Chapter 390 (2/2)

Yesterday, the skin and flesh were turned outward, and dozens of stitches were sealed, but there was no sound.

This gentleman has always had some kind of illness. He never complained of pain. He had to bite his teeth.

It is said that this injury was also to protect Fujin.

Su Peisheng closed his eyes and took them back.

He couldn't see it anymore.

Looking at the fourth master's injury, it's just like I've been injured.

Even, he would rather be a slave himself, instead of the fourth master to bear these.

After a short time, the doctor retired after taking good medicine.

Su Peisheng knelt down in front of the fourth master and said sincerely: ”master son, you'd better follow the long live master to inspect the Huaihe River or return to Beijing to recuperate. In case those schemers turn back and you are injured again, it's not safe here.”

”When is it up to you to decide when to do things, eh?” The fourth master raised his foot and kicked Su Peisheng on the shoulder. His eyes were sharp and said: ”if you are greedy for life and afraid of death, go back to Beijing by yourself. Don't hinder your eyes in front of you.”

”Don't, sir. I've been serving you since I was a child. I wish I could get hurt on your behalf. I'm afraid of life and death. I'm just worried about you.” As a slave, you can't just listen to the master.

Sometimes, it is necessary to give proper advice.

Even if you are beaten and scolded, you have to stand in the position of the master and speak out.

”Don't grind here. Even if you are hurt, you will stay.” The fourth Master said, gently blowing blow hair pain palm, ”this time, do not find Fujin, who also do not want to go back alive!”

As soon as this word came out, the servants and bodyguards in the room were frightened and trembling.The meaning of the fourth master's words is obvious.

If there is something wrong with Fujin, they must be buried with them.

Therefore, they have to work up 120000 spirit, try to find, or pray for the safety of Fujin.

At this time, Liu Hua's announcement came from outside, ”fourth master, Chen Shiwei, please see you.”

”Tell him to come in.” The fourth master moved his body and found a comfortable position to lean on the back of the chair to ease the pain of his waist and abdomen.

Then, Chen Biao went into the house. ”Fourth master, the slave found the remains of the carriage in the river beside the woods. In addition, he also found a pair of flowerpot soled shoes. I want you to confirm whether these shoes belong to Fujin.”

With that, the bodyguard behind him lifted the cloth on the tray.

It was a pair of purple flowerpot bottom, with silver thread on the vamp and dark plum blossom embroidery.

The fourth master only glanced lightly, and his thick eyebrows frowned.

He remembers that when a woman is in the car, it's the pair of shoes she wears.

Immediately, another servant showed the broken wood of the carriage, the clothes and jewelry in the bottom cabinet of the carriage to the fourth master.

See those dishevelled items, and women's favorite silver inlaid white jade plum blossom hairpin.

Fourth master's heart is sharp, on faint ache.

It was like someone was pinching his heart.

He severely bit the back alveolar, cold eyes squint, seems to be unable to accept this result.

”I want people. Who told you to show me these junk things? Well? ” He stood up, and with one foot he scattered the contents of the slave's hand.

Because the emotion is too excited, in addition to the kick is too high, pulled to the wound on the waist and abdomen.

He frowned. He felt the wound was burning. It should be a blood clot.

”Fourth master, listen to me. The silver inlaid white jade plum blossom hairpin was found on the Bank of the river, not in the river. Therefore, I decided that Fujin should still be alive.” Chen Biao knocked his head on the ground and did not dare to lift it up for a long time.

Seeing the pain in his wound, Su Peisheng helped him sit down again.