On the third day, Lan Ling removed the gauze and bandage.

The wrists and ankles still have no strength, but they can move. Ling Chen was overjoyed.

Although the scar on Lan Ling's face was healed, there were still scars, with a red mark on each side.

But this is already incredible. Aunt Meng, is it a god? Everyone is guessing.

Lan Ling looked at herself in the mirror, tears streaming down, "Give me a veil!"

"Ling'er, I don't dislike you!" Ling Chen pulled Lan Ling's shoulder, and Lan Ling pushed him away.

"But the concubines disliked them! The concubines were not as good-looking as they were originally, but now they have scars and are even uglier!"

"Ling'er, I don't think you are ugly enough, who do you want to show it to!"

She looked at her jagged hair, which was cut by Chu Liang on the right side of her head.

When she was hurt, she dared not look in the mirror. Today, looking at the pink scars on her face and strange hair, Lan Ling was crying and shaking the earth.

Lan Ling hadn't cried like this in a long time, just as she hadn't laughed in a long time.

Everyone was stunned.

"Ling'er!" Ling Chen tried to push her into her arms several times, but she didn't succeed. She looked at him: "Let me cry, okay, this is not in the palace, I can cry freely I really want to cry, I want to cry!"

Lan Ling kept crying for a stick of incense.

"Ling'er, why do you have so many tears!" Ling Chen stretched out his hand to stroke her hair, and Lan Ling flashed away.

She held the short hair on her right side and said quietly: "In Moshan, a woman’s hair can only be cut by her husband. When we get married, the husband cuts his wife’s hair and makes a concentric knot with his own hair. It means that the eternal knot is of one heart, but my hair actually made the smelly man give..." Lan Ling cried again.

Ling Chen swung his sword and cut a few strands of hair on his left side, "Now, mine is also cut, just like you, don't cry, your hair can grow out!"

Lan Ling whimpered with tears, but stretched out his hand to take the hair in Ling Chen's hand, "Cut the back hair for me, and trim it evenly."

Ling Chen squatted down, took out a bright yellow sweat towel, and carefully wiped Lan Ling's crying little face, "Your face, restored to this way, is already very good. The color of this scar will not be visible after Futian. Here, we met a genius doctor, or a god."

He took the scissors and lightly held Lan Ling's long hair in his left hand. Lan Ling's hair was of excellent quality, soft as silk, wrapped in his hands, and his heart was disturbed.

Ling Chen's calloused hand with the knife and the sword trembled slightly, he had never held a woman's hair like this. Some people say that men can't move women's hair casually, and they will lose their lives forever.

"Cut it, cut it neatly, and cut off these long and short ones!" Lan Ling urged.

Ling Chen reduced, and the long and short blue silk was cut off and held in his palm.

Lan Ling pulled out some, and together with his hair, carefully knotted two concentric knots and tied the red rope.

She put one in her breast pocket, and the other held it up and asked Ling Chen, "Although you may have a concentric knot with others, I still hope you can carry it!"

Ling Chen looked at her for a moment, and Lan Ling had already left this concentric knot on the ground. She put the remaining hair into the brazier and watched them burn to ashes.

She turned back to the back room. Ling Chen picked up the concentric knot from the ground and put it in his personal pocket.

Lan Ling combed his hair again, put on the veil, and the group went down the mountain.

This time, Huo Jingyun and Bai Shaoting insisted on sending them back to the palace. Huo Jingyun whispered in Ling Chen's ear. Ling Chen nodded and said loudly, "Let's go to Gu'an County to rest!"

Lan Ling took the carriage this time. Just after noon when they entered the Gu'an County Government Office, Gu'an County Magistrate Zhang Jincheng was frightened, so he called upon the emperor and carefully arranged food and shelter for them.

Ling Chen settled Lan Ling, "I will go out for a while and come back soon, Bai Shaoting and Tian Ming will protect you!"

Lan Ling stared at him.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you behind this time! I'll be back soon!"

Ling Chen and Huo Jingyun set off with Gu Fan and a dozen dark guards.

Two hours of work, they came back, and together they brought back Chu Liang and a beautiful woman.

They are tied together.

Chu Liang kept yelling, and the woman behind him shivered.

Ling Chen took Lan Ling out and put it in his arms, "Chu Liang, as a general, you should understand the reason that the winner is the king and the defeat is the bandit. If you lose, you have to admit it! I heard that you and your wife are in love. Shen, since you love your wife so much, how can you vent your anger with other people's wives?"

"Your wife? You have so many wives in Ling Chen, how can you compare with me! That Lan Ling, there is no shame, and his family has been destroyed by you, so he can still be with you? She is not filial and hurt her father. In righteousness! In vain! Such a woman is punishable by everyone!"

Lan Ling shivered slightly.

Ling Chen covered Lan Ling's eyes and threw a sword over, cutting off Chu Liang's right arm! Blood splattered the woman.

The screams of women are heart-loving!

Ling Chen's face was pale, "The woman married with her husband, she married me, it is my woman, and my home is her home! You don't even understand this truth! And Lan Jingtian didn't treat her When the daughter sees! She has saved her father's life and achieved filial piety! Since only your woman is a woman, and other women's women are rubbish, then I will let you taste the pain!

Ling Chen's thin lips closed tightly and his eyes were like cold ice. He also chopped off Chu Liang's other arm and tied it to the pillar. He reached out and grabbed the hair of the woman behind him, pulled a horse over, and tied the woman's hands and feet. , The hair is tied to the rope behind the horse's ass.

"Ling Chen, you kill me, you kill me!" Chu Liang yelled.

"Chu Liang, my woman was cut off by you, ruined her appearance, you are so vicious, how can I be willing to let you die?"

He slapped his palm on the horse's ass, and the horse ran forward. Poor Chu Liang's flower-like and loving wife screamed at first, and then gradually disappeared. Pieces of flesh and blood fell on the ground, with a scalp.的发…….

The magistrate of Gu'an County Zhang Jin was so scared that his legs trembled. He had heard of this young emperor's harsh methods, but he didn't expect it to be so...

Of course, Chu Liang hurt his concubine first.

"Zhang Jin! You supervise this horse to run two hundred laps, and you can make up one lap less! Chu Liang can't let him die right away, let him die in three days! And you, there are anti-thief in Gu'an County, you I didn't realize it. It was a dereliction of duty! When this matter is finished, you will be fined a hundred boards and be demoted to a commoner. Go home!"

Zhang Jin knelt down and took the order, and the big beads of sweat flowed down.

Lan Ling looked at the broken pieces of meat on the ground and wanted to vomit. She wanted to go back to the house and was held there by Ling Chen.

Ling Chen shook Lan Ling's head, "I just gave him back what he caused you to suffer! It's so cruel, you have to accept it, and you must never have compassion for the enemy! You know?"

Lan Ling's face was pale, he tilted his head and didn't want to look any more.

"Go, go back to the palace! The two of you will follow me back to the palace directly."

Huo Jingyun and Bai Shaoting agreed.