After Her Divorce, She Escaped With A Strong Man To Farm

Chapter 546: Chapter 546. The Love Between Husband And Wife

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Xiao Zeyu squatted on the ground and looked at the dying Wan Qingzhi His back was a bloody mess, and the skin on his back had been peeled off. Xiao Zeyu’s voice was deep but unquestionable,

“Tell me, and I’ll give you a quick death.”

Wan Qingzhi fell silent when he heard Xiao Zeyu’s question. Xiao Zeyu didn’t waste any more time with him, standing up and ordering the soldiers, “Drag him down and skin him all over.”

“No, no, I’ll tell you, but I only have one request. If I tell you, give me a quick death.”

Wan Qingzhi’s eyes were filled with terror when he heard that he was going to be skinned again. He anxiously called out to Xiao Zeyu. He didn’t ask him to let him go. He already had a disability now. He didn’t want to humiliate himself. He wanted to die.

“Sure, I was going to tear you apart. Since you’re willing to cooperate, I’ll leave your corpse intact.”

Xiao Zeyu nodded and agreed to Wan Qingzhi’s request to leave his corpse intact.

When Wan Qingzhi heard that Xiao Zeyu had promised to leave his corpse intact, he was extremely grateful.

“Thank you.”

Xiao Zeyu looked at him coldly, his face as cold as ice as he sat in his chair, waiting for his answer.

‘ It’S a man called Qian Jinhai. He’s one of the successors of Luban Gate He recommended himself to my father, saying he could make a great killing weapon.”

Wan Qingzhi’s face was dripping with sweat as he spoke. He was afraid that Su Qing and Xiao Zeyu would go back on their words and make him experience hell again.

Therefore, he spoke very quickly and immediately said that person’s name.

Su Qing and Xiao Zeyu looked at each other. They had never heard of this name before. Could it be that they were wrong?

But how did Qian Jinhai get the blueprint of the mortar?

Su Qing even suspected that someone had transmigrated from her era.

“Qing’er, go and have a good rest. Don’t look at this bloody scene.”Google seaʀᴄh ɴoᴠel ꜰɪre.nᴇt

Xiao Zeyu used the sleeve of his battle robe to block Su Qing’s thoughtful gaze as she looked at Wan Qingzhi. He raised his hand to block Su Qing’s eyes, not allowing her to see Wan Qingzhi’s bloody back.

I ve already said it. Give me a quick death!”

Wan Qingzhi’s back was in extreme pain. The pain had destroyed his will. He only wished to die quickly and not suffer anymore.

“Alright.”

Xiao Zeyu kept his word. He took out his father’s Luan saber and walked down from the chair. He approached Wan Qingzhi step by step. Every step he took was like stepping on Wan Qingzhi’s heart. He gulped and felt an inexplicable fear towards Xiao Zeyu. It was as if he was looking at his furious father.

Wan Qingzhi’s face was ashen. He didn’t even want to beg Xiao Zeyu for mercy. He stared blankly at Xiao Zeyu as he walked closer to him. His eyes were filled with despair.

It was over. He was going to die here today!

Wan Qingzhi, who had been begging for death just a moment ago, thought of how Xiao Zeyu would slaughter him like a chicken, his eyes lit up with a desire to live.

However, when he thought of the hatred between his family and Xiao Zeyu’s family, Wan Qingzhi, who wanted to plead for mercy, lowered his head with a defeated expression. If he begged for mercy, it might be worse than being skinned alive.

Xiao Zeyu didn’t want Su Qing to see this bloody scene, so he grabbed Wan Qingzhi by the collar and threw him out of the tent like a little chick into the snow.

The blood on Wan Qingzhi’s back dyed the snow beneath him red. He was about to die. His heart was filled with fear. SeeingXiao Zeyu walking towards him with a knife, Wan Qingzhi used all his strength to roll in the snow. He looked like a white grub in a toilet.

Xiao Zeyu grabbed Wan Qingzhi’s hair and lightly cut his neck with the Luan saber.

Wan Qingzhi felt a chill in his throat, and warm blood spurted out. Looking at the blood-stained snow, Wan Qingzhi’s legs twitched, and his eyes widened in horror as he died.

“Drag him out.”

Xiao Zeyu was in a good mood after getting his revenge. He ordered his soldiers to drag Wan Qingzhi’s corpse out. After all, it was a waste of time to feed him. Killing him was most worry-free.

Since he had promised to leave Wan Qingzhi’s corpse intact, he had to keep his word. Xiao Zeyu walked over and searched Wan Qingzhi’s body. He took out a green jade from Wan Qingzhi’s waist. It was a round jade pendant. It was warm and cool. Wearing it on his wrist would nourish his blood.

Xiao Zeyu still wanted to ask Wan Qingzhi what had happened to the captured soldiers.

But thinking about the brutality of the Wan Family Army, the answer was cruel. Xiao Zeyu didn’t want to hear it anymore; it would make his heart ache.

The soldiers in the army were all registered. Every time they returned from a battle, they had to count the number of people to see who had died in battle. Xiao Zeyu gave all the soldiers who died in battle a lavish burial and gave their families a sum of compensation money. His kindness was also why the soldiers were willing to follow him.

su Qing walked out of the main tent and saw Xiao Zeyu grabbing Wan Qingzhi’s hair and slashing his neck like he was killing a chicken. Blood splattered out and dyed the snow red.

Su Qing felt a wave of nausea and turned around to vomit. Xiao Zeyu saw Su Qing vomit and quickly put away his Luan blade. He strode to hug Su Qing’s shoulder and gently patted her back.

“I told you not to come out. Why didn’t you listen?”

“I’m fine!”

Su Qing’s tears were flowing out of her eyes. She waved her hand to signal Xiao Zeyu not to worry.

Strangely, she had never vomited when the battlefield was covered in blood.

Why couldn’t she take it anymore?

She gently stroked her stomach. The child knew how to be considerate of her mother. Otherwise, she would not be able to see Shuisheng alive if surrounded by the iron armor formation and vomited until the sky turned dark.

“Go back to the tent and rest. I’ll accompany you when I’m done.”

Xiao Zeyu’s heart ached as he supported Su Qing and sent her back to the warm tent to rest.

su Qing had wanted to check on the injured, but Xiao Zeyu pushed her back to the warm tent, and she couldn’t go. She could only hand the medicine to Xiao Zeyu,

“Use this medicine on the wounded soldiers.”

Xiao Zeyu took the medicine and hugged Su Qing for a while. His heart was in turmoil. He thought of the torture his father had suffered and could not let go of his hatred.

“Qing’er, thank you.”

Xiao Zeyu hugged Su Qing tightly before letting her go. He kissed Su Qing’s forehead, his pitch-black eyes staring at Su Qing with deep affection. If it weren’t for Qing’er, he would have died several times. How could he even talk about avenging his father?

“What’s there to thank between husband and wife?”

Su Qing saw Xiao Zeyu’s deep frown and raised her hand to push his furrowed brows away. A smile hung on her lips, and her voice was as gentle as water.

You should thank me as a husband to a wife.”

Xiao Zeyu lowered his head and looked at the little woman in his arms. Su Qing would only let go of her cold aura when she was beside him, turning into a gentle wind that warmed his heart.

Xiao Zeyu left to save the injured and deal with Wan Qingzhi’s body.

Su Qing was in a hurry to wash away the smell of blood on her body. The child in her stomach did not like this smell.

A guard brought hot water over. Su Qing removed her clothes and soaked in the hot water with her eyes closed.

She could not help but frown. Who was Qian Jinhai? Did Qin Tie have anything

to do with the mortars falling into the hands of the imperial court?

Five days later, a servant of the Qing Prince’s mansion in the capital went out from the back door to pour the night incense. He accidentally kicked something and looked down to see that it was a brocade box. Because he had kicked it, it had fallen to the bottom of the steps. The servant who poured the mght incense walked over to take a look and was instantly frightened. His hand trembled and scattered the night waste over the thing that rolled out of the brocade box..