Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Chapter 132 Drag her out! Cut off her hands!



Chapter 132 Drag her out! Cut off her hands!

"Go, Xuan."

"promise."

Xia Lin responded and then quickly walked out of the hall.

A quarter of an hour later.

Hu Ji held Hu Hai in her arms and walked into the hall.

She looked at Ying Zheng who was sitting at the top, and her already red eyes became even more moist.

A pair of eyes blinked gently, and two crystal tears slid down her face.

"His Majesty........"

The voice was choked.

Sad and tactful.

Hu Ji knelt down holding Hu Hai, looking up at the man at the top.

"Your Majesty, please help Hai'er..."

Ying Zheng raised his eyes and looked down.

Then Hu Hai was seen in Hu Ji's arms, with his eyes closed and his face pale.

He was obviously unconscious.

Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng was not surprised.

Fusu went to find Hu Hai and beat him up.

When Fusu stepped into the gate of Hu Hai Palace holding a stick, the Black Ice Guards had already come to report to him.

Ying Zheng looked at Hu Ji coldly, "What do you want me to do for you?"

When Hu Ji saw Ying Zheng's appearance, her heart sank.

In the past, whenever Hai'er got a little skin broken, Your Majesty would be extremely anxious.

But now her child is so badly injured.

Your Majesty was not moved at all and could still sit still? !

She choked and her lips trembled.

"Your Majesty... Hai'er... Hai'er and I, please stay in the palace."

"The eldest master barged in for no reason and beat Hai'er up."

"What crime or sin did my Hai'er commit that caused the eldest master to do such a cruel thing to him?"

"Wow...poor Haier, he is only three years old..."

"How could the eldest master have the heart to do this? He is still a child..."

Hu Ji cried as she spoke.

It looked so pathetic.

Hu Hai, who was in her arms, also frowned unconsciously and hummed softly.

“Ugh…it hurts…it hurts so much…”

"Father...I am in pain..."

After hearing Hu Ji's words, Ying Zheng's expression did not change at all.

"Is that what you came for?"

"Are you still threatening me with your and Hu Hai's lives?"

The expression on Hu Ji's face froze, "No... No... I dare not..."

She cried and said, "How dare I threaten your majesty..."

"Seeing Hai'er injured so badly, I am very worried."

"I just want to ask Your Majesty to hire a doctor for Hai'er. Hai'er's injury cannot be cured without seeing a doctor."

"If this continues, he will die..."

"Wuwuwu...I only have this one son...I beg Your Majesty to have mercy on me..."

Hu Ji looked at Ying Zheng with tearful eyes.

I just hope Ying Zheng can still have a little sympathy for her.

Unfortunately, she was destined to be disappointed.

Ying Zheng's expression didn't even change, he just spoke calmly.

"I remember that your palace always has some ointments for injuries."

"Just use those. There's no need to hire a doctor."

what?

Your Majesty didn't even hire a doctor for her child? ?

Hu Ji paused in her sobbing and widened her eyes in disbelief.

"Your Majesty? Those ointments are not enough!"

"Those are just ordinary medicines. They will take a very long time to heal Hai'er's injuries!"

"Hai'er is your son! How can you use such ordinary medicine?!"

Ying Zheng said, "What's wrong with my son? Why can't I use him?"

If he didn't want to keep Hu Hai alive so that he could give Fusu a training ground.

He didn't even want to give Hu Hai ordinary medicine.

Ying Zheng didn't want to bother with Hu Ji any more, "If you don't want to use it, just let him lie there."

After saying that, he waved to the guards beside him.

"Send Hu Ji and the Eighteenth Young Master back, and don't let them come out again."

"promise!"

The two guards responded in a deep voice and then walked towards Hu Ji.

Seeing Ying Zheng's expression, there was no sign of relaxation.

Hu Ji stopped crying and staggered to her feet while holding Hu Hai.

Before leaving, he looked at Ying Zheng again.

The man sitting at the top looked down at the memorial in his hand with a cold expression.

He didn't even give her a glance.

At this moment, Hu Ji's heart was completely dead.

She held Hu Hai in her arms, her whole body cold, and walked out of the hall step by step.

........

Watching Hu Ji walk into the palace gate, the guards slammed the door shut.

The sound made Hu Ji tremble.

Two more tears slid down my face.

This time it is true.

She walked towards the inner hall in a daze.

As I passed a small garden, I tripped over a stone.

"what!"

I sprained my ankle.

The hand loosened.

Hu Hai was thrown out, hit the ground and rolled twice.

"Well......."

Hu Hai, who was originally pretending to be unconscious, now actually fell into a coma.

Hu Ji's knees hit the ground and she screamed in pain.

"hiss......."

She yelled when she looked up and saw her son had fallen.

"Hai Er!!!"

The palace servants not far away also rushed over shouting.

"Eighteenth Young Master!!!"

Hu Ji quickly shouted at them, "Quick! Hurry and take Hai'er to my bedroom!"

"Yes!"

A group of people hurriedly carried Hu Hai into Hu Ji's bedroom.

There were also two palace maids, supporting Hu Ji on the left and right.

After finding the medicine from the box, Hu Ji gave instructions to several palace maids.

"Hurry up and get a basin of warm water to clean Hai'er's wound."

"Then apply this ointment, and be gentle! Don't hurt my child!"

"Yes."

Several palace servants responded and quickly went about their duties.

Some people helped Hu Hai to take off his robe, and some people went out to fetch water to fetch water.

After taking off all of Hu Hai's clothes, they looked at the bruises and purples all over his body.

Hu Ji's eyes turned red again and she covered her heart tightly.

Her poor child.

Warm water was brought in and the maid carefully held a clean handkerchief.

Wipe the dirty blood from Hu Hai's wound.

Even though the force was light, it still made the unconscious Hu Hai frown.

"Ugh... it hurts..."

Hu Ji ignored the pain in her knee and immediately stood up and took two quick steps.

He raised his hand and slapped the palace maid.

"Snapped!!!"

"You are so cruel! Are you trying to murder my son?!"

"I...I dare not! Please spare my life, Madam!"

The maid knelt down and begged for mercy with a look of horror on her face.

On her fair and tender cheek, a red and swollen slap mark instantly covered most of her face.

"Drag her out! Chop off her hands!"


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