Seeing such a tragic scene.
The sisters' expressions changed, and Song Tingwan immediately rummaged through various healing pills and fourth-grade bone-regenerating pills, squatted down, pried open Shentu Changqing's mouth, and stuffed handfuls of them into his mouth.
The fragrance was so strong it was almost dizzying.
Zhuang Niang's mind became much clearer after being overwhelmed by the fragrance of the elixir. After performing a cleansing ritual on her husband, the tears she had shed the night before flowed out again.
"What happened? Little Fish is still lying inside..." Her husband had been beaten up like this again.
"Seeking revenge? Or did you offend someone?"
Recalling their pleas for her to take the child back to the clan, Song Siyao calmly frowned and analyzed the situation.
Zhuang Niang shook her head violently, "No, my man is kind to everyone except for his dislike of sects and aristocratic families. Everyone in Beihe knows that Shen Tu Changqing is the most righteous."
As everyone knows, her husband is on good terms with the head guard of the city lord's mansion.
Who did this?!
After Song Tingwan administered the medicine, she asked the others for help, as she wasn't strong enough. The three of them worked together to carefully help Shen Tu Changqing back to his room, where the medicine began to heal his wounds.
"You'll know when Brother Shentu wakes up."
Her face was somber, and her tone was slightly low.
Zhuang Niang shed silent tears, Song Siyao stood beside them, and everyone waited silently for Shen Tu Changqing to wake up.
After a cup of tea.
Shen Tu Changqing had no more wounds, and his severed limbs were gently reattached by the effects of the pill.
But the injury was too severe and the pain was too intense.
Fortunately, he was a body cultivator with thick skin and tough flesh; if he were a fragile class, he wouldn't have woken up for several days without falling into a coma.
The three remained silent until Shentu Changqing regained consciousness, gasping for breath.
The tall man lay on the narrow bed, his legs bent, looking particularly pitiful, especially since his face was as white as paper and his large beard could not hide his weakness.
Everyone suddenly opened their eyes and pulled upwards with all their might.
The movements, resembling those of a drowning person struggling, startled the three of them.
Zhuang Niang burst into tears and rushed to hug him, crying, "Husband, you scared me to death, waah—"
After crying, seeing Shen Tu Changqing still breathing heavily and dazed after being hugged by her, she pulled a plain white hairpin from her hair and instantly transformed it into a large knife.
"My lord, tell me! Who harmed you! I'll go and kill him!"
A burst of tears can turn into a fit of rage in an instant.
Song Tingwan blinked in surprise.
I had just thought that Brother Shentu's wife was the Christian type, but I didn't expect her to appreciate him in this way.
"My wife, sob sob sob—"
Shen Tu Changqing realized what had happened, hugged his wife's waist, still feeling lingering fear.
"?"
Song Tingwan and Song Siyao exchanged a silent glance, neither daring to utter a sound.
The tough guy shed tears.
It would be best if they kept quiet for now.
After a long while, Zhuang Niang, still holding the large knife in one hand, had comforted the man. Shen Tu Changqing rubbed his bloodshot eyes and turned to look for his son.
How is our son doing?
Before he could finish speaking, he turned his head and was met with two familiar faces.
...
In a daze, Shentu Changqing felt that his eyes were playing tricks on him.
No? Were they there when he was crying?!
The burly man stiffly turned his head and looked at his wife in disbelief.
First, her child was possessed by a vengeful spirit, and then her husband was nearly killed. Zhuang Niang was seething with anger, but when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The woman gripped the knife tightly and nodded emphatically, but her expression changed instantly as she asked him, "Don't feel ashamed yet, who did it! I'll go chop him up."
Now that he is completely unharmed, the previous beatings and humiliations seem like an absurd dream.
Shen Tu Changqing was unusually stunned and fell silent, then looked at the two sisters who looked alike.
Song Meizi's outfit was completely different from before, but her face was still the same familiar face, and her eyes were still as gentle and concerned as ever.
Shen Tu Changqing lowered his head, covered his face with his hands to wipe away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and then looked at Song Tingwan in a gruff and solemn voice.
"Someone asked me for the pills you gave me."
Upon hearing this, the room fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.
In the few days since Song Tingwan came to Beihe, she has been very generous with the pills she has given to the injured, but she has not revealed a single one. She always watches the person take the pill on the spot before taking on the next patient.
Only Shentu Changqing had the bottle of pills she had given him at the beginning.
Song Tingwan frowned and lowered her eyes in thought.
Who could it be?
"Also, when we sent the child to the Sword Inquiry Sect, the city lord's men came to warn me."
If Xiaoyuer is sent away, he and Zhuangniang will be dragged down to the city lord's dungeon to be tortured.
He didn't finish his sentence, but Zhuang Niang understood his unspoken meaning.
Such is the rule in Beihe. Every year, people from Beihe, with their high combat strength, risk their lives to send their juniors out of the dungeon.
So what if it violates criminal law?
They were branded and couldn't escape, but they were unwilling to see their children trapped in this barren place.
"So, whose side inflicted your injury?"
Song Tingwan lowered her eyes slightly and asked softly.
Zhuang Niang was also keeping a close eye on him. As expected, once she got the answer, she would definitely rush out the door to take revenge.
Shentu Changqing sighed with a helpless smile, secretly thinking that he was unlucky.
"Old Li arrived first. After he and his men gave me a hint, his men said that the city lord had instructed them to teach this troublemaker a lesson."
Old Li had some connection with him, but he couldn't stand the city lord's orders.
Most of the independent cultivators in the city were led by him. If Shentu Changqing hadn't been so averse to managing affairs, many of his positions would definitely have fallen to him.
He was a cultivator with thick skin and tough flesh. The person ordered by the city lord took a whip and beat him until his skin was torn and bleeding. Only because of Old Li's sake did they let him go.
At that time, it was just a bit gruesome, but nothing serious was done.
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