win the hairpin

Chapter 129 Accident
Ever since he fell into the hands of Zhang Xutang, Song Qinghui has endured unprecedented torture, but his brain and mouth are stupid, and he can't speak, so he can only hold on to Song Huiyue, afraid that she will push him away again .

"elder sister!"

Song Huiyue patted him on the back and whispered, "Let's go home."

Yin Xiao supported Zhang Xutang and told him to go out.

When he passed by Zhang Xuling, Zhang Xuling supported his old father and looked away as if afraid.

He was afraid of Yin Xiao. Yin Xiao's gaze, body, and footsteps formed a beast. When it was still, it was so quiet that people could not realize his existence.

Even Zhang Xutang's unresolved poison, when encountering Yin Xiao who made a sudden attack, can only be caught without a fight.

Zhang Xutang turned his head to look at Song Huiyue's sister and brother, and smiled coldly: "This matter is endless."

Song Huiyue nodded: "Yes, it's not over. You didn't just kill Qinghui, you also set it on fire."

Zhang Xutang snorted, stopped looking at her, turned his head to Lao Wei's direction as he walked, and blinked innocently at Lao Wei.

At this moment, Lao Wei suddenly made a move.

His sharp knife also slipped from his sleeve and stabbed straight at Song Huiyue, intending to kill Song Huiyue here.

Yin Xiao raised his hand to fight back, and his body and knife all left Zhang Xutang.

At the moment when the two swords met, Zhang Xutang suddenly raised the tiger head stick in his hand.

Song Huiyue immediately raised her hand to block it, and at the same time took a step forward, trying to block Song Qinghui from behind her.

Regardless of Lao Wei's offensive, Yin Xiao turned around and ran towards Song Huiyue.

However, the footsteps have not yet been decided, and Zhang Xutang's tiger-headed staff has already fallen, but it is not facing Song Huiyue, but facing Song Qinghui.

Both Song Huiyue's hand and Yin Xiao's hand fell into the air.

The majestic tiger's head hit Song Qinghui's head heavily, the hard bones seemed to soften into tofu in an instant, and as the tiger's head stick sank downward, a blood flower was smashed out.

Song Qinghui's thin body fell to the ground, first fell lightly, and then fell heavily on the cold bluestone slab.

Song Huiyue was still in the posture of raising her hand to block the stick, her eyes were wide open, and she looked at the situation in front of her in disbelief.

Then she let out a huge, broken roar: "Qinghui!"

She threw herself into the pool of blood, raised her hand to cover the top of Song Qinghui's head, the blood was scalding hot, surging out, soaking Song Qinghui completely in the blood.

"Qinghui, Qinghui" her eyes were filled with tears, and the tears fell on Song Qinghui's thin face, she tried to hug him with trembling hands, "Qinghui, don't be afraid, sister save you"

"Sister." Song Qinghui's eyes slowly closed, and he opened his mouth angrily, "I'm so hungry."

Song Huiyue's crying was blocked in her heart. She was about to open her mouth and wail, but she couldn't make a sound. She could only nod vigorously: "Go home, my sister will cook for you."

Song Qinghui was relieved, he closed his eyes, and leaned into Song Huiyue's arms.

Yin Xiao yelled angrily, pinched the tip of Lao Wei's knife, pushed him back ten steps, then let go, and ran towards Song Huiyue as if flying.

When passing by Zhang Xutang, he raised his knife and stabbed Zhang Xutang.

Lao Wei, who followed closely behind, dragged Zhang Xutang seven or eight steps away at a critical moment.

At the same time, the guards of the Zhang family stepped forward and raised their swords.

King Jin heard Song Huiyue's wailing outside the door, and immediately pushed King Yan away and rushed in. Seeing the situation in front of him, he immediately asked his men to raise their knives.

The people on both sides faced each other, and everything was quiet. As long as there was any movement, a huge battle would break out.

Zhang Xutang first laughed: "Hehe."

Then the laughter turned into a big laugh, and the laughter was so loud that she burst into tears, "Song Huiyue, what I want, no one has ever been able to take it away from me!"

King Yan told all the officials outside not to come in. After he ran in, he was also surprised when he saw the scene in front of him.

At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Brother Huang! Do you want to rebel if you use weapons in the house of the Prime Minister?"

King Jin only gave him a sneer after hearing his anger.

Zhang Rui raised his hand backwards, pressed his palm down, made a gesture of putting down his weapon, and said at the same time: "Prince Jin, it is important to heal the wound."

King Jin nodded, took a step forward, and said softly to Zhang Xutang: "Ya Nei, the future is long, you stay in Beijing, don't, don't run away."

Then he withdrew, took Song Qinghui from Song Huiyue's arms, and led everyone out of the gate of the Zhang family.

Outside the gate of the Zhang family, the onlookers all gasped and looked at the scene in disbelief.

The second master of the Zhang family, this dude, actually kidnapped a young master back!

Kidnapping is a capital offense.

Not to mention the abduction, the blood probably killed someone.

As for what Song Huiyue did tonight, it was all reasonable, and King Jin was also on the right side.

Walking to the door, Song Huiyue looked at these spectators and said coldly: "Why didn't you report to the government? Why didn't you ask the government to arrest me, say that I insulted the prime minister, condemn me, and kill me in prison I opened my eyes even after I died, and immediately turned into a ghost to seek revenge on Zhang Xutang! Let’s all die together! So that the whole world can see what the Zhang family has done!”

Looking around at the people present, these faces backed away one after another. They did not expect such a big change tonight.

King Jin hugged Song Qinghui, took Song Huiyue into the carriage, and told Huang Ting: "Go to Dr. Zu immediately."

Huang Ting nodded: "Yes."

King Jin's carriage was running extremely fast. Song Huiyue sat in the carriage, stretched out her bruised hand, took Song Qinghui from King Jin's hand, and hugged her in her arms.

Song Qinghui had lost weight, turning into a handful of dry bamboo. She wanted to stroke his hair back, but it was impossible. His hair had already turned into a bunch of locks, and she couldn't even untie it.

The carriage was filled with the smell of blood, as long as it could be touched by hand, it was full of blood from Song Qinghui's head, and the blood had already stained the clothes of both of them.

King Jin looked at their siblings, and there was only a long sigh left in his heart.

When he arrived at Dr. Zu's house, Dr. Zu didn't lose his face when he saw the scene of blood flowing into rivers. He just smoked the wormwood with a calm face and looked at Song Huiyue's hand at the same time.

Huang Ting was well bandaged, so there was no need to tear it down and do it again, so Song Huiyue sat on the steps outside the house.

She looked up at the night sky, and the night sky was like a gentle satin, wrapping everything good and evil.

King Jin washed his handkerchief and came over and sat down beside her.

Song Huiyue said in a low voice, "It would have been nice if Qinghui hadn't been sent away."

The light in the corridor happened to shine down, illuminating her forehead, eyebrows, nose bridge, and lips, all of which hadn't grown yet.

She has not yet passed her sixteenth birthday.

Holding the handkerchief, King Jin wiped her face little by little, starting from her forehead, and wiped it off meticulously, revealing her true face—to him, she was the moon.

"It has nothing to do with you," King Jin folded the veil and handed it to Huang Ting, "You made the best choice every time."

With a crying voice, Song Huiyue hesitated for the first time: "What should I do?"

(End of this chapter)