Qiao Tianjing first asked Qiao Twenty-three to lock Fang You alone, and then led the rest of the secret guards to continue counting and finishing.
Qiao Shisan followed Qiao Tianjing's instructions and went to Qiantou Huguo Temple to inquire about the situation and bring more people.
When he was walking halfway, he bumped into his own secret guard and the prince's secret guard.
The leader of the prince's secret guard was Alum. He already recognized Qiao Shisan and immediately came forward in the dark and asked quickly:
"Thirteen, what's going to happen next?"
When they heard the long whistle, they immediately surrounded the Huguo Temple. They missed every temple and wing and had all the monks under control.
It's really a sin to say that after a secret guard broke into the Zen room, he actually saw two monks rolling together. The scene was really...
The Huguo Temple, which was personally granted the title of the late emperor, has degenerated into such a state after the death of the great master. It is really jaw-dropping!
Qiao Shisan did not waste any time and directly led everyone to the farm, saying quickly:
"Everyone in the village has been captured, but the end is not easy. The young master ordered me to come here to find help. I didn't expect to meet Brother Alum by such a coincidence. Let's hurry back."
The alum nodded repeatedly, and everyone hurried through the mountains, heading towards the farm in the dark of night.
Here, Qiao Bo has already taken over Qiao Jiaojiao, covering her tightly with his large cloak, and he and Qiuniang are guarding the children.
Qiuniang's whip wounds were very serious, but she was in excellent spirits, and she had no time to care for herself at the moment.
Qiao Jiaojiao opened a gap and saw Qiu Niang kneeling beside the four injured children.
While she carefully smoothed away the hair stuck to the children's faces, she shed tears of distress.
"Child...poor child..."
Qiuniang murmured, already feeling extremely miserable.
Her five children may be among the children on the ground, or their bodies may have long since disappeared...
Now she just wants to love and protect every child here with all her heart. In this way, she can still find some reasons to live.
"Qiu Niang? Is Qiu Niang here?"
At this time, a Qiao family secret guard hurriedly walked over, with a bloody man lying on his back.
When Qiuniang heard this, she suddenly became excited and immediately turned her head to look.
She recognized the person on the back of the secret guard at a glance, and her whole body trembled with shock.
"Amian!"
Qiuniang stumbled forward to meet her. The secret guard gently placed the person on his back on the ground and whispered:
"He lost too much blood. It is estimated that he only has one breath left. He said your name in his mouth."
When Qiao Jiaojiao heard this, she immediately said quickly: "Uncle Qiao, take me over and have a look."
She hurriedly called out the Merit Mall, but was stunned again the next moment.
The 35 in the upper right corner shows her powerlessness, her merit points are simply not enough...
Oops!
Qiao Jiaojiao's face suddenly turned pale.
"Amian!"
At this time, Qiuniang was already kneeling next to Amian. She wanted to reach out and touch him, but she found that his skin was torn all over, and there was no way she could touch him.
"You...how did you become like this?"
Qiuniang's voice trembled, full of disbelief.
Amian felt cold and painful. He knew he was going to die, and he seemed to hear Qiuniang's voice in a hazy state.
He forced himself to open his eyes. The moonlight was bright tonight, allowing him to see Qiuniang's appearance clearly.
She is still so beautiful, so gentle and kind.
He had just heard that Qiuniang had been kidnapped by Aunt Rou. He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split apart, and he hurriedly looked for her.
He saw Yuan You's bald donkey and understood everything at once.
It must have been Yuan You who came to complain, saying that he took Qiuniang to the Tzu Chi Bureau during the day, but Qiuniang was exposed in front of the official.
He knew that Aunt Rou was cruel and ruthless. She could not tolerate any disobedience or accident. When Qiu Niang sneaked into the cellar, Aunt Rou was going to beat Qiu Niang to death.
He kowtowed countless times before taking over the task of punishing Qiuniang. He beat Qiuniang until she was on the verge of death.
But he didn't expect that Qiuniang was already pregnant with his child...
If he knew... But even if he knew, he had no choice.
If he didn't act cruelly, Qiuniang would definitely die. He really had no choice.
Thinking of this, Amian opened his skinny lips and struggled to utter a few words: "Qiu Niang... I'm sorry, our child... I also want to... ...I also want to keep it.”
When Qiuniang saw A Mian open her mouth, she hurriedly turned her head to listen. As soon as this sentence came into her ears, she suddenly froze.
At this moment, sorrow, mourning, and countless regrets surged up. Qiuniang's tears rolled in her eyes, but they still fell on Amian's face.
Amian felt the warmth of tears falling on his blooming face, which was very painful.
Just now, Aunt Rou decided to beat Qiuniang to death. He kept begging for mercy, but Aunt Rou said that he deserved to die too and received fifty lashes.
If both of them were lucky enough to survive fifty lashes, she wouldn't care.
But he knew that Qiuniang's health had already been damaged by giving birth to children one after another, and she wouldn't be able to survive it.
He begged to receive one hundred lashes, but it was useless. When he was more than seventy lashes, he passed out.
The chill had penetrated into his internal organs, and he knew that he would not survive.
He held on for a breath, just wanting to tell Qiuniang something.
"Qiu Niang..."
Amian raised his hand tremblingly.
Qiuniang saw that this seemed to be Amian's last words, and she quickly cried and held him.
She couldn't tell how she felt about Amian. She hated him and relied on him.
They were imprisoned here. When they were good, they were like two trapped beasts licking each other's wounds. When they were bad, he would beat her to death...
Amian used all his strength to grasp Qiuniang's hand and said in a hoarse voice:
"Qiuniang, our two children... I stole them away..."
When Qiuniang heard this, her eyes widened suddenly and her whole body started to tremble violently.
Amian raised the corner of his mouth, trying to erase the most miserable look in front of his sweetheart.
"A man and a woman...Qiu Niang, they...they are in the southern suburbs...the southern suburbs workhouse."
"I...I'm not a bad father, Qiu Niang, I tried my best..."
Qiuniang opened her mouth wide. At this moment, the huge surprise and grief mixed together, making her lose her voice.
"It's fate...it's destiny, even if you die..."
Having said this, Amian also relieved the heaviest burden on his heart.
He didn't say the words of joy after all.
The first time he saw Qiuniang, he felt that she was as warm as the sun and as beautiful as a flower, which gave him a reason to live.
If there is a next life... If there is a next life, it would be great if they could meet innocently...
Qiuniang saw Amian's eyes gradually closing and was so frightened that she hurriedly shook him.
She opened her mouth several times but no sound came out. She was so anxious that she slapped herself hard. The next moment, the sound burst out of her throat, distorted and changed its pitch.
"No! Amian! Amian! Don't die! Please!"
Qiuniang slapped Amian's face hard, and the wounds on his face that had been frozen opened again, and Qiuniang's hand was covered with blood.
Qiuniang cried out in grief. At this moment, she felt heartbroken.
When she was about to lose him, she realized that she had already valued A Mian so much.
"Amian, please! Don't die -"
Just when Qiuniang was almost desperate, a small hand suddenly came over and landed on Amian's forehead.
