The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

Chapter 147

With Guan Boya's order, the driver got out of the car to untie Young Master Li and Manu, took out a knife and cut the hemp rope, Shen Qingchuan followed, and saw that their clothes were still bleeding, their faces were as pale as dead people, kneeling here I haven't drank a sip of water all day, and my pale lips have a dry layer of dead skin.

Dying appearance, I don't know life or death.

Originally, both of them were to be supported by the driver, but Shen Qingchuan insisted on following. The dark-skinned and tall man slave supported by the driver, how could Shen Qingchuan help the man slave? If the slave touches Mr. Xiao Shen's body, he will definitely be angry.

"Mr. Xiao Shen, let me help him." The driver mentioned the unconscious man slave, so close that he could smell the bloody smell of the man slave mixed with the sour smell of rotten tomatoes.

It seems that Master Li didn't want the horse slave to live at all, so he ordered a few strong men to flog the horse slave more than 30 times, trying to beat him to death.

He was also made to kneel on the street for a long time, wearing only a thin shirt, blowing the cold autumn wind, the wound was stuck to the tattered clothes, and the blood stains on the clothes had already been dried by the autumn wind.

But fortunately, he was still breathing, and his chest was still heaving.

This horse slave is also considered a strong man, and his life is considered tough.

On the other side, the condition of Young Master Li supported by Shen Qingchuan is not so good. His breath is faint, like a gossamer. He is the young master of Jingui Bookseller with a weak physique. His mind was damaged, half his life was lost, and now he still has a high fever, and his skin is hot and piled up with heat.

"Young Master Li, are you okay?" Shen Qingchuan didn't dislike the other party's dirty body, supported Young Master Li, and touched his forehead with the back of his hand, it was as hot as a small stove.

Young Master Li still had a little bit of weak consciousness, and he opened his eyes vainly, his previously delicate eyebrows and eyes lacked brilliance at this moment.

Seemingly still alive, Shen Qingchuan heaved a sigh of relief, the top priority is to send the two of them to the hospital as soon as possible, otherwise they might not survive the night.

Li Xiaosi and Zhang Laoliu, who were guarding the two, came back from the food stall five or six meters away. They ate a few bowls of small wontons, with a layer of soup oil on their mouths. Master Li ordered them to guard Young Master Li and Manu who were rescued.

How can this work? Master Li wants to make Young Master Li and the man slave kneel for a day and a night. No one can plead, not even the second Miss Li. Mr. Li cannot be returned to life.

"Who are you, dare to meddle in Mr. Li's family affairs." Li Xiaosi and Zhang Laoliu, one fat and one thin, blocked Shen Qingchuan's whereabouts.

"The two of them will die if they kneel down again." Shen Qingchuan said with clear eyes and a clear voice blended into the autumn wind.

"Don't meddle in your own business, this is Mr. Li's family business." Li Xiaosi glanced at Shen Qingchuan, saw that he was white and clean, and looked at him, and guessed he was the young master of some upstart rich family in Bohai City.

Mr. Li can be counted as a person with a head and face. The Li family has a deep foundation and is a well-known old and famous family in Bohai City. As the children of the Li family, they are not afraid of offending others.

Knowing that these two were evil servants, Shen Qingchuan turned cold and frowned, his life was at stake, but these two evil servants were so disregarded, not to mention that one of the dying two was the young master they had served in the past.

The world is so cold, probably because he knows that Young Master Li has completely become the abandoned son of Mr. Li, so he tends to pursue profit like this.

Shen Qingchuan made up his mind that he must rescue these two people today, and ignored the obstruction of the two evil servants, he helped Young Master Li to walk in the direction of the car across the street.

Seeing that Shen Qingchuan didn't listen to their good words to dissuade him, Li Xiaosi was furious, and he drank a few cups of hot wine, and the smell of alcohol came from his gallbladder. He spat and said, "I will teach you noble young masters a lesson today, so that you can remember it long."

Li Xiaosi opened his five fingers and raised his arms high. There was a person hanging from Shen Qingchuan's body. Although this Young Master Li was thin, he was still a grown man. up.

Shen Qingchuan was ready to receive this slap, and he was also prepared to take Young Master Li away.

"Ah—" A scream sounded in the street.

It was not Shen Qingchuan but Li Xiaosi who made the cry. A slender and strong hand with well-defined joints grabbed Li Xiaosi's wrist from behind, and using skillful force to fold it back, Li Xiaosi's wrist was dislocated. .

"Who do you want to have a long memory?"

Guan Boya's thin lips evoked a slight smile, and a gleam of coldness flashed across the jet-black Danfeng eyes, and the terrifying momentum revealed was as overwhelming as an iceberg and avalanche. The indifference revealed at this moment even shocked Shen Qingchuan After a while, even if he knew that Guan Boya was not targeting him.

The loose jet-black hair is gathered around the shoulders, and the dark green and emerald gold-patterned clothes on Guan Boya's body are like a peacock prince with peacock feathers, extremely noble and proud. People can think of him as a woman.

To be glanced at coldly by him is like wandering on the death line for a while.

Li Xiaosi yelled in pain, his body broke out in cold sweat, and wanted to stretch out his other hand to hit Guan Boya hard, but Guan Boya kicked him violently.

Guan Boya used all her ruthlessness to vent out all the anger that was pent up in her heart today.

Today he was quite angry with Shen Keyuan. In the past, whoever dared to touch a single hair of his little begonia would have to save half of life for others, so he was concerned about Shen Qingchuan's feelings, so he didn't make a move against Shen Keyuan.

The fat and strong man who weighed nearly [-] kilograms was kicked into a pile of long bamboo poles one meter away in an instant. He yelled on the ground, unable to stand up.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Laoliu dared to go to Guan Boya. This is not to snatch the judge's pen and check it in the fate book. If he thinks his life is too long, he will send his soul to the king of hell, and he doesn't care about Li Xiaosi's life or death. , just running away with his own life in mind.

Guan Boya's narrow and frivolous Danfeng eyes glanced at the fair and clean young man not far away, seeing Shen Qingchuan still standing there with a dazed expression, his eyes fell on the Young Master Li who was hanging on Shen Qingchuan, his brows frowned, and then You secretly hid your dissatisfaction in your eyes.

"Why are you still standing here?" The voice seemed to be wrapped in wind and snow, and fell into Shen Qingchuan's ears rustlingly.

Before Shen Qingchuan could react, Guan Boya stretched out his hand and pulled Young Master Li off Shen Qingchuan's body, and then threw him on the driver's body. The clean and neat movements were done in one go without any hesitation.

"Alas—" Shen Qingchuan subconsciously stretched out his hand in the direction where the driver was standing. Seeing Guan Boya being so reckless, he was afraid that the driver would not be able to catch Young Master Li. Young Master Li already had a fever and was injured, so what if the injury worsened.

Ah!If you can't even support two people, you are not worthy to be his subordinate.

Guan Boya asked the driver to help the breathing young master Li and the comatose man slave to the back seat of the car. Naturally, a doctor would treat them when they drove back.

Guan Boya took out a snow-white silk handkerchief, walked to Shen Qingchuan's side, gently wiped away the slight dirt on Shen Qingchuan's shoulders under the night, then wiped his palm carefully, and threw the silk handkerchief to the ground , took Shen Qingchuan's hand, and the two walked back.

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Yuhua Mansion.

Seeing that the two masters had come back, the servant asked the cook to serve the steaming meals. Shen Qingchuan didn't eat much in Shen's mansion. After returning to Yuhua mansion, he didn't know if he felt relaxed. Sometimes secrets were exposed in his heart. On the contrary, I was not so depressed or worried about things, but I felt like I was relieved of the burden after breaking the jar.

The night was darkened by the bitterly cold autumn wind outside.

The room was brightly lit, the table was full of steaming meals, and the person he loved the most was by his side. Shen Qingchuan really felt like he had returned to a safe haven.

Holding red jade chopsticks in his hand, Guan Boya carefully picked out the fish bones one by one, and then put the snow-white and tender fish with shredded ginger into Shen Qingchuan's bowl, with a smile in his voice, as if coaxing a child, and said , "What are you looking at me for, eat obediently."

Shen Qingchuan's voice was very soft, like a gentle spring breeze confiding, making people feel pity in his heart, and said, "Bo Ya, it would be great if we could always be like this."

Guan Boya paused when he picked the fishbone, saw Shen Qingchuan's eyes crooked like bright crescent moons when he smiled, and knew that although Shen Qingchuan was smiling, there was uncertainty and sadness hidden under his eyes, so he said, "We Of course we can always be together."

"You've been tied to me for the rest of your life, and it's too late to regret it now."

"I want to be with you in my next life." Shen Qingchuan thought to himself if Guan Boya was a girl, or if he was a girl, maybe there would not be so many hardships between them.

Shen Qingchuan looked at Guan Boya, his eyes were as clear and clear as a pool of spring water under the light, there was love and broken sadness in them, as if he wanted to enter Guan Boya's soul.

"Qingchuan." Guan Boya's lips and teeth held the syllable of the name for a moment, and she looked at Shen Qingchuan very seriously.

"You don't have to worry, we will always be together, I will overcome all difficulties for you, you just need to be at ease with me."

Shen Qingchuan seemed to feel that it was a bit stupid for him to talk about this topic at this time. Although what happened today is not yet conclusive, but the matter has come to this point, and he has already expressed his determination in front of his elder brother, so why bother to expose these disappointing words again.

Shen Qingchuan ate two bowls of soup and rice, and a servant came forward and said that the fever of Young Master Li brought back had subsided after taking western medicine, and the doctor also helped the man slave to treat the wound. After hearing that the two were fine, Shen Qingchuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The coldness of the late autumn night is very strong, only the autumn wind howls on the street, and the stars are silent.

The hot water in the bathroom rose into a milky white mist, filling the entire space, and the sound of splashing water flowed out from the gold-copper faucet. Shen Qingchuan was sitting in the bathtub, his jet-black hair was covered with steam, and he pressed against his snow-white cheeks , the thick black eyelashes curled up with a tiny drop of water, and the color of her lips was not sure whether it was bright red from the rising steam.