C265 Future embroidery

Everyone was walking forward.

The place that was playing, singing, and dancing was suddenly cut open by miserable screams.

The sound of the mournful wails filled his ears, causing his entire body to tremble.

Song Qingyu did not dare to delay as he followed the source of the voice.

A lady with a beautiful figure came out from a room and walked towards it. She was surrounded by a few palace maids, and at the waist of the water snake, there was only a red dress.

Song Qingyu could only see the back of the figure and felt a sense of familiarity. For a moment, he did not know where he had seen it before and was pushed forward by the young palace maid.

The door was pushed open, and the situation inside was even more tragic than Song Qing Yu thought.

Yang Xiuyu knelt on the ground and looked at the door as if she was staring at someone. Her eyes were no longer filled with tears, but instead two streaks of blood.

She knelt there and screamed her heart out. It could not emit any other sound.

Compared to despair and helplessness, she did not have those two emotions at all. Instead, she continued to shout as her final life faded away. Her eyes were filled with hatred and murderous intent.

Doctor Fu held her down firmly and shoved the medicinal herb into her mouth.

"Yang Caijiu, wake up. Even if you go to the Cold Palace, you will still have a life. You are still unworthy of the title. Once the limelight has passed, Lord Yang will be able to invite you back."

Hearing this, Yang Ziqin became even more crazy and pushed away the crowd, otherwise, if anyone came close, she would raise the scissors on the stage. Standing in the middle of the room.

He laughed instead of crying.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something.

But her tongue was cut off and no one could hear what she was saying.

She was filled with grievance, so she could only turn into blood and bleed.

In the end, he sobbed and handed the scissors over to his neck.

"Yang Cai Nu!"

Song Qingyu quickly stepped forward and held her hands from behind. Fang Yunshan immediately grabbed Yang Ziqin's scissors.

Seeing this, Yang Ziqin laughed a few times and sat on the ground. His face was covered in blood. No matter how much a person without a consciousness tried to save, he couldn't.

The palace maids that had been following her the entire time had long since lost their souls in fear. When he saw her like this, he abruptly knelt down. Hugging Yang Ziqin.

"Mistress! Mistress!" You better not scare the servants. " The palace maid shouted as she hugged Yang Ziqin and turned to look at Doctor Fu, "I beg Great Doctor Si to save my master." Master had been harmed by someone. My master was gentle and kind, how could he end up like this? "Please, save our master."

Doctor Fu Si stood in the distance, blood in one hand and medicine in the other.

Yang Ziqin's elegance was in her eyes. Not long after the beautiful woman had entered the palace, it was the moment the medicine was delivered from the doctor's room. It was when Yang Ziqin passed by and raised her hand to help.

The medicine had a taste, no matter which family's girl it was, she wouldn't step forward. Yang Ziqin did not say anything else, nor did he say anything as he helped. After the incident, Doctor Fu realized that this was actually the young miss of the Yang family, Yang Ziqin.

At this moment, the empress had even invited Yang Ziru to the Feng Xiang Palace. It could be seen that the Queen held the Yang family in high regard as well.

At this time, Yang Ziru must not have known about her sister's situation.

Thus, when Doctor Fu heard of this, he didn't say anything else and walked over.

But Yang Ziqin wanted to die, how could she save him?

When the palace maid saw that Doctor Fu was unable to help her, she fiercely hugged Yang Ziqin and cried out, "Master."

Song Qing Yu frowned as he looked at this ancient room with all sorts of books on cabinets. It could be seen that the owner of this room was extremely elegant.

But now the cabinet had been emptied and the teapot smashed, leaving only a floor of blood and a speechless person.

Song Qingyu could see that she was trying to tell him something, to vent something, because her tongue had been cut off and she couldn't say anything. This kind of blow put her on the verge of death.

Song Qingyu stepped forward.

"Just now, I saw a talented person coming out of this room. I met her, and she was in a very good mood as she spoke to me. She said that there was a fool in the Palace who would cut off her tongue and kill her. Once she died, no one would know about it. She would be happy and happy all the way. She asked me to thank this person and said that if she didn't die, she wanted me to help her feed her a poison. "

Yang Ziqin's eyes widened as he stared at Song Qingyu. Suddenly, he stopped crying. He grabbed Song Qingyu's clothes with both hands, squeezed Song Qingyu's wrist with all his strength, and glared at him through gritted teeth.

"Yang Cai Nu, if you want to die, I have a Red Crane Head. After you finish eating it, you can die on the spot. there will be no more pain. "

Song Qing Yu said and placed a black pill in front of Yang Ziqin.

Everyone looked at the actions of Song Qingyu and Yang Ziqin in doubt.

Especially Fang Yunshan, her eyes were locked on the pill. He stared at Yang Ziqin, afraid that she would eat the pill.

Yang Ziqin's right hand trembled. The moment he let go of Song Qingyu, he slowly raised his hand and knocked away the pill.

Doctor Fu Si was overjoyed. He quickly called for someone to help Yang Ziqin up to the roof again. This time Yang Ziqin was finally obedient, but her eyes were completely lifeless. It seemed as if all her hopes had turned to ashes, yet also seemed to contain boundless hatred.

Everyone was too busy to pay attention to her expression.

Only Song Qingyu gazed at Yang Ziqin.

This kind of gaze was similar to his own eyes in the past.

Song Qingyu thought that an eunuch suddenly came from the outside and came running over, he did not care about the crowd and directly passed on the imperial edict, "Pass on the imperial edict, Yang Ziqin of the Yang family has violated the palace rules and attempted to harm a talented person, under this order, demean her as a servant."

Hearing this, everyone's heart trembled, unconsciously all of their eyes focused on Yang Ziqin.

Yang Ziqin stood out from the rest of the beautiful ladies. Before she even went to sleep, she was directly demoted to a palace maid, and one of the lowest class at that. How a mute could survive in Thinker's Cave.

Although the Yang family was not big, they were still officials in the capital. Yang Ziqin was the direct daughter of the family. He had lived a life of luxury since he was young. No one could withstand such a blow.

Besides, she wanted to kill herself.

While everyone was sighing, they saw Yang Ziqin gently close her eyes. Maybe it was because those eyes were crying out tears and blood, so there was nothing else to cry out for.

She was calm now.

If it wasn't for Doctor Fu sensing her pulse, he really would have thought that the person lying here was a dead man.

After half an incense worth of time, Yang Ziqin was finally calmed down.

Song Qingyu saw that Doctor Fu and Fang Yunshan were cooperating well and that they were both skilled in the art of medicine. He didn't need her help and returned early.

When Doctor Fu was free, Song Qingyu was long gone.

"What about the Song Division's doctor?"

Doctor Fu Si wiped the sweat off his forehead and asked a palace maid at the side. The palace maid looked left and right, "There were so many people just now, but this servant didn't see any of them. Perhaps, this servant has already returned."