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Chapter 308 My blood is cold

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    "Well."

    Song Qiuse, who was lying on the bed, groaned lowly. Bai He, who had been guarding the bed, immediately shouted happily: "Girl, the second lady is awake!"

    Song Wan was sitting on the beauty's couch, taking a nap with his head propped up on the coffee table. When he heard this, he woke up immediately and rushed to the bedside.

    Song Qiuse opened her eyes, but her consciousness had not fully returned yet. When she heard the long-lost voice of the second lady, she felt a little dazed.

    Did she have a dream?

    Song Wan did not dare to disturb Song Qiuse. When she turned her head to look at him, she asked as calmly as possible: "Sese, do you feel uncomfortable?"

    Song Qiuse looked at Song Wan intently for a while, then raised her right hand. Her palm had already grown out, but the finger bones had not grown out yet. It looked bare, ugly and weird.

    No need to ask any more questions, Song Qiuse knew that she was not dreaming and everything really happened.

    Song Wan looked uncomfortable and comforted softly: "Sese, you will be fine in a few days. Don't worry."

    Song Qiuse said calmly: "I know."

    She knew that her hands would grow back, just like when she was in Muzhou, only bones were left in her body, and the flesh would grow back.

    She will not die, after all, she is the same monster as Sasu.

    The atmosphere was a bit tense. Song Wan didn't know what to say for a moment. Song Qiuse raised her eyes and looked at Bai He and asked, "The new maid? What's her name?"

    Bai He hurriedly bowed and said, "My slave Bai He, I would like to pay my respects to the second young lady."

    Having learned this rule quite well, Song Qiuse's eyes flashed slightly and asked: "Are you from the palace?"

    Bai He nodded, and the next moment Song Qiuse's expression changed, and he said angrily: "Get out!"

    Bai He was startled, but he didn't care about his grievance and said quickly: "My slave, get out of here right now. Please calm down the second lady. Don't get hurt because of your anger."

    Bai He quickly left the room as he spoke. Song Wan sat beside the bed and patted Song Qiuse's back softly, saying softly: "The house of Marquis Weiyang was also ransacked. All the damned people are dead. Everything is over.  .¡±

    Has it passed?

    not at all.

    She can see those humiliations and pains as soon as she closes her eyes. Each one of them seems like it just happened yesterday, and it will never be able to pass in this life.

    Song Qiuse's chest heaved violently. After a while, she asked Song Wan: "Where is Xu Yingqing?"

    He and Sasu have been working together for so many years, and Sasu is already dead, how can we make him feel better?

    "He died violently in the Heavenly Prison. He bled to death from his seven orifices. His internal organs and the contents of his brain were all eaten by the Gu worms planted in his body by Sasu."

    This method of death is no easier than the torture in Dali Temple. Xu Yingqing also suffered tremendous pain before his death.

    However, Song Qiuse was not satisfied and asked with cold eyes: "He died like that, what about his body?"

    "Burn it. The people in Dali Temple have never seen such a bizarre way of death. They were worried that the poisonous insects in his body would not be exterminated and would harm others. They didn't even move his body. They directly poured tung oil on it and burned it.  Ashes, nothing left.¡±

    The body is gone, nothing is left.

    The light in Song Qiuse's eyes extinguished little by little, becoming hollow and lifeless.

    Song Wan looked uncomfortable, hugged Song Qiuse's shoulders and said, "Sese, everything is over. Let's live a good life with my sister from now on, okay?"

    Song Qiuse leaned on Song Wan's shoulder, stared at the gently swaying candlelight on the table and asked, "Sister, can I still live a good life?"

    "sure!"

    Song Wan answered eagerly, while Song Qiuse curled her lips and said nothing.

    Song Huan stayed with Song Qiuse for three whole days and nights. After Song Qiuse woke up, he could no longer hold on and fell asleep.

    But worrying about Song Qiuse, she didn't sleep peacefully. She had nightmares one after another, and finally woke up from the nightmares.

    When he woke up, it was already bright and there was no one on the bed next to him. Song Wan was startled. He didn't even bother to put on his shoes. He hurried out of the room and saw Song Qiuse sitting in the yard.

    They are not in the Song family. This is a house that Wei Heng bought on the outskirts of the city. The environment is quiet and undisturbed by outsiders. It is suitable for recuperation. As soon as he heard that His Majesty agreed to let them leave the palace, Wei Heng sent someone to take them here.

    The sun was already very high at the moment, and it was very hot in the yard. Song Wan's feet felt hot when he stepped on the stone slabs, but Song Qiuse felt nothing.

    Song Wan walked up to her and said softly: "It's very hot outside, so you'd better sit inside."

    Song Qiuse shook his head and said: "I can't be hot, my blood is cold." (RememberWebsite address: www.hlnovel.com
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