Qiao Siyu was disfigured.
The scissors pierced the left side of her face, leaving a deep mark. It took the doctor a long time to stop the bleeding.
Ji Mingzhu knelt in Qinfang Courtyard. It was clear that the autumn weather was cool, but she was sweating profusely.
Qiao Siyu's painful moans made people despair. With such a deep wound, the doctor said there was no possibility of complete recovery, and no matter how good the ointment was, it was impossible to completely remove the scar.
Lu Qing watched for a while. The smell of blood was too strong, so she came out quickly.
Chen Qingzi asked: "How is she?"
Lu Qing pursed her lips and shook her head: "It's still being bandaged."
She cast her gaze outside the door and saw Ji Mingzhu's embarrassed figure.
Ji Yueshan just went to jail, and Ji Mingzhu disfigured Qiao Siyu again. The two sisters really didn't take Ji Xun's life seriously.
Seeing that Lu Qing's expression was not good, Chen Qingzi pulled her to sit next to him and said, "Concubine Ji has gone too far this time. Let's wait for the Crown Prince and Crown Princess to deal with her. Are you scared?"
Lu Qing nodded honestly: "The wound is very deep. If it goes higher, it will hurt the eye."
Just now she glanced at it, the scarlet flesh was opened, and the white bones could be faintly seen. A long wound streaked down from Qiao Siyu's left eye and almost penetrated the left side of her face.
Chen Qingzi hugged Lu Qing and patted her shoulder: "Don't be afraid, it was an accident."
Lu Qing said softly "Hmm".
Qiao Siyu's cries of pain gradually disappeared from the inner room, and the doctor came out and said that she had fainted from crying.
"Then let's do this for now." Chen Qingzi made the decision to let the other doctors leave, leaving Dr. Jiang in Qinfang Courtyard. "Concubine Ji will be sent to Yihong Courtyard and handed over to the Crown Princess first."
Lu Qing and Chen Qingzi walked outside the door and saw that Ji Mingzhu also fainted and fell to the ground, but no servant passing by dared to help her. She just fell to the ground with her eyes closed.
It's now time, no one will sympathize with Ji Mingzhu anymore.
Lu Qing called two strong women: "Send her to Yihongyuan."
As soon as Ning Huayue heard that Lu Qing and Chen Qingzi had thrown this hot potato at her, she waved her hand impatiently: "Lock him up and let people keep a close eye on him."
Being disfigured is not a trivial matter. I'm afraid Ji Mingzhu won't be able to be a concubine, but she still doesn't know what Yan Fuguang will do with her.
On the other side, Ji Xun, who had just been released from the prison, dragged his tired steps and was about to step into the door of Ji's mansion when he was hugged by Mrs. Ji crying and crying.
"Master! Mingzhu is in trouble, please save her!"
Ji Xun said, "What's wrong?"
"That girl Yi Zhen asked someone to come back with a message that Ming Zhu had disfigured a concubine in the mansion!"
Boom——
The news hit Ji Xun like a thunderbolt in his head. He opened and closed his lips and couldn't say a word for a long time. Finally, his eyes went black and he fell into coma.
Yan Fuguang returned to his mansion and went straight to Yihongyuan.
Almost everyone in the backyard was called, but no one dared to say anything in such an atmosphere. They all hunched their necks and waited for Yan Fuguang to arrive.
Lu Qing stood under the verandah and saw Yan Fuguang walking through the crowd with a sullen face and sitting on the chair prepared in advance next to her.
"Ji's hit twenty boards."
Ji Mingzhu was dragged out, but before she woke up, Ning Huayue asked Grandma Wang to pour a bucket of water on her.
Wow——
Ji Mingzhu was soaked all over. She opened her eyes blankly. Before she could defend herself, the board fell on her.
Every move was made with real force. Ji Mingzhu screamed a few times at first, but then she couldn't even scream anymore.
From the waist down, there was a bloody mess.
Ji Mingzhu was dying, her head drooped and her breathing was weak.
Yizhen kept kowtowing and her forehead was stained with blood. She did not dare to plead for mercy, so she could only use this method to try to make Yan Fuguang calm down and save Ji Mingzhu's life.
Ning Huayue acted like a good person at this time, and she persuaded her gently: "Your Highness, calm down, things have happened irreversibly, and Concubine Ji has been punished. You might as well go and see Concubine Qiao."
Yan Fuguang nodded reluctantly. The smell of blood in the air did not affect him. He took the tea brought by Fang Jinbao and took a sip. He put down the teacup and said, "Let's go to Qinfang Courtyard alone."
That night, Yan Fuguang went to see Qiao Siyu once, but never went there again.
Qiao Siyu woke up and learned that Ji Mingzhu had been beaten twenty times. She went crazy and smashed everything in the house: "Bitch! She is lucky, but what about my face?!"
Feishuang had already moved the bronze mirror and other things out of the house, but Qiao Siyu still held her face in tears day and night.
Tears soaked the wound, and the injury on his face never healed.
**
The house suddenly became silent again.
In addition to preparing for the flower viewing feast, Lu Qing spent the rest of the time with the door closed to block the prying eyes of the outside world.
Fortunately, she still had three pistachios, so her life was not so difficult.
Moreover, the piano that Yan Fuguang promised her was also delivered. After Lu Qing finished practicing the piano, Brother Yu and Brother Jiu took her to play with her, which made her very busy.
Brother Yu just heard the sound of the piano. When he saw Lu Qing, he praised: "It sounds good!"
It was rare for a child to be so supportive. Lu Qing held his little face in her hands and kissed him hard.
Brother Jiu pouted and pulled Brother Yu jealously. His little face wrinkled and he turned to Lu Qing: "I want it too!"
Lu Qing looked arrogant and said, "You didn't say whether my mother plays the piano well or not."
Does it sound good? Brother Jiu thought about it carefully, but his little brain couldn't decide whether it sounded good or not. It was sporadic and out of tune, just like when he first learned to speak, word after word came out.
Lu Qing covered her mouth and looked at him with a confused look, and she smiled secretly.
Brother Jiu gradually let go of his little hand holding Brother Yu, and opened a pair of big eyes that looked very similar to Lu Qing's: "It sounds good."
Lu Qing could hear the perfunctoriness in his tone, but it didn't matter, it was good to be perfunctory with her.
"mua!"
A kiss fell passionately into Brother Jiu's fleshy cheek, and he was finally complete.
After coaxing the children, Lu Qing leaned on the couch and watched them play a game of chasing each other.
Brother Jiu used all four limbs to crawl forward quickly, quickly caught up with Brother Yu, and grabbed Brother Yu's feet.
"you lose!"
It seems to be this little guy's nature to be competitive. Whenever it comes to winning or losing, he will always try his best to win.
Brother Yu took winning and losing very lightly. He was not as immersed in the game as Brother Jiu. He was more like a companion than Lu Qing, the mother who was the shopkeeper.
"You win." Brother Yu calmly took his feet away from Brother Jiu's hands, turned around and pushed Brother Jiu's round butt, "Switch to me."
Brother Jiu looked at Lu Qing with a big smile. Lu Qing understood and cleared his throat: "Start!"
The two little guys started a new round of games.
