves in front of the mansion, ten scattered fingers were hung with unknown materials.
The knuckles of those fingers were long and slender, and they were obviously women's fingers. The skin of the fingers was grayish white, which meant that all the blood had been drained.
The hemp rope tied around my fingers seemed to have been soaked in sesame oil all year round, and no matter what method I used, I couldn't cut or untie it.
Helplessly, I can only leave these things hanging temporarily and find a chance to take them down.
The door of the Anyang Governor's house was tightly closed, and from inside the door, the faint sounds of whipping could be heard.
“Snap! Snap! Snap!”
The sound was extremely sharp as it hit the flesh and blood, and the whips kept waving in the air.
The whip caused a lot of blood to be whipped, and the person being whipped was the protagonist of this incident!
Luo Zhaozhao!
She knelt straight, and every time the whip landed, a muffled groan of pain escaped her mouth.
His back was covered in blood, Luo Zhaozhao's head was sweating profusely, and his eyelids were tightly closed, as if he was about to faint in the next second.
"How many times have I told you? How many times have I told you?"
The one wielding the whip was a middle-aged woman. Her fingers turned white as she gripped the whip tightly, her palms sweating.
Each whip was swung mercilessly, with an expression that was half crying and half laughing, and the sound it made was extremely sharp.
Even wearing fancy clothes, it was hard to hide her crazy expression.
"How many times have I told you! When you do something like this! Can you act in secret? Can you be more cautious?!"
"Have you forgotten everything I taught you since you were little? Now you've gotten yourself into so much trouble after just one trip to the capital! You've made your father a disgrace to all of Anyang!"
"I thought that if you were on good terms with the Third Princess, you could help the family out a bit! But now, you've caused something like this!"
"Why did you have to pick on that troublesome Princess Changle when you could pick on anyone else? You're such a loser! How can you not even do such a small thing and still let others blame you for it?"
She became more and more excited as she spoke, and the force of the whip in her hand became stronger and stronger, until she whipped Luo Zhaozhao down fiercely! Suddenly, she pounced on the tablets of her ancestors in front of her!
Luo Zhaozhao groaned in pain and fell face first onto the steps of the memorial tablet, leaving a layer of red marks!
Blood suddenly gushed out of her mouth, and a tooth was spat out.
In this situation, she didn't even have the strength to stand up. She squinted her eyes and felt the candles on the memorial tablet go out.
His breathing became weaker and weaker, and he was about to faint at any moment.
Seeing her like this, Mrs. Luo's eyes suddenly cleared up. The long whip in her hand, which was already stained with blood, was glaring and cruel. Panic suddenly broke out in her heart. She immediately threw the whip in her hand, stepped forward and tremblingly picked up Luo Zhaozhao.
"Daughter, please forgive me, please forgive me. I am doing this for your own good. I am doing this for your own good."
Touching Luo Zhaozhao's frail face, Mrs. Luo's lips were bruised and trembling constantly. She felt Luo Zhaozhao's labored breathing, and her heart was twitching constantly.
"Mom is doing this for your own good. Mom is doing this for your own good, daughter. Mom is doing this for you."
Mrs. Luo seemed to be not sober, and the words she said were all mixed up. She was obviously feeling sorry for Luo Zhaozhao, but she gradually began to mutter to herself. The hand holding Luo Zhaozhao gradually tightened, and her eyes became dull and crazy.
"It's all for your own good! It's all for your own good! But why aren't you listening? Why aren't you paying attention to what you're doing..."
A maid saw that Luo Zhaozhao was not quite awake, and suddenly she became alert.
"Madam, please let go. If you continue like this, the young lady will be strangled to death by you!"
"Madam! If the master saw this, he would be furious!"
She tried to tear Madam Luo apart, and several people struggled to get up, but saw Luo Zhaozhao slowly raised his hand and stroked Madam Luo's face.
"Mother...it's Zhao Zhao's fault...Zhao Zhao didn't handle it properly...I'm sorry for making you sad..."
Mrs. Luo's body froze, a crazy expression on her face.
"The Third Princess's oral order has arrived! The Third Princess's oral order has arrived! Madam!"
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