Chapter 63: The Third Prince Won't Die from Anger?

  After taking the medicine, the pain is still there, it's just alleviated a bit.

  Actually, in the past few years, Han Caiwei must have taken some measures to prevent her knee from getting sick or whatever. However, it was an old illness that had accumulated over several years. This time, Han Caiwei did this and new injuries were added to the old illness, making things worse. She even thought that this was no different from falling from a Osmanthus tree, both of which left her unable to move and in excruciating pain!

  Han Caiwei's anger grew as she thought about it, and when Shuang'er asked her like that, the evil fire in her heart burned even more fiercely. She gritted her teeth for a moment, staring at Shuang'er and said: "Go get me all the meat with bones from the kitchen, and bring over anything that's alive too!"

  Shuang Er was taken aback, and Xia Hua, who was standing beside her, saw the fierce look on her face and trembled with fear. She pursed her lips and asked, "Master, what do you want to do with these?"

  Han Caiwei said coldly: "Just bring it over, what's with all these questions?"

  The three of them did not dare to disobey, leaving behind Shuang Er to attend to Han Caiwei. Qiu Hua and Xia Hua went to the kitchen to fetch everything that Han Caiwei had asked for.

  Three live chickens, five live fish, and several pounds of beef and pork were all moved to the kitchen by Qiu Hua.

  This move startled all the people below, but they didn't dare to come and see. When the kitchen staff came out, everyone asked, and the cook had to say in a low voice that Master Han's face was not good, so everyone should be more careful when serving him, lest Master Han get unhappy again and make trouble for them. The crowd was silent like cicadas in winter, and they all quickly went back to their own tasks, but they were all closely watching the movements in the big courtyard.

  Han Caiwei sat on the kang, rolled up her sleeves, opened the leather pouch at her waist, took out the largest surgical knife, narrowed her eyes slightly, and nodded to Er'er, who quickly handed over a live chicken. Han Caiwei's face was cold and expressionless as she stabbed the chicken in the heart with one swift motion, silently cursing, "Damn you, King Wang!"

  She then plucked the meat from three live chickens, leaving only the bones. The meat was piled in one heap, the colorful feathers in another, and the skeletons in a third. Three large bowls were filled with chicken blood.

  Five live fish, a heap of fish meat, five complete fish skeletons, and a pile of bloody internal organs.

  The remaining beef and pork, she completely removed the meat, throwing the bones aside. With each cut, she silently cursed the dead king in her heart. Only after finishing all these tasks did she feel somewhat relieved. Looking at her hands covered in fresh blood, she coldly said: "Wash your hands."

  By her side, Shuang'er and Qiuhua were already able to watch her do these things with a straight face. One was busy fetching a handkerchief, while the other was hurrying to bring warm water for her to wash her hands.

  Xia Hua swallowed a mouthful of saliva and pointed at the pile in front of her, saying to Han Caiwei: "Master, do these still need to be sent back to the kitchen?"

  "Bring what? Don't bring it, pile everything at the gate of the other courtyard. Hang the bones at the gate, pile all the meat at the gate that Wang Ye will pass through, and sprinkle the blood on the road!"

  Xia Hua was extremely shocked, never expecting that this Korean master would have such a terrifying quirk after getting injured. It was truly too frightening, and she secretly vowed in her heart to absolutely not provoke this master's anger! But, did she really have to follow what he said? Just thinking about the scene made her feel extremely frightened!

  Shuang Er had already helped Han Caiwei clean up that strange knife, and Qiu Hua also wiped her hands for her, hearing

  In a little while, Third Master Wang will be back. If he sees all this and there's no dinner to eat, it would be strange if Third Master Wang didn't die from anger! Autumn Flower simply didn't dare think about that scene...

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