The Vicious Villain is Beauty and the Strong [Quick Transmigration]

Shao Zhong paused, and there was that familiar face in his eyes.

At this time, because the face was in a deep sleep, without the usual arrogance and slyness, it looked very harmless.

His face was pale, his delicate eyebrows were tightly knit together, and his lips were trembling constantly.

There was a subtle change in Shao Zhong's heart for a moment, and the next moment he turned around not to look at the person on the bed, and walked towards the door.

Suddenly He Qing's cries for help became louder and louder, and a sound of shock exploded in the bedroom: "Don't hit me!"

Shao Zhong turned his head to look at He Qing, if He was sober, he could just talk about business.

In the end, what he saw was a face covered in cold sweat. Shao Zhong took a few steps forward and shook He Qing with his hands.

As soon as his hand touched He Qing's body, the arm hanging in the air was grabbed. The hand was trembling, trembling, and fearing something...

Shao Zhong lightly stroked that hand away. Originally, that hand was lightly resting on it, so it was easily lifted away.

Shao Zhong saw that He Qing's complexion was very bad, he bent down half of his body, lowered his voice and called He Qing.

He Qing seemed to have heard Shao Zhong's voice, his brows gradually relaxed, and his lips did not tremble as much as before.

Seeing that He Qing was in better condition, Shao Zhong prepared to leave.

When he saw this face, he felt a slight strangeness in his heart.

His waist was bloody and bloody from the slapping board, and the pain in his body dissipated the slightest throbbing.

Just when his body just turned around, that little hand grabbed his clothes.

"Woooo...my concubine mother is not a slut..." He Qing's voice was soft, full of fear and distrust, "concubine mother is the best person in the world...uuuu..."

A crack appeared on Shao Zhong's face, he stretched out his hand and pulled the hand off, but this time he failed.

He Qing's hand was tightly grabbing the corner of his clothes, like a drowning man holding on to the last straw.

"Yafu...why didn't you save me earlier...I'm in so much pain..." He Qing's body curled up slowly, the clothes on his body were already scattered, and at this moment it was more like a thin piece of silk was covered on top.

Shao Zhong was suddenly in a trance.

When he met He Qing for the first time, he thought he was like this, on an extremely cold winter day.

At that time, he was still a young eunuch, and his daily food was only two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge.

He always felt like he was alive

It's also very good, send the monthly salary back to my hometown, help my elder brother marry a wife early, and I can be considered full and warm in the palace.

As long as you are cautious and don't make any mistakes, you can live a lifetime in peace.

Until that day when I saw He Qing, that face was exactly the same as in memory.

He was ecstatic, happy for her, thinking that she had finally given birth to a child of his own, so she should be happy, right?

He looked at He Qing from a distance, secretly happy in his heart, he knew that he could not give her happiness in this life, but seeing her have his own child was already his greatest happiness.

Suddenly another group of children broke into the picture. They were dressed extravagantly and shining golden. Shao Zhong's eyes flashed a gleam, blurring his vision for a while, and then the thin figure fell to the ground.

While kicking and beating He Qing, the group of children abused him recklessly, which was unbearable.

Shao Zhong's heart hangs high, they are all princes, why should a group of people bully He Qing?

But he was just a eunuch, if he rushed up at this time, he might be killed with a stick.

He squatted in the grass, waiting for the group of children to leave.

After an unknown amount of time, the snow piled up to his ankles, and the group of children finally left.

Shao Zhong hurried up to check on He Qing, he wanted to ask: Where is your mother?Why are they bullying you?

As a result, before he could go up, he saw a small figure stumbling up from the ground, his clothes were stained with a few small footprints.

As he got closer, Shao Zhong realized that although the clothes looked of high quality, the fabric had been washed white long ago, and there were still a few patches in the hidden places.

He Qing's height was only around his waist, his small face was skinny, his eyes took up most of his face, but there was nothing inside.

He Qing saw him and looked at him timidly, "You...you are..."

"Where's your mother and concubine?" Shao Zhong didn't know why, he broke his own rules for the first time and asked such an outrageous question.

He Qing's eyes darkened instantly, "Dead."

Shao Zhong's heart was dug out, and he suddenly couldn't say anything, because he knew that what he said was nonsense, and it was useless.

He suddenly understood He Qing's situation.

I also understand that I am selfish.

He looked at the palm-sized face, slowly squatted down, reached out and stroked it, "Does it hurt?"

He Qingcai was five

When someone asked him if he was in pain, He Qing wrinkled his nose and burst into tears.

Those empty eyes also had feelings, and two lines of tears flowed from their sockets.

Shao Zhong's clothes were tightly held by He Qing's hands, and He Qing was out of breath crying, "Why didn't my concubine come to me... woo woo woo..."

Shao Zhong stroked He Qing's hair, he was not a good talker, even though He Qing was in tears, he couldn't say a word.

He Qing's tears fell drop by drop from his chin to the ground, he suddenly raised his eyes, to Shao Zhong's surprise, his eyes became bright at this moment, He Qing asked: "Are you my father?" ?”

Shao Zhong shook his head.

The light in He Qing's eyes gradually dissipated with Shao Zhong's movements.

He let go of Shao Zhong's clothes, turned around stubbornly and left.

That thin back figure seemed to fall down if blown by the wind.

Shao Zhong suddenly thought of her, if she was still alive and saw her son living like this, would she resent herself for not being optimistic about him?

Shao Zhong tightened his palms and followed.

When he reached the corner of Lenggong, Shao Zhong stopped, and suddenly heard a loud slap.

His heart jumped into his throat instantly, and he ran in regardless.

A fleshy woman was stepping on little He Qing, and she scolded: "Little bitch! Where did you go fooling around?! The clothes are so dirty! I have to wash them for you!"

Shao Zhong went up and kicked the woman's waist, causing the woman to fall to the ground.

Shao Zhong stepped forward to check He Qing's situation.

He Qing's eyes were dazed, and he yelled helplessly, "Mother...I'm in so much pain...Am I going to die..."

Shao Zhong hugged He Qing, the small body in his arms exuded a coldness, colder than the hearts of the people he saw in the palace.

The woman called other palace servants, Shao Zhong was dragged out, and was severely beaten.

But he doesn't regret it...

He just regretted why he couldn't protect her child.

Later, while slowly accumulating strength, Shao Zhong secretly rescued He Qing who was in the cold palace.

The five-year-old He Qing gradually overlapped with the current He Qing, and Shao Zhong's heart was in a mess.

Time can change many things, and it can also turn an innocent child into a murderous demon.

Shao Zhong smoothed He Qing's frown carefully.

Because He Qing slept on the inside of the bed, his body had to lean forward, and because of this, the flesh and blood in his waist was involved, and the pain of tearing spread from the muscles in his waist to the whole body, but Shao Zhong's face did not change at all.

After decades of struggling in the palace, he has long been used to all kinds of pain.

Little by little warmth spread to the fingertips, Shao Zhong's fingertips slipped an inch, and landed on the closed eyes.

These eyes are most like hers.