The news quickly spread throughout Zhixingyuan. Fan Dazhi was eating in the dining room and was shocked when he heard everyone talking.
A friend who had grown up together, he would never believe that He An would do such a thing.
Fan Dazhi left his job and walked to the school dormitory alone. Looking at the empty seats next to him, he felt indescribably sad.
The class bell rang, and the noisy sounds around him quieted down. Fan Dazhi seemed to have not heard anything, and sat there in a daze.
Han Chanjuan turned her head from time to time, looking worriedly at He An's empty seat and then at Fan Dazhi, but hesitated to speak.
"Ambition? Ambition!"
Taking advantage of the gap where the teacher was leaning over to write, Han Chanjuan turned her head and tapped the table lightly.
Fan Dazhi's eyes were empty and he turned a deaf ear.
"Why are you so stupid? Let me ask you, what happened to He An?"
Han Chanjuan turned around, grabbed a walnut, and hit Fan Dazhi on the chest bitterly, looking a little impatient.
"I don't know the specific situation, but I believe...Xiao An must have been framed!"
Fan Dazhi finally came to his senses. He leaned forward slightly and said in a low voice: "Teasing a classmate? That's ridiculous. Maybe I can do such a thing, but... Xiao An... is not that kind of person at all!"
"You are not that kind of person either. You have a thief heart but no courage!"
Han Chanjuan turned around angrily. Who could be trying to frame He An? Could it be that the person you were chasing last time still didn't give up?
Finally, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Gu Qingzhou, Bi Yunfei, Zhuge Guagua and others surrounded Fan Dazhi, asking about He An's situation.
Han Chanjuan turned around, held her chin in her delicate hands, and listened carefully, with a look of concern on her face.
Ding Wenruo was sitting under the window, twisting the tassels on her skirt with her fingers. She didn't believe that He An would do such a thing.
She wanted to get up and ask for details, but she felt a little embarrassed. She could hear everyone talking, but her heart was in a state of anxiety.
Ding Wenruo couldn't help but stood up, sat down again, and sighed softly.
"We all know what kind of character Brother He An is. I don't believe it if he molests his classmates and beat him to death. There must be a reason. We will go to the punishment hall at noon to see what he says. If someone deliberately framed and made things difficult , we must seek an explanation from the Punishment Hall!"
Gu Qingzhou stood in the crowd and shouted these words righteously, and everyone cheered loudly.
Ding Wenruo suddenly felt that this former dandy prince looked like a human being, but now he was much more pleasing to the eye and didn't seem so annoying.
After finally staying up until noon, the get out of class bell rang and a group of people poured out of the school building. Gu Qingzhou took the lead and led everyone straight to the punishment hall.
The punishment hall was deserted, with only one person on duty under the dull plaque.
The man was dressed in black clothes and was sitting on a chair with his back turned. When he heard the commotion at the door, he turned around, raised his two blade-like eyebrows, and coughed lightly.
The cough was not that loud, but it rang in everyone's ears. The sound echoed everywhere in the empty hall, and dust fell from the beams.
The hall fell silent instantly, everyone looked at each other, and finally looked at Gu Qingzhou.
"Thank you sir, we are all classmates and friends of He An. I heard that he is being punished in the punishment hall. Please let us meet him!"
Gu Qingzhou took a step forward and cupped his hands with a very sincere attitude.
"I'll tell the hall master to make a decision!"
The man sat on the chair, looked at his palm, and flicked his nails lightly.
"Do you know who I am?"
Seeing his arrogant look, Gu Qingzhou's temper rose.
"Gu Guogong is so majestic. This is not a court, but a court of knowledge and practice. The state has national laws and the court has court rules. Only the court rules are recognized here. This is not a place for your prince to show his authority..."
The man looked up to the sky and yelled, but he didn't take Gu Qingzhou seriously at all.
"you……"
Feeling that he had lost face in front of everyone, Gu Qingzhou became furious.
As soon as he said a word, the man suddenly felt a surge of coercion. The vitality in the hall swept across, and the air suddenly turned cold. Gu Qingzhou could no longer open his mouth, and his face turned red from holding back.
"Then please report it to the Hall Master!"
A voice like a silver bell sounded crisply, and Han Chanjuan was secretly worried. She couldn't help but stepped forward and bowed: "Please remember our friendship with He An's classmates, and hope that you, sir, will be accommodating!"
"Well, just wait!"
The man's nostrils were turned upward, he snorted coldly, stood up and walked towards the backyard.
"Come with me!"
After a while, the man turned back, led everyone to the backyard, and opened a door that was ajar.
"Since you want to see him, go down by yourself."
After the man finished speaking, he put a lantern into Han Chanjuan's hand, turned around and left.
"Pooh!"
Gu Qingzhou looked at his back and spat hard.
"What the hell!"
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Except for Fan Dazhi, this was the first time for everyone to come to the confinement room.
I saw the deep stone steps going all the way down, seemingly bottomless.
Han Chanjuan held up the lantern, and everyone followed behind. They walked up many steps with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
The passage was dark, with only the faint light from the lantern, like a floating will-o'-the-wisp, guiding everyone forward.
After walking for half an hour, they finally saw the deepest stone chamber, and everyone was secretly shocked.
The door to the stone chamber was open, and a blast of cold air rushed in. The biting chill made everyone shiver.
The stone room was very spacious, with a torch stuck on the wall. Under the dim light of the fire, He An was lying on a stone bed.
An old man was taking off He An's shirt, and a pair of blood-stained scissors had cut the back of the shirt open.
The dripping blood on He An's back has solidified, and many wounds are mixed with blood stains and have stuck to his clothes.
The old man gently lifted off his shredded clothes, and blood seeped out again.
The blood was like a small snake swimming around, dripping down the back onto the stone bed.
Every time the old man took off a piece, He An's body trembled. His handsome face became a little distorted due to pain, the veins in his neck bulged, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Xiao An...we came to see you...why did they beat you like this?"
Seeing He An's appearance, Fan Dazhi felt a sore nose and couldn't help crying.
"Why are you here? I...just have a little skin injury, it's nothing...but it makes everyone worried!"
He An raised his head when he heard this, endured the pain, and forced out a smile.
Everyone had never seen such a bloody scene, and they were filled with admiration when they saw He An comforting them.
While everyone was talking, the old man had taken off all the shredded clothes from He An's back. The exposed skin was bloody and miserable.
The old man was a doctor at Zhixing Hospital, and he was quite experienced in treating bruises and injuries. He just moved slowly and slowly, and it took him a while to clean the wound and prepare to apply medicine to He An's wound.
The green herbal medicine was applied to the wound, and it was quickly stained red by the oozing blood, and the skin on He An's back trembled.
"Let me apply medicine to him. Let the old man take a rest..."
Fan Dazhi burst into tears, rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to help.
The old man was happy to be at ease, handed the herbs in his hand to Fan Dazhi, and slowly walked out of the stone room to wait.
"Xiao An... if you feel pain, just shout... the louder you shout, the less pain you will feel... Well... when my father hit me, I would just shout, and the pain wouldn't hurt..."
Fan Dazhi picked up a handful of herbs with a small spoon, looked at He An's back nervously and said, "Don't worry... I'll be gentler!"
"It's already this time...you guys...are you still trying to take advantage of me? Your father is reluctant to beat you...otherwise, it's useless even if you scream!"
He An tilted his head and couldn't help but laugh and curse. Everyone also laughed, and the depressing atmosphere in the room rarely became lighter.
"Brother Fan, I'll do it!"
Seeing Fan Dazhi's clumsiness, Han Chanjuan couldn't help but push him aside, rolled up her sleeves and looked at He An and said softly: "Hey, just bear with it, you'll be fine in a while!"
The people of the Chen Empire were open-minded, and men and women did not pay much attention to ethics and defense. Han Chanjuan grew up in Xiliang, and she did not care about these things.
He An felt a cold little hand touch the skin on his back, and smelled a delicate fragrance in his nose, which was very pleasant.
It was just the first time for me to be touched so intimately by a woman. The muscles on my back tightened, and the blood scabs suddenly started to bleed again...
The applied herbs were washed away by the blood. Han Chanjuan simply put the herbs on the ground and took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms.
"After applying my medicine, you can still be alive and kicking no matter how seriously injured you are..."
Han Chanjuan pretended to be relaxed and spoke, but at the end, her voice was choked with sobs, and she turned away amidst the good-natured laughter of everyone.
Similar words were recalled in He An's mind. On the night of the attack, Han Chanjuan fed herself a pill in the carriage and said the same thing at that time.
He An couldn't help turning his head to look at Han Chanjuan.
I saw a tear slipping silently on her cheek that could be broken by blowing, and she wiped it away quietly with the application of medicine.
He An was moved for a while, and suddenly, a strange feeling rose in his heart.
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The white powder was sprinkled on He An's back bit by bit. He An felt cool and the pain was relieved a lot.
How did he know that this was a medicine given to his precious granddaughter by Han Zongwang, one of the four great masters in the world? It was so expensive and rare, how could it be compared to ordinary medicine?
Han Chanjuan has been well-dressed and well-fed since she was a child, and her family has doted on her. She and Aunt Xue went to Luoyang, the imperial capital, and enrolled in Zhixingyuan. Among all the people she knew, He An was the closest to her, and she felt very special when she was with him. Comfortable, he would not try his best to please himself like the family members, but he would always accommodate himself and take care of her... Moreover, that time he tried his best to protect herself, which moved her very much.
Men are at odds with each other, but what about men and women?
Han Chanjuan felt that she and He An should have a life-long friendship. Otherwise, how could she see him covered in bruises and feel uncomfortable for no reason?
Han Chanjuan applied the medicine and carefully wrapped the wound with gauze.
Everyone started asking about the cause of the matter.
He An explained the situation he encountered in detail.
Everyone found it incredible after hearing this, but everyone believed He An. He should have been wrongly accused.
But no one can figure out why Jin Caiyun did this?
"Jin Caiyun?... This woman has always been very low-key. If it weren't for her eye-catching figure and this incident, most people would really not be able to remember her..."
Gu Qingzhou rubbed his chin, thought about it seriously, took the thin quilt on the stone bed and covered He An, and said, "I will let someone check her details. Brother He, please rest in peace and recover!"
"Thank you, Brother Gu!"
He An stood up and thanked her, but was gently held down by Gu Qingzhou.
While several people were talking, the old doctor slowly walked into the stone room and said: "Okay, you guys have seen each other before, so you can't stay long!"
