Lock and secure

The news that the princess had beaten the butler half to death without any evidence and even locked him up in the dungeon quickly spread throughout the palace. The injustice aroused public anger, and many people wanted to visit the butler. The maids and servants made a big fuss at the gate of Yong'an Garden, and the palace soldiers turned against each other.

The guards, whose faces were bruised and swollen after being beaten by the princess, stood guard in front of Yong'an Garden with knives, blocking all the maids and servants who wanted to rush into Yong'an Garden.

In front of the dungeon gate, many soldiers were holding swords and trying to force their way in.

In order to protect Yun Qing'er's body from being defiled by the angry maids and servants, Li Qingyun sent people to guard Yun Qing'er's body. He himself also forced himself to stay by the side, and the white cloth wrapped around his head was still oozing blood.

Ye Qing was checking Yun Qing'er's body. The purple and blue marks on Yun Qing'er's body were very obvious, and the deep scratches on her lower abdomen were shocking. Yun Qing'er was pregnant.

It was not a glorious thing for a maid to have affairs with a man in the mansion. If such a thing happened in an ordinary family, the master would beat her to death with sticks and throw her out of the house. If the prince were here, such a thing would be even more terrifying.

Ye Qing said nothing about Yun Qing'er's innocence being defiled by the men in the mansion.

Yun Qing'er burned all traces, cleaned the house spotlessly, and cleaned herself up thoroughly. I guess she didn't want the dirt to be known to others and didn't want to be disliked by her master.

She must be a woman who loves cleanliness and cherishes herself very much...

Unable to find any clues, and coupled with the riot in the mansion, Wang Guangcheng was eventually carried into a dilapidated house.

This house was not Wang Guangcheng's residence, because Wang Guangcheng lived in a very small side room in Yong'an Garden, and the princess was still lying in the east wing of Yong'an Garden. It was impossible to carry her back, so she could only be carried to this shabby little house.

Several guards were standing guard outside the house, and a group of maids, servants and palace soldiers were waiting anxiously at the door.

They are all orphans of people who were killed in the bloody incident ten years ago.

Some of them have never seen Wang Guangcheng. What brings them together is the familiar pain and the suddenly awakened hatred. Hatred brings them together here, and they all want to go in and see Wang Guangcheng, who has the same pain as them.

However, the only one who was let in was Wang Guangcheng's servant Zuo Yi.

Zuo Yi carefully entered the narrow room. When he saw his master's appearance, he was so frightened that he stood at the door and didn't dare to move for a long time.

Wang Guangcheng noticed someone coming in.

He tapped lightly on the bedside with his still-moving right hand.

This is a secret code. Zuo Yi hasn't heard such a secret code for a long time. This was the secret code between his housekeeper and him when they were living in the northwest.

Zuo Yi mustered up the courage to walk to the bedside and wanted to hear what Wang Guangcheng had to say. Wang Guangcheng's mouth was broken and he couldn't speak, but he was still tapping the edge of the bed lightly.

Zuo Yi understood, reached out and placed Wang Guangcheng's hand in his palm.

Wang Guangcheng drew a few words on the palm of his hand. Zuo Yi's eyes widened, and he quickly withdrew his hand, looking at Wang Guangcheng with horror.

Wang Guangcheng stared at him with his one eye. The two men were in a stalemate for a long time. Zuo Yi finally made up his mind and stretched out his hand again. Wang Guangcheng continued to draw a few words on the palm of his hand. Zuo Yi nodded firmly at Wang Guangcheng.

Wang Guangcheng saw him nod, his one eye suddenly widened, his body twitched twice, and two mouthfuls of black blood gushed out of his mouth.

Zuo Yi was so scared that he screamed. The guards outside the door came in and saw Wang Guangcheng's appearance. They immediately told Zuo Yi to go out and call Doctor Ye over. When Ye Qing came, he just walked into the room and took a look. The guards went out and drove away all the maids, servants and palace soldiers on the grounds that Butler Wang needed to rest.

When the maids, servants and guards saw that Doctor Ye had said that the housekeeper needed to rest, they all left.

After everyone left, the three people in the room looked solemn.

Zhang Jiji frowned and said, "The news of Wang Guangcheng's death must not be known to anyone before the prince wakes up! Otherwise, there will be chaos in the palace!"

Li Qingyun nodded on the side.

Ye Qing had a serious expression on his face. He was exhausted from running around all day. He couldn't help but complain, "Qin Xi must give me gold this time, otherwise I, Ye, will be at a huge disadvantage!"

The three of them stopped talking. After a while, Ye Qing broke the silence: "The situation in the mansion is temporarily stable. Xiao Qingyun, you should go and rest first. The hole in your head is still bleeding."

Li Qingyun did not force them and left. Ye Qing also left. Zhang Jiji sent a few more guards to guard the broken house and left as well.

Luo Yao regained consciousness amid Luo Xinchen's soft sobs. Ye Qing came over to check on him. Luo Yao had regained consciousness, but refused to wake up, and Ye Qing had no choice.

The maid brought the food and took it away unopened.

Luo Yao's mind flashed back to every moment he spent with Qing'er...

When a person wants to commit suicide, he or she will send out a distress signal to the outside world...

Qing'er must have asked him for help...

Ignored by him...

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and scenes emerged in his mind, like a comic strip on a kaleidoscope, replaying back to the morning when he last saw Qing'er.

That day, before dawn, Qing'er had to go back to the laundry room and came to say goodbye to him...

Is that the day? Not that day!

The memory goes back to the time when the four of them were sitting around stools with their legs upturned and eating hot pot.

Qing'er took off the beautiful makeup he had carefully applied on her...

"Qing'er took it off because she felt it was inconvenient to eat."

The evasive look in Qing'er's eyes when she said this flashed through my mind...

Qing'er never ate so roughly... She didn't want him to notice anything unusual, so she deliberately stuffed her mouth full. This way, he would think that her rough eating would ruin her makeup and he would stop asking about removing her makeup...

Before that, Qing'er...

I must have put on some beautiful makeup on her on a whim and that's why she got upset...

I killed Qing'er... I let her play with her brother instead of me, which is why she was punished and sent to the laundry room... That's why she had to go through all this... It's all my fault...

I killed her!

I killed her!

My tears are like a burst dam, I can't stop them, my heart hurts so much, I can't breathe!

Luo Yao curled up into a small ball, holding his chest tightly, but the pain that could not be stopped was killing him.

Eyes opened suddenly.

A Shi found that Luo Yao had woken up and walked forward happily. Luo Xinchen also quickly stopped sobbing.

However, Luo Yao, who had regained consciousness, sat up and gasped for breath, his eyes red and a low, terrifying whimper emanating from his throat, making the two men afraid to approach...

"Master..." Ah Shi stretched out his hand and wanted to touch his eldest master.

Before he touched Luo Yao, Luo Yao quickly dodged away like a startled wild beast, turned his head and looked at him warily with bloodshot eyes.

Young master, don’t you remember him?

Ah Shi quickly withdrew his hand.

Luo Xinchen climbed onto the high bed from the other side without knowing how, and hugged Luo Yao's head.

Luo Yao was looking at Ah Shi warily, but he didn't react. After being hugged, he quickly reacted and was about to struggle. Then he heard his brother's milky voice:

"Brother, don't be afraid... Chenchen is here..."

Tears welled up in Luo Yao's eyes, and he hugged his brother tightly with his hands tied with white cloth, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. He leaned in Tuanzi's small arms and finally cried out loud.

Seeing this scene, Ah Shi on the side burst into tears.

His brother cried, but Luo Xinchen didn't cry. He hugged his brother and patted his brother's back, imitating the way his brother coaxed him.

After crying for more than half an hour, Luo Yao finally calmed down. When he calmed down, he realized that this was not his bed. He struggled to get out of bed, holding his brother. His hands were full of holes and hurt, so he moved his butt to the edge of the bed.

Ah Shi was still sobbing. Seeing his young master about to get out of bed, he went forward to help Luo Yao put on his shoes. After the shoes were put on, Luo Yao was about to carry his brother away.

The little boy started to struggle. He knew his brother's hand was injured and he didn't want his brother to hold him. He wanted to get down and walk by himself. Luo Yao put his brother down and Luo Xinchen immediately grabbed two of his fingers.

The big one and the small one went out of the door. Ah Shi closed the door of the East Wing and followed them while sobbing.

The drizzle outside stopped and the three of them went home.