Chapter 66 Time passes, time passes
Looking at the woman’s moving smile, the woman from Yinyuelou, who was also on the list of beauties, couldn’t help but feel dazed.
Luo Shen, Luo Shen...
There is no other woman in the world who can compare with you.
Li Guanshi asked: "Why didn't you let me help your niece just now? She was seriously injured."
The woman calmed down her emotions and said calmly: "What kind of niece? I have nothing to do with her. Her mother was just adopted by our Jiang family back then. The Jiang family recognizes this daughter, but I don't recognize this sister."
"You sisters had a very good relationship before." Li Guanshi said.
The woman did not want to discuss the topic, so she changed the topic and said:
"I don't want to touch the affairs of the Mohist family in Pingyang, so I won't help you find the remnant of the Mohist family. You can figure out your own solution. Today I just ignored some of the secrets you revealed to me and forgot them all after a sleep."
Li Guanshi said with a smile: "Jiang Yi, you are not so timid."
A woman named Jiang Yi sarcastically said: "I'm very courageous, but I also know who gave me the position I have today. I won't pick up the bowl and call my mother, and I won't do it if I put down the bowl and call my mother." I won’t do it even more.”
“The status you have today was given to you by your dead sister...”
“Li Guanshi!”
Jiang Yi's eyes were cold, "Do you really think I don't dare to be your enemy!?"
Li Guanshi said calmly: "Since your sister died, you and I, our former best friends, have become You are an enemy. You may die in my hands one day, or... I may die in your hands.”
"I hope you die in my hands."
Jiang Yi's slightly narrowed almond eyes were filled with water and her smile was cold.
Li Guanshi said sadly: "I hope so."
The oil lamp in the car flickered slightly, and the beauty had disappeared.
Jiang Yi leaned against the car wall, dazed.
Once upon a time, the pair of young best friends held hands and lay carefree among the camellias all over the mountains and plains, watching the pink and white mountains in the distance, the gleaming autumn water, and the long white clouds...
That At that time, they naively made a vow that they would marry the same husband in the future.
The sun and the moon are flowing, and the clouds are passing by.
The living are still alive, but no longer young.
Those memories are just memories.
Jiang Yi wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her fingers to disperse the memory fragments in her mind, and asked sideways: "Dongxue, is there no news about Qiuye?"
The female guard outside the carriage shook her head, "Three After my sister went to investigate Xichu Pavilion, she lost contact. She had left a message saying that Xichu Pavilion seemed to be researching something and secretly bought many young girls. It was very likely that He Lanlan was in it. , Xi Chu Pavilion seems to have lost a cat demon soul. "
Cat demon soul?
Jiang Yi frowned and murmured: "It seems that they really believe that the ghost spirit can resurrect the dead."
But the question is, can it really be resurrected?
This secret is only known to those within the Tianyao Sect.
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The incomplete waning moon is like a piece of broken glass, embedded alone in the sky.
Jiang Shouzhong looked at the same lonely woman and said softly: "I'm sorry to cause you trouble. Are you injured?"
Ryan Qingchen's snow dimple looked a little pale.
"No."
The woman's tone was as indifferent as usual.
Jiang Shouzhong moved his lips. Although he knew there were some words he shouldn't say, he was still ready to speak.
However, the woman seemed to know what he was going to say in advance. Her clear eyes glanced at the little beggar hiding behind Jiang Shouzhong, and she said in a cold tone: "You don't need to decide what I do."
< br>Jiang Shouzhong had no choice but to shut up.
"If I hadn't appeared just now, how would you have dealt with that situation?" Ran Qingchen suddenly asked.
“I don’t know either.”
Jiang Shouzhong scratched his head and laughed dryly, then said softly, “That Miss Zhou is very close to me.”
Ran Qingchen frowned. Mei, I didn’t understand what the other party meant.
And when her eyes fell on the exquisite fire blunderbuss on the opponent's waist, her expression suddenly became strange.
"The lion and the rabbit are not on the same level after all."
Ran Qingchen warned the other party in disguise.
But Jiang Shouzhong smiled and shrugged, "But rabbits can bite when they are anxious, right."
Back in Yunhu, when facing Fang Ziheng, the third young master of Mingjian Villa, Jiang Shouzhong I didn’t even think about sitting back and waiting for death. It's all a desperate situation anyway. If you can struggle, just struggle, maybe there will always be a glimmer of hope.
And this time, he is also betting on whether Mr. Yan can come forward.
Ran Qingchen was about to speak, but suddenly his face turned pale. The woman turned around, put her fist to her lips, coughed lightly, and said lightly: "Go back and rest early, and be careful on the road." After that, the woman stepped away, her waist-length hair like black satin swaying gently.
Entering the waiting carriage at the alley, Ran Qingchen could no longer suppress it, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and there was no trace of blood on her pretty face.
“Miss!”
The maid Jinxiu was extremely anxious and held the other person’s wet palm.
Ran Qingchen waved his hand tiredly, took out a pill and drank it, "The prince is right. Although we are in the same realm, I am not that person's opponent. But I guess he takes my identity into consideration and does not dare to fight with me." , so I can't win without force."
Jinxiu choked with red eyes: "Miss, if you don't like my uncle, why do you protect him like this?"
Ran. Qingchen was silent.
For a long time, she sighed softly, "But he is my husband after all."
——
Turning the corner, the thin and dark girl quickly released her little hand from holding on to the man's clothes.
It's not that my daughter is reserved and shy, but that her hands are dirty and she's afraid of dirtying her benefactor.
Jiang Shouzhong didn't pay attention and asked softly: "Has your grandpa been buried?"
The thin black girl nodded.
Jiang Shouzhong felt a little apologetic.
Back in Xing'an Lane, if the old man's remnant soul hadn't been entangled with him, he wouldn't have left the girl two taels of silver.
The original intention is to let the girl wait for a rich family again.
Now it seems that the other party only used the two taels of silver he gave him to bury grandpa, and it was probably just a thin-skinned coffin.
Jiang Shouzhong took out some broken silver and copper plates from his body, put them in the girl's hands, and said seriously:
"Buy some clothes, eat something, find whatever you want... If you don't know how to do crafts, Just go to Rumen Street in the outer city. If you are lucky, you can find a maid in a big house. Don't look for me anymore. I don't want a maid, and I'm not used to having a maid."
The thin black girl stared at the man's handsome face, feeling a little at a loss.
Like an abandoned puppy.
She suddenly grabbed the man's sleeve, subconsciously let go, and wiped her hands hard on her clothes.
Remembering that my clothes were also dirty, I lowered my head in disappointment.
Jiang Shouzhong said softly: "People in the world are divided into rich and poor. This world is inherently fair and unfair. If you work hard to live, you will always feel that you are valuable."
Jiang Shouzhong touched the girl's head, turned and left.
The girl subconsciously followed behind her, took two steps, stopped, chased for another two steps, and froze again...
Just like that, the girl walked and walked, and finally determined that the man did not want to Wanting her, she stood still and looked at the man's gradually blurring figure alone, like a grass that no one cared about.
At this moment, the girl was finally sure that
with her grandfather gone, she would really be the only one in the world.
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Under the moonlight at night, a young man in a white shirt stood in front of Aunt Zhang's dilapidated mill shed, thoughtfully.
The man has a slender figure. Upon closer inspection, he has a pair of extremely seductive peach blossom eyes and a handsome appearance.
Even walking on the street on weekdays can take away the souls of many women.
The handsome man looked at Zhao Wancang's house and complained a little: "I just had a few discussions with your wife, why kill her? It's a pity that she is such a good cauldron."
He turned to look at Zhang Yunwu's home.
“There is a better one here.”
“No, no, it’s just related to each other, it’s so immoral.”
“They’re all flower thieves. , and morals? Every time he hooks up with someone else’s wife, the other person’s family is ruined.”
The man’s face was full of confusion, as if there were two villains fighting in his head.
In the end, the man in white shirt's greed took over his reason. He walked to Zhang Yunwu's house and knocked on the door.
After a while, the courtyard door opened.
Wen Zhaodi looked at the handsome strange man outside the door in confusion, "Who are you looking for?"
"Is Zhang Yunwu's family here?" The handsome man's voice was as gentle as jade.
Wen Zhaodi was surprised, "Are you looking for my husband?"
The man pretended to be surprised, his peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, as if the peach petals blooming in spring are extremely charming, "It turns out to be my cousin-in-law."
He saluted the woman, "Hello, sister-in-law, I am Zhang Yunwu My distant cousin lives in Mozhou. This time I came to the capital for business. I learned that my aunt was ill, so I thought of coming to visit.
Oh, by the way, my surname is Jiang. My name is Jiang Qing.”
I have something to do this afternoon, so I will post the second update in advance,
(End of this chapter)