After dressing as a villain's ex-wife, she went crazy for whitewashing

Qi Liangyu stood there in a daze, watching Mrs. Ji's chest calm down, with mixed emotions in her heart.

He is just this one sister.

After Xu Guancha came to his senses, he questioned the two guards guarding the prisoner: "How did you manage to let him succeed so easily?"

It is true that Mrs. Ji harbors criminals, but the crime does not deserve death.

It was released after being closed for a year and a half.

Are these people idiots?

Seeing that the captain was angry, a group of people lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

The atmosphere was suffocated.

Xu Guancha couldn't bear it anymore: "What are you still doing in a daze, clean up quickly."

The group of people were startled, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, and hurriedly moved their hands to dispose of the corpse.

Even if it is a dead body, they still have to take it back.

"Master Qi, I'm really sorry, Mrs. Ji..." Xu Guancha turned his head, hesitating to speak, not knowing whether he should comfort him or not.

Returning to his senses, Qi Liangyu rubbed his eyes and waved his hands: "It's okay, it's okay."

Xu Shi was a bit windy, and there was dust in his eyes, which made him very uncomfortable.

Xu Guancha took a look at him and apologized again.

The story of Ji Jia Dalang killing his own mother and committing suicide soon spread from Qi Yuan to Lu Xiyue's ears.

Hearing this news, Lu Xiyue's hand that prepared Xianglu stopped.

"Master Ji killed Mrs. Ji?"

Qi Yuan nodded, her tone sighed: "Yes, who would have thought that she tried so hard to meet her son, but in the end she was killed by him."

This eldest son of the Ji family was still her cousin, but he was really insane, and he even did things to his mother.

Lu Xiyue nodded in a daze: "The world is impermanent, Mrs. Ji is afraid that she will die in peace."

"They are all self-inflicted." Qi Yuan didn't care.

After all, neither of them is a good person.

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. My father is not in a good mood. I'll go buy him some delicious food."

"Go, be careful on the road."

Watching Qi Yuan leave, Lu Xiyue continued to mix the dew in her hand.

Not long after, Xiao Yunheng walked in from the outside, "I heard that Mrs. Ji is gone, and it was the master of the Ji family who did it."

She stopped her hands again, turned her face and asked, "How do you know?"

"Xu Guancha is pulling the prison cart and the flat cart. There are corpses on it. The whole Dongping City has spread the word."

"It's so pitiful." She said with a blank expression.

Xiao Yunheng looked over with surprise.

She blinked, "What?"

The young man smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, you already knew it?"

"Well, Qi Yuan came here just now."

Xiao Yunheng understood, "Where is Qi Liangyu?"

After all, he still cared about his sister, now that she was dead, it was hard for him to feel uncomfortable.

The blood relationship cannot be erased. If this discomfort develops in the long run, it will be difficult to deal with if people take advantage of it and gradually turn into dissatisfaction and resentment.

"I heard from Qi Yuan that she is sad."

Lu Xiyue was noncommittal.

After all, it is normal for her to be sad because she is her own sister.

Is Mrs. Ji pitiful? Being killed by her own son is naturally pitiful.

She used Mrs. Ji's concern to lure Mr. Ji's family out, but she never thought that he would kill her close relative.

As expected of someone who can conspire with her cousin, she is simply mentally ill.

Mrs. Ji is pitiful, and that's all she is pitiful for. The things she has done are not worthy of her undue emotion.

Guilty, that's even more impossible.

It wasn't her who did the harm, so why should she feel guilty.

The next day, the bare branches of the window were covered with a layer of white frost. Lu Xiyue got up early to wash up, opened the door to go out, and passed the bald willow tree in the yard, and was suddenly attracted by a smear of red not far away.

The hoarfrost on the branches is dyed a dazzling red.

The ground covered with dead leaves is also red.

She smelled blood.

Xiao Yunheng, who followed closely behind, was even more sensitive to the smell of blood, so he stretched out his hand to protect her behind him, warning her vigilantly, "Don't move here, I'll go and have a look."

There were not many people coming to Dongping City, only Jing Yi, who was sent out by Lu Xiyue, Xiao Yunheng naturally had to be careful to protect him.

Lu Xiyue didn't say much, and followed him with his arms around her.

The two walked to the corner.

It was a blind spot covered by shrubs. Although the leaves had fallen off a long time ago, due to the large number and high branches, it was difficult to see clearly what was inside.

When the two approached, they pushed aside the bushes, and a Hidden Sword flew over through the air.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Xiao Yunheng pulled her sideways to hide.

When the two were approaching, the arm that had just shot the Hidden Blade fell to the ground without moving.

There was a bright red blood stain on the ground, which had congealed because of the cold weather.

Not just one person!

When they saw each other's faces clearly, both of them were shocked.

The moment Xuanfeng opened his eyes again, there was a light blue bed curtain in front of his eyes, and the sound of someone talking beside his ears.

He struggled to get up, but was pressed by a slender and beautiful hand on his shoulder and was not allowed to move.

"You've lost a lot of blood, and you have more than a dozen wounds on your body. It's best not to move around."

"Lu, Lu Xiyue?"

Xuanfeng saw the girl's face clearly, and his heart hanging in his throat inexplicably settled down.

"Where is the master, where is the master?" He thought of bringing the master into a house before he fell into a coma, his voice was hoarse and full of eagerness.

"There it is."

She pointed to another bed. The young man lying on the bed was pale, with only one wound on his body, which was the hole that pierced his chest.

"Don't worry, with me here, your master will not die."

Fortunately, he didn't hurt his heart, otherwise, Wei Ning would already be drinking tea in the Hall of King of Hell.

Xuanfeng was relieved and lay flat without moving.

A handsome face appeared in front of him.

"Let me do it."

Xiao Yunheng took the decoction in her hand, stood in front of her, and pulled Xuanfeng up by cleverness.

With this movement, he pulled the wound on his body, and his face was ugly.

"Take it easy, the medicine is very expensive." Lu Xiyue couldn't help but said.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention just now." Xiao Yunheng smiled slightly, and handed the bowl to Xuanfeng.

Xuanfeng looked up at him.

He has a wound on his hand and cannot drink medicine.

But he didn't expect Xiao Yunheng to feed him, so he raised his hand with difficulty and drank the soup in one gulp.

Lu Xiyue curled her lips, but did not intervene in the end.

But Xuanfeng had been wearing a mask before, so he didn't know that his face was pretty.

After quietly admiring it for a while, he heard the young man's cough: "Go and rest, I've been busy all afternoon, I'll just watch it here."

Lu Xiyue shook her head, "Wei Ning's condition is unstable now, he may have a fever, I'd better watch."

Xiao Yunheng's lips moved slightly, without stopping.

She is a doctor, and men and women are not guarded against.

only……

Thinking that not long ago he tore off Xuanfeng's clothes and had to give him the medicine himself, he was still upset.

Therefore, he looked at Xuanfeng even worse.

"Lie down." He said softly, and directly pushed Xuanfeng back.