MTL - Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife-Chapter 43 :rage

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Originally, Li Hongming was waiting for good news in the study room. He was calmly practicing words. When the dark guard entered, his eyes didn’t lift. "What?"

"Wang Ye forgives sin, the mission fails, and the subordinates wait for an ambush. The brothers are under cover and all are killed."

Li Hongming violently clenched the pen tube, and in a flash, the back of the hand was violently violent, the teeth were tight and biting, and the face was iron and blue. It was obviously strong and angry, but ultimately it was not successful. He slammed the pen on the desk and then angered. Something on the table, "waste!"

The dark defender squatted on the ground, endured severe pain, and did not say anything.

Li Hongming turned to the desk and slammed into the ground. The dark guard was turned over to the ground, but he climbed up hard and still squats. Li Hongming saw the black blood on the ground and did not take the second foot. "Say, what the **** is going on?"

The Guardian clearly explained the situation at that time, and he was unbiased and did not have any personal emotions.

Li Hongming has almost identified who is the handwriting, but still wants to make further determinations, and does not want to make arbitrary conclusions because of his own guess. "Do you know where the other party is?"

"The people of Prince Kang, one of them had handed over to the subordinates. Although they have not seen the face, the number of the road is very certain."

Li Hongming’s fist was pinched, "Li Hongjun, this king is a small smack of you, originally thought that you are just the defeat of the king, never thought, always eagle, but the eagle blinked, good, very good, let's go Hey. - Go down and raise your wounds."

"Yes, the subordinates retire." The dark guard got up, but the synapse was dizzy, just stepping out of the threshold, and planting it on the ground, because the painful teeth were biting, and the whole body could not stop. Although consciousness still exists, it is mostly impossible to watch.

"I don't want to ask the doctor." Li Hongming angered, this person is one of his elite soldiers, and has lost so many people. He was very distressed, and he still has great use without punishment. Is this the result?

The doctors came in a hurry, under the pulse of the doctor, his face was not good. "Wang Ye, the toxicity has gone deep into the internal organs, and it has not been saved."

Li Hongyuan looked at the near-black blood on the ground, and this reaction came. There is an endless storm in the eyes, "Give him on the road."

"Thank you... Wang Ye." The pain of poisonous hair is something that ordinary people can bear. It is better to die soon.

In Li Hongming's view, this is Kang Wang in order not to stay alive. In fact, Li Hongyuan knows that Li Hongming is suspicious and serious, and he only leaves the individual to give him evidence. However, it is difficult to cultivate it, others are naturally less. One counts one. Under this one, Li Hongming also completely does not know that those who have killed his subordinates have also died. Naturally, it is more determined that Kang Wang did what he did.

The things in Baihualou are not particularly important, but they are also his handles. If you don't get it, it will make him lose some power. What is the situation there? It is not clear. Li Hongming is thinking about sending people to check one. Fan, see if it is possible to bring things back, or simply give up that part of the forces, clear the tail to better protect themselves?

No matter how you choose, his loss is a nail on the board. What you can do is to minimize this loss.

"Wang Ye, Liu Gongzi asked for it."

Li Hongming didn't like his little nephew very much, but occasionally he used the other side, and he couldn't stop it. He said that he might know something. The body of the dark guard has been taken away, and the blood on the ground has been wiped clean. "please come in."

"Sister-in-law..." Perhaps he used to be used to it on weekdays. After he came in, he didn't see the ceremony. He grabbed the teapot and poured a cup of tea.

Li Hongming looked at him and his eyes were covered with haze. "What happened?"

If Liu Gongzi’s mouth hangs on the river, he will say things, and he will be a bit suffocating.

Li Hongming listened patiently, but the result was one: this stupid did not provide useful information except the fake three-color peony. However, the existence of Sun Yilin is a coincidence, or Li Hongjun's deliberate arrangement. If it is the former, there is nothing to say, if the latter, what is the purpose?

Li Hongming sent his own nephew, but he also decided to give up Baihualou. Now Li Hongjun’s person may still be staring at it, and then he will be caught by what he is, which is not worth the candle. Thinking of breaking the tail to survive, Li Hongming’s heart was bleeding, and he vowed to get back from Li Hongjun’s hundred times.

I know that Kang Hong’s current anger is stronger than him. He thinks he has no choices. The result is Li Hongming’s way. Although he has not lost anything important, the damage of the Guardian also makes him feel painful and more important. The kind is still the anger of Li Hongming, the father is more concerned about Li Hongming, the courtier feels that Li Hongming is stronger than him, but he always fights with him, but also loses more and wins less, that kind of unwillingness, resentment, sometimes forced him to go Ape.

......

Because Luo Peishan sent people to go back to the letter first, when they returned to the Luo family, including Mrs. Luo, who were waiting outside the gate, when they went out, it was still good, how long it took, all of them were stupid.

"Master..." Mrs. Luo, who has never been shocked, couldn’t stand it anymore. She stepped forward and grabbed Luo Peishan’s arm. "Can it be hurt?"

Luo Peishan appeased and patted her hand. "It’s okay for the husband, mainly the three-headed girl, first send it back, let the doctor give her a slap."

Mrs. Luo’s natural glimpse of Gong Yu, who was then holding Jing Hao and preparing to get off the bus. The next person who came back said that the three stunned, but he was not too light. “I’m doing it, I don’t want to get the three girls down. ""

...... The fire and anger will send Jing Hao back to Haishu Yaju, the old doctor who is enshrined in the house has already waited.

Jing Hao in the inner room, except for the people she is waiting for, she is only her mother Zhang, and the other female masters in the house have come basically, concentrated outside, because there is no old man who is sitting in the town, no one dares to say What, even if it is such as Luo Jingying, whether it is gloating in the heart, or cursing Jing Hao how not directly died, the face does not dare to say the slightest.

Soon, the old doctor came out.

"Doctor, how is my granddaughter?" Mrs. Luo asked with eagerness.

"The old lady is worried that the three girls are not serious, the injuries on the head are not serious, and there is no blood stasis. The reason why they are lethargic is probably that they smoked the smoke, and with some frightened, they will soon wake up. of."

In fact, there is no red mark on the upper part of Jing Hao's head. Although he is old, he is a man. It is impossible to look at Jing Wei's hair and see if it is not.

"Amitabha. That's good, then it's good," he finally breathed a sigh of relief. "I have to bother the doctor to give the grandfather a sigh."

Luo Peishan insisted that the doctor first come to Jingjing, he knew that he was fine, but if he did not let the doctor take the pulse, probably everyone would not be assured.

"The old lady is polite, this is the responsibility of the old man." The old doctor was busy.

After sending the doctor away, Mrs. Luo went to the inner room to marry Jing Jing, and told them to wait carefully. If she woke up, she would send someone to tell her the first time. Then look at the sprain on the treated foot. After the simple grooming and dressing, Gong Hao, who came over for the first time, stood still and was still meticulous. I couldn’t see the slightest inappropriateness. The old lady said, Xiao Xiao said. Her ankle is swollen like a hoe. "For more than two years, I have been looking at it with all my heart and soul. I have seen it in my eyes. This time, I have also helped the Lord..."

"The old lady is a slave, and the girl looks like this. The slave is hard to blame."

Mrs. Luo’s wife waved her hand. “It’s just an accident. I don’t have to blame the truth on your head. I’m not so unreasonable. You’re good at raising yourself. You’re used to taking care of you. I’m not at ease when others come. I will leave a person here to help me. When you are ready, let her go back to me."

"Thank you old lady."