The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 871: Get it

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It's not that he hasn't thought about this, but he comforted himself in his heart. Maybe he wasn't from Prince An, and maybe Qin Chong hadn't been released there yet. However, there was another person in his heart. The voice was saying, if it weren't for Prince An, who would be so anxious to get the recipe for Huanqingsan...

"Master, what I'm most worried about right now is not this. What I'm afraid of is that Prince An won't put Chong'er to death, but will find a harsher way to punish our family," Mrs. Qin said again, "You It is said that Prince Na An can even know secrets like Huan Qing San. Maybe he even knows...that you are working for the Queen Mother and poisoning Long Live Lord." At this point, Mrs. Qin With a worried look on his face, he looked at Qin Lu, "If he takes this matter to Master Long live, then our Qin family will be doomed. According to Master Long live's temperament, Ling Chi may be our destination, but if we are involved, If Chong'er is buried with us..."

Mrs. Qin couldn’t speak any more and covered her face and started crying again.

Qin Lu took a deep breath: "Then we have to prepare in advance, no matter what, we must keep Chong'er alive and let him survive."

"Yes, we must protect Chong'er no matter what. Chong'er has suffered for so many years for our Qin family. He is really... so pitiful. We must not let him work for the Qin family again. "I'll be buried with you," Mrs. Qin choked, reaching out to hold Qin Lu's hand and saying emotionally, "Master, whether you live or die, I will be with you."

"Ferner..." Qin Lu's eyes suddenly became moist, and his withered yellow hand suddenly held his old wife's equally withered and thin hand. When he spoke again, his voice was choked with sobs, "In this life, it is I'm sorry for you. Ever since you married into the Qin family, I haven't allowed you to have a peaceful life. Now, I have to drag you down..."

"Master, don't say such things," Mrs. Qin wiped away her tears, smiled at Qin Lu, and said softly, "Everyone knows that husband and wife are birds of the same forest. When disaster strikes, they fly separately. But if that's the case, what kind of couple are we? Master, I have enough to have you and me in this life."

"Ferner!" The next second, Qin Lu hugged his old wife and burst into tears.

……

It's night.

Changchun Palace.

"What did Meng Tan say?" Concubine Hui sat under the lamp, holding a small pair of delicate scissors in her hand, trimming her nails, and asked her personal maid Qingyun in a slow voice.

"Your Majesty, General Meng sent a message today, saying that the formula has been obtained," Qingyun said hurriedly, "General Meng will leave for the Western Region tonight."

"Have you got it?" Holding the scissors for a moment, Concubine Hui raised her head and looked at Qingyang, and asked with trembling lips, "Have you really got it? Don't tell me that Qin Lu made this nonsense to save his son. ”

"You can't be wrong," Qingyuan said with determination, "I've already cut off two of Doctor Qin's fingers, so Qin Lu has learned his lesson, and he definitely doesn't dare to mess with the formula. After all, Qin's sect is But for Qin Chong, who is such an independent figure, Qin Lu still has to count on Dr. Qin to spread the branches and branches of the Qin family, so don’t worry, Madam."

"Carry it forward?" Concubine Hui curled her lips sarcastically, lowered her head again, continued to cut her nails slowly, and sneered, "Such a wealthy family looks high and noble and dazzling, but on the inside Ah, he’s so dirty, how can such a powerful family be allowed to flourish? Haha, what’s the point of flourishing? How can it harm people?”

Qingyong was so busy that she echoed: "What the empress said, a scourge like Qin Lu, who is both a rat and a rat, is not worthy of living in the world, and the Qin family is even less worthy of being promoted. My empress, if you can't see it, Eyes, then whether Qin Lu lives or dies is not a matter of your words?"