Jin Qing was flicking the dirt on the ground while squinting at Xue Wuchen kneeling on the ground, crying as painfully as if his own mother had died.
At this time, Xue Wuchen's image of a great scholar had collapsed to the point where not even a scrap was left.
After all, in the past twenty-five years of Xue Wuchen's life, he had never seen a woman knock down a house with her head.
Well, neither do men.
Kneeling in front of the house that had been reduced to rubbish, Xue Wuchen cried heartbreakingly: "My orphan, you died so miserably, why are you so cruel and don't take me away with you!"
"I can't live anymore, I want to avenge you!"
"My orphans, please don't die. Without me as your companion on the road to hell, how can you walk peacefully?"
"My equity, without you to accompany me, what is the meaning of my life!"
Thinking of Xue Wuchen's scholarly family, nine generations of a single generation, his parents died young, and what was left to him besides the reputation of the literary giants of that generation was the only one unique book in the house.
And he was a book lover, so he spent all his money on books. No matter how expensive the books were, he would spend a lot of money to buy them back to prevent them from becoming dusty and being bought by some pretentious wealthy businessman.
In his eyes, these books have souls.
Every time he sat in the study, the book spirit in the book would come out to chat with him and discuss the truth, allowing him to wander in the ocean of knowledge///
But today this crazy woman actually knocked down the study and buried all his friends alive.
How could Xue Wuchen not be sad or angry?
Looking at Xue Wuchen who was crying and rolling on the ground, Jin Qing grinned with toothache, then walked to the ruins, reached out and pulled out a few books inside, flicked the soil on them, and sent them to Xue Wuchen: "Here you go. "This person is really capable of crying. He howled so hard that her head was big.
Who would have thought that when Xue Wuchen saw the book in Jin Qing's hand, he cried even louder and rolled on the ground: "You vicious woman, what's the use of bringing these books back? Their souls have been killed by you." .”
Jin Qing: "...How dare you blackmail me?"
Hearing Jin Qing say the word "false", Xue Wuchen instantly turned up from the ground, grabbed the book in Jin Qing's hand, and waved it in front of Jin Qing: "Look, look, where is the book spirit? I'll smash you to death!"
After speaking, Xue Wuchen threw the book aside, and then rolled on the ground again: all his friends were dead.
Jin Qing: "..." This person has trouble reading because he doesn't read.
Jin Qing rolled up his sleeves, bent down and lifted Xue Wuchen up: "You don't want to admit that you lost, so you deliberately cheated."
Xue Wuchen's movements stopped instantly, and he looked at Jin Qing doubtfully: Is this woman sick? Who in the right mind would think about this? Moreover, there is no iron head skill in the column they are trying to compete with.
Looking at Xue Wuchen's eyes, Jin Qing instantly felt that he had understood the truth.
Jin Qing, who realized that she had been deceived, no longer had any "respect" for scholars in her eyes. She grabbed Xue Wuchen's belt, tied him up in twos and twos, and then found a broken piece on the clothesline in the yard. Bu blocked Xue Wuchen's mouth, then carried Xue Wuchen and ran away.
You just can't be polite when dealing with people who don't keep their words!
Xue Wuchen wanted to scream, but was too frightened by Jin Qing's speed to open his eyes, and his stomach was pushed back and forth by Jin Qing, giving him the urge to vomit.
There were many people living outside the house who came to hang out. They had heard the sound of the house collapsing and Xue Wuchen's behavior before.
Although they were curious about what happened to Xue Wuchen, when they thought of Xue Wuchen's status as a great scholar sought after by their master, they still turned back and planned to wait and see what would happen.
Anyway, if something really happened to Xue Wuchen, as long as he screamed, they would immediately rush over to try to show off.
Therefore, Xue Wuchen was not able to be rescued in time.
Xue Wuchen was a weak scholar, and he almost lost half his life when Jin Qing resisted.
And Jin Qing couldn't help but feel annoyed. If she had known she would still have to rob someone, she would waste so much time on whatever she did. Wouldn't it be nice to hide in the house and sleep!
Jin Qing moved very fast, and when no one noticed, he had already brought Xue Wuchen to the vicinity of the palace.
While the guards were taking over, Jin Qing grabbed Xue Wuchen and crawled back into the palace through the dog hole he dug out in the middle of the night.
By noon, An Jing was already anxiously planning to go out and search for Jin Qing's whereabouts.
But who would have thought that before he could put on the eunuch uniform and go out, he saw a dark figure jumping down from the big tree next to Leng Palace.
An Jingbo originally thought that someone was coming to bully him, but whoever wanted to take a closer look saw that it was Jin Qing and... a bunch of people.
Jin Qing gasped and threw Xue Wuchen on his shoulder to the ground: "I'm exhausted, go find me a bowl of water!"
An Jingbo was still in tears and was about to rush up to talk to Jin Qing, but after Jin Qing said this, he held back all his words of gratitude.
An Jingzhen puffed up his cheeks and went to the kitchen to bring Jin Qing some water, while Jin Qing took out the cloth from Xue Wuchen's mouth.
Xue Wuchen looked at Jin Qing angrily with trembling lips, and then "vomited..."
He was really having a hard time along the way. None of the noodles he ate in the morning was wasted. All of them were dedicated to the weeds in the cold palace.
Jin Qing grinned and turned away: With such little courage, he is still a great scholar!
An Jingbo had already walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of warm water. After seeing the vomiting Xue Wuchen lying on the ground, Anjingbo shook his hand and the bowl in his hand instantly slipped. He shouted in surprise: "Xue, Xue Wuchen."
Seeing that the bowl was about to fall to the ground, Jin Qing ran to An Jing's side and quickly caught An Jing's bowl as it was about to fall to the ground.
Lifting his neck to drink up the water in the bowl, Jin Qing placed the bowl on An Jing's head: "If you dare to break the bowl, I will break your claws."
What's wrong? I'm just surprised. Do you need to throw a bowl to prove it? It's still such a big bowl!
Knowing that he had done something wrong, An Jingqi carefully lifted the edge of the bowl a little, and first looked at Jin Qing's watch.
After confirming that Jin Qing was not really angry, An Jingqi looked at Xue Wuchen who was lying on the ground retching with excitement: You are such a talkative and you are here today.
There was a gloating smile on An Jingbo's face, and he could not hide the malice. As long as he thought about this person pointing his nose at him and calling him a tyrant in his previous life, he felt that the current scene was extremely relieved.
Finally, Xue Wuchen couldn't even vomit out the acidic water, so he looked up at Jin Qing bleakly: "You evil woman, you have brought me to wherever you are, and you haven't let me back quickly."
Hearing Xue Wuchen call Jin Qing an evil woman, and then seeing Xue Wuchen's miserable appearance, An Jingji instantly figured out what happened before.
He walked to the gate, opened the palace door a small crack, and said to Xue Wuchen openly: "Let's go!"
