Su Gongzi Training Husband's Blood and Sweat History

The setting sun seemed to be splashed with blood, and it hung bright red on the horizon, and the surrounding clouds lined up layer by layer, making people feel like gauze wrapped in blood clots.

"Chu Wen!" Someone yelled, Su Guanyan turned around in panic and looked around.He is not in the palace, nor in Jinyang, but the most familiar Luzhou eighteen alleys!It’s still the same old street, the high threshold and the vermilion gate haven’t changed at all, but just as I opened my mouth to respond, I felt my face was a little wet, and I stretched out my hand to wipe it, but it wasn’t the tears of returning home after a long absence.The blood on the hands trickled down between the fingers, at first it was drop by drop, then it got faster and faster, more and more, and finally it became a small stream of blood, which gradually wet the uppers of the shoes and the robe... …

Su Guanyan sat up from the bed in shock, touched her back and found that her clothes were soaked in cold sweat.It's still dim outside, it's time for early workers, but it's too early for "male favourites".

Rolling up the quilt into a ball and hugging her in her arms, Su Guanyan cursed sullenly, "You son of a bitch! You softie!"

After scolding, I can't tell who is scolding.Su Guanyan was even more panicked!He simply kicked the quilt away, and retreated to the bed again.No more sleepiness, my mind started to turn non-stop: "What did Han Xinchen mean yesterday? To warn him? That would not be to take the butler An's knife! Is it not because of this, can there be other reasons? Could it be Anping himself Have you touched the bad luck of this 'Raksha ghost'? Or is it Jiang Chongqin playing some other tricks? In short, he can't really be for my food problem!"

With a sullen face, Su Guanyan turned over, took out a green jade pendant from under the head of the bed, and rubbed it in his hand for a long time before carefully putting it back: "The previous account will be settled later, no matter how much you resent it, now Bless me! If I die, our Chu family will really have no hope!"

Being beaten terribly, Director An was given a rare one-day vacation. After all, it was uncomfortable to sleep on his stomach.After staring at the person sitting at the table, Anping rolled off the bed, lifted his buttocks and kowtowed: "The prince is visiting, it is the old servant who neglected you. You should be punished!"

Han Xinchen raised his eyes, looked away at the gauze-wrapped buttocks, and said, "What kind of punishment is there for beating up like this? Today, the king is here to ask you something."

Anping lay on the ground, not daring to move, the pain on his buttock made him sweat: "My lord, please tell me!"

"You lie down on the bed! Seeing you like this, I feel uncomfortable." Han Xinchen pointed to the bed: "Anping, tell me why I punished you yesterday?"

Anping stood on tiptoe, moved onto the bed bit by bit, checked that there was no one else around, and said in a low voice, "My lord, are you going to use this old slave to warn Mr. Su?"

"He's not good enough." Han Xinchen curled his lips, raised his chin and said, "Anping, you have watched me grow up since I was a child. If you want to punish me, you won't think that you are punished by a male favorite! Think carefully about some things! "

Anping moved his body, and gently wiped the sweat from his brow: "Could it be that what happened to Mr. Ling yesterday, the prince blamed the old servant for talking too much!"

"What you said is not wrong, why did this king punish you?" Han Xinchen frowned, shook his head and said, "Actually, I don't blame you! I didn't notice it myself, until yesterday when Mr. Su was singing, suddenly I remembered something! Ten years ago, in the Luzhou restaurant, this king did order people to sing songs, but at that time, I was not the one who rewarded my grandfather and grandson for singing songs!"

I don't know if it hurts, but Anping's face twitched: "Who do you still remember, my lord?"

Han Xinchen's face darkened a lot, and his tone was also biting coldly: "It's a man surnamed Chu, and something else happened later, I put their family..."

Speaking of the Truman tragedy, Anping remembered it clearly, but a joke cost 26 lives!How ridiculous!How ridiculous!

At that time, people who came to complain about injustices crowded several streets, and the magistrate of Luzhou also resigned because of this incident and returned to his hometown. Unconsciously trembling: "My lord, could it be that Su Guanyan came to seek revenge for the Chu family..."

Han Xinchen was so cold that frost could form all over his body. He frowned and didn't relax. He sat for a long time with a dark face and said, "Anping, it's you who lured wolves into the house, so you should be punished!"

"Whether he is or not, as long as there is a threat, he shouldn't keep it." Anping calmed down his emotions, and his eyes showed fierceness: "Tomorrow, the old slave will ask Su Guanyan to disappear!"

After a long silence, Han Xinchen stood up with a "huh", and the frost all over his body was dried by anger: "Ten years! It's been ten years! Why is it about Luzhou again! The emperor, the king of Qin, and the king of Qi killed each other in one year." Are there few people? Twenty-six lives are just a fraction, so everyone likes to hold on to this matter! My father blamed me for this matter for a long time, and the courtiers kept accusing me of being cruel. Now... now... now an actor dares to sneak into the palace to seek revenge for the Chu family! I am not reconciled! I am not reconciled!"

Killing people is not slaughtering animals, so can you kill if you want to?Other people always have an excuse to kill, but you, Prince Chu, took the lives of a whole family for no reason as soon as you opened your mouth.I understand it in my heart, but I can't say these words even if they are rotten in my stomach. Anping sighed helplessly: "My lord, this old slave knew that you were confused at the time! But it can't be undone if it happens, so keep Su Guanyan It's not a problem after all!"

"He's going to kill me, he's already done it." Han Xinchen took a deep breath, at least suppressed the outburst of anger, and walked back to the chair: "He must have another purpose! It can trap me for the rest of my life! Su Guanyan wants to play, and this king will play with him until he gives up! Play until he kneels and begs this king to let him go! Ten years ago they had nothing to do, and it will be the same ten years later!"

Seeing how the grown-up child can't figure out his temper, his intelligence is extremely intelligent, and his temper is really bad to the extreme, Anping's voice was as soft as possible, for fear of irritating him again at this time: "My lord, it's not a fighting spirit now. Time. Now that you know that Su Guanyan has ulterior motives, you should get rid of him as soon as possible, such laissez-faire is just breeding tigers!"

"Whoever said it doesn't matter?" Han Xinchen hooked the corner of his mouth, with all kinds of calculations: "This king is watching him personally! No living person or dead ghost in Luzhou can escape!"

Persuading him again is just asking for money, Anping shut his mouth wisely, but he has another plan in his heart.

Han Xinchen could plan to fight Su Guanyan slowly step by step, but Director An was unwilling to let this "poison seed" go.Perhaps in the eyes of the prince, Anping is just a servant who serves him, but Anping has more affection for Han Xinchen.

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