After wearing the book, I became Shoufu's favorite

Chapter 480 She wants revenge!

Dali Temple.

Lin Qing returned to Dali Temple and went straight to the cell where Mu Qinglang was being held.

Before he went in, he heard Mu Qinglang yelling from inside. After shouting for a whole day, her voice was already a little hoarse.

"Let me out! You bastards, do you know who I am? How dare you lock me up here!"

"Father! Mother! Come and save Qing'er."

"..."

The guard said in a low voice: "Miss Mu Er has been shouting all day and night. The prisoners next to her hope that she will stop shouting. They didn't sleep well last night."

Lin Qing's expression remained unchanged, "She won't be able to yell soon."

Guard:? ? ?
Lin Qing walked to Mu Qinglang's cell.

Mu Qinglang's eyes immediately fell on Lin Qing, her eyes were fierce, "You bastard, let Miss Ben go quickly, otherwise..."

Before she finished speaking, she stopped because Lin Qing's eyes were too fierce, and she didn't finish a word.

"Open the door."

As soon as Lin Qing gave an order, someone immediately opened the cell door.

Mu Qinglang showed complacency, she looked so fierce, but in fact she had to let her out obediently.

She snorted coldly, glanced at Lin Qing contemptuously, and muttered in a low voice, "What?"

She was about to walk out swaggeringly, but her arm was directly grabbed by the guard beside Lin Qing.Mu Qinglang struggled, but did not break free.

She looked at Lin Qing angrily, "Let go, what are you going to do!"

"take away."

After Lin Qing finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the prison.

The guard immediately led Mu Qinglang to follow, the further they walked in, the more scared Mu Qinglang became.

It was pitch black inside, and there was a faint smell of blood, and even the ground had red marks.She even saw fresh blood being swept away.

"Hey, why is this red, red?" Mu Qinglang asked timidly.

The guard didn't change his face, "If you bleed a lot, you will naturally turn red."

Mu Qinglang's legs gave way, and she almost fell to the ground, but the guards were very strong, and they held her firmly so that she didn't fall to the ground, almost dragging her forward with one hand.

All the way to the very inside.

The fear in Mu Qinglang's eyes almost solidified.

As soon as the guard let go, Mu Qinglang's legs went limp, and she fell directly to the ground.

At this moment, a man in a state of embarrassment was tied to the wooden frame in the middle, obviously he had been tortured, the man's clothes were torn into pieces, and his body was covered in blood.

"Lin Qing, you must die..."

The man was still cursing weakly.

The guard raised his hand with a whip.

The whip cut through the air and made a whirring sound, Mu Qinglang shrank subconsciously, terrified.

Snapped!
The whip made a bloodstain, and the blood spots even splashed onto Mu Qinglang's face.

Mu Qinglang was almost dumbfounded, she raised her hand in a daze to touch the warmth on her face, then put her hand in front of her eyes.

"Blood, it's blood..."

She stared blankly at this scene, watching the man's voice gradually change from scolding to begging for mercy.

Begging Lin Qing to let him die and let him be free.

When Mu Qinglang was taken away from the scene, her eyes were dull, and there were suspicious water marks under her body. The guards carried her, frowning, with disgust in their eyes.

Really not frightened.

Mu Qinglang was frightened dumbfounded, but the matter is not over yet.

Lin Qing directly took him to the board and played a total of [-] boards, which was enough for Mu Qinglang to lie down for several months.

From the initial scolding, Mu Qinglang fainted immediately afterwards.

"My lord, it's over."

The guard reports.

"Send it back to the Marquis of Anping." Lin Qing said calmly.

Mu Qinglang was sent back to the Marquis of Anping.

When Marquis Anping returned to the Hou Mansion, he reprimanded Mrs. Mu and said Lin Qing's original words. Mrs. Mu was going crazy.

Just as she was thinking of how to rescue Mu Qinglang, the porter came to report: "Ma'am, the Second Miss is back!"

"Qing'er!" Mrs. Mu hurried out.

But when she saw Mu Qinglang who was being carried in and fell into a coma, she rushed over and yelled, "Qing'er, my Qing'er!"

"Doctor, hurry up, doctor!"

"Qing'er!"

Madam Mu lay on the ground, holding Mu Qinglang's pale face with her hands, tears streaming down her face, and choked up, "Qing'er, what's going on? What's going on?!"

"Song Mianmian, Xie Yuan, Lin Qing..."

"You must not die!"
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The result of Mu Qinglang's punishment soon spread to Song Mianmian's ears.

"Are you really fighting?" Song Mianmian was in a good mood as she ate the oranges that Xiaolu had peeled.

"Yes." Xiaolu nodded, "The beating was terrible. It is said that when he was sent home, his flesh and blood were bloody and he passed out."

She chuckled lightly, "Mrs. Mu is crying and cursing you, Miss..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Lu swallowed back the words that came to his lips, and said instead: "In short, Mu Qinglang deserves what he deserves, and what he deserves!"

Song Mianmian ate the last piece of orange, "Oh, knowing that she will be lying down for a few months, I feel much better."

Xiaolu and Zhimei looked at each other and laughed out loud.

"Ma'am, Mrs. Namu has a small belly, and she will get revenge. She will definitely not let this matter go." Zhimei whispered, with a worried look on her brows.

"Don't be afraid." Song Mianmian said: "Soldiers will block you, water will cover you, what will she do?"

Xiaolu nodded, "That's right, Zhimei, don't worry too much."

Seeing that both of them are so confident, Zhimei's heart relaxes a little, "Ma'am, no one will play mahjong with you today, you asked Mrs. Shen to go home too."

Song Mianmian thought for a while, then looked at the two of them, "Have you read your books yet?"

Zhimei and Xiaolu froze at the same time.

Like a student being called out by the teacher, with dodgy eyes and guilty conscience.

"I haven't finished it yet." Song Mianmian's lips were slightly upturned, with a little pride, "You two still have the heart to worry about me, hurry up and read your account book!"

Zhimei: ...

Xiaolu: ...

The two looked at each other, only to realize that they were the ones who were miserable.

When Xie Yuan came back, what he saw was Xiaolu and Zhimei sitting on the small case next to Song Mianmian, carefully looking at the account book.

Song Mianmian was eating the peeled tangerines and tangerines while giving directions to the two of them.

Xie Yuan's lips curled into a smile.

Seeing him, Xiaolu and Zhimei exchanged glances, got up and left quickly.

Only Xie Yuan and Song Mianmian were left in the room.

Song Mianmian looked up at him, "Husband, you are back."

"Yeah." Xie Yuan nodded and walked over, "In a good mood?"

"Of course." Song Mianmian raised her brows lightly, "Didn't Mu Qinglang be beaten? Like me, she will lie down for several months. Of course I'm in a good mood."

The corners of Xie Yuan's lips became more pampered, and he rubbed Song Mianmian's head.

"This is just the beginning."

"What?" Song Mianmian didn't hear clearly, and looked at Xie Yuan suspiciously.

Xie Yuan pinched her nose, "It's nothing, I have everything, the most important thing for you now is to take good care of your injuries and recover soon."

"You don't want to be lying on your stomach during the Chinese New Year, do you?"

(End of this chapter)