After becoming a female devil, I cultivated immortality in prison

Chapter 46 Qin Zhen
After seeing off Changji, Qin Manjing stared at the food he gave him in a daze.

[Host, the food is not poisonous and can be eaten. 】

The system thought that Qin Manjing had a psychological shadow over the last time she was poisoned.

In fact, she wasn't thinking about it at all.Just now Changji himself ate the food in the food box, and didn't feel anything wrong.

In fact, Qin Manjing felt that Changji didn't seem like a person with a city in his heart.

She was just thinking, in the future that the system said, would people like Changji be killed by her?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but enter the gods.

"System, I realized something recently." Qin Manjing had a serious expression, and she spoke seriously to the air in front of her.

【what? 】

The system responded to her.

Qin Manjing continued to speak, as if she was speaking to the system, and also seemed to be saying to herself: "Good and evil are not chaos, and all I have to do is stick to my heart."

The system didn't quite understand, it paused for a while, and a voice of doubt came from Qin Manjing's mind.

[Host, what do you mean? 】

There seemed to be light in Qin Manjing's eyes, and the corners of her lips curved into a slight smile, "There are so many complicated things in the world, I want to keep my original intention and experience the most authentic feelings."

"I used to think about it, whether it's a demon or being looked at with strange eyes..."

"If I can kill the people I hate, then I will be considered worthy of death."

"But now that I think about it, this world is not full of disgusting people and things. I still want to maintain a rational mind to look at everything. If I am enchanted, I will no longer be able to perceive beauty."

"Feel everything with your heart, repay grievances with sincerity, and repay virtue with kindness." Finally, she came to a conclusion for her handling of things.

When the system saw Qin Manjing say something that seemed to make sense, the system was also happy for her.

【Host, you really have changed a lot. 】

No more melancholy, no more hesitation, no more self-pity...

There are many things in life that can be changed, and everyone's heart is gradually tempered and reborn through thousands of experiences.

Winter isn't just about cold winds.

Qin Manjing looked out of the window, she could see faint silvery white sprinkles on the green bricks, and occasionally in winter nights, the moonlight was like water...

But in the Xuanzhu Courtyard which is farthest from here, it is a completely different scene, the sound of the whip whipping through the air continues to come out.

Qin Zhen was beating his subordinates, and Zhou Fu was kneeling next to him. He asked Zhou Fu to open his eyes and watch all this.

"Damn slave, you want you to tell my father, didn't I come out well?" Qin Zhen cursed angrily, with bloodshot eyes.

He whipped the maid who was kneeling before him with a cowhide whip.

"You poor slave..." Qin Zhen burst out with blue veins on the back of his hand holding the whip, showing his great strength.

The maidservant's body trembled with the ups and downs of the whip, and the clothes on her back were torn, with blood stains visible to the naked eye.

She bit her lips tightly, the corners of her lips were cut, and the smell of blood spread in her mouth.

But she never groaned.

"Young master, please hit the slave. It's all the fault of the slave. It's all the fault of the slave's mouth." Zhou Fu couldn't bear it any longer. He stepped forward on his knees and grabbed Qin Zhen's clothes. Pick up your face.

clap clap clap...

The crisp sound became more and more clear in the room, Zhou Fu's cheeks were bloodshot, and his mind was shaking violently.

"Father..." The maid rushed towards Zhou Fu and stopped his hands.

Qin Zhen stood in front of them, looking down on them.

In front of me was the scene of the servant girl dragging her weak body, still trying to hold Zhou Fu's hand, the woman said in a trembling voice, "Father, don't do this."

"It's really a scene of deep love between father and daughter." Qin Zhen looked at all this mockingly, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Uncle Fu, Uncle Fu, what are you talking about? How dare I hit you. Who knows... Will you tell father again?"

When he said this, he paused for a moment, and the meaning in his words was clearly implying something.

A few days ago, as soon as Qin Zheng returned home, he was dragged to the ancestral ancestral hall by Duke Qin, where he was punished by the family law.Until now, there is still a faint pain in his back, and this feeling makes him want to go crazy.

"That day, I wrote it clearly on the note. You must hide this matter for me, and don't let my father know."

"It's good of you. After I left, you turned around and told your father about it. Why, you think I've been too kind to you all the time, making you forget who the master of Xuanzhuyuan is?"

Zhou Fu felt unspeakable pain in his heart. If he had known that the young master would come out within a day after entering, he would not have told the master about this. Not only would he be punished for nothing, but he would also be punished by Qin Zhen.

It would be fine if it hit him, but how could his daughter stand the whip at such a young age.

"Juan'er..." Zhou Fu gave her a reassuring look, then raised his head.

"Master, I know I was wrong, but this matter has nothing to do with Juan'er, it's all my own decision, please punish me, Master."

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to Qin Zhen.

"Chi..." Qin Zhen let out a dissatisfied and slightly sarcastic laugh.

"It's okay to punish you, but Uncle Fu, I'm afraid you won't be able to remember anything if you hit me. See if you hit her, you can remember more deeply, right?"

Qin Zhen pointed at the maid on the ground with a whip in his hand.

Juan'er leaned against Zhou Fu's side, her eyebrows lowered, and the arcs in her eyes flickered slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the piercing sound rang out again, and everyone in Xuanzhu Courtyard was in danger for a while.

Zhou Fu knelt in the courtyard all night. He watched his daughter being beaten, but he could only watch helplessly, helpless.

Those vicissitudes of the eyes couldn't help getting moist.

On the second day, Zhou Fu stood outside the bunk room of the maid in Xuanzhuyuan, staring anxiously at the paper window in front of him.

"Juan'er...Juan'er?" In the room, a maid who was about the same age as Juan'er pushed her body.

She lifted off the clothes of the person lying on the bed, and the back was covered with welt marks all over the place, and there was no good place to be found, and the long swollen marks kept bleeding.

Juan'er closed her eyes and passed out. It is impossible for anyone to survive being beaten all night.

"Sister Siyun, should we find a doctor for Juan'er?" Chunchan stood aside and asked a girl who was a little older than her in front of her.

Siyun sneered, as if mocking himself, "There is no way people like us can talk to a doctor."

"If you can make it through, you will live, if you can't make it, you will die. It's fate. Who will let her have a father who will do bad things." After saying that, she sat on her bed without even looking at her.

Chunchan stood in front of Juan'er's bed, with tears in her eyes. She stomped her feet, but she couldn't think of any other good way, so she could only wipe Juan'er's wound with a clean wet towel.

After a while, Zhou Fu's voice sounded outside the door, "Miss Chunchan..."

Chunchan opened the wooden door, outside the room, Zhou Fu handed over the medicine in the palm of his hand in a porcelain bottle.

"Please give Juan'er some medicine, please, please, please, please." There was pleading in his eyes, and he was a little incoherent.

Chunchan nodded, and quickly went back to the room, "Okay, leave it to me."

Next to Zhou Fu was Changji, who was half-squatting and panting. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, "This medicine is very effective, please don't worry, Uncle Zhou."

"Hmm..." He slowly squatted on the ground, as if his energy had been sucked away.

"It's all my mouth, it's all my mouth." As if thinking of something, he suddenly opened his mouth again.

One sound, one sound, very strong.

Changji stepped forward to comfort him, "Uncle Zhou, I can't blame you for this."

Zhou Fu seemed to have never heard of it, and just kept slapping himself in the face, as if this was the only way to soothe his guilt and remorse.

(End of this chapter)