After committing myself to madly criticizing the governor, I was confused

The spring rain was blowing, and the number of pedestrians at the gate of the Admiral's Mansion was gradually thinning.

Xiao Qi has been lying on the bed for two full days.

A piece of skin behind his ears, neck, and face was burned by the flames, forming a permanent scar.

When the bandage was taken off, the wound had just healed and a pink-colored granulation appeared.

The shape of the scar is also similar to the flames that can mercilessly devour everything, permanently burning behind his ears.

His eyes were a little straight and hollow, and he didn't feel the slightest bit thankful or afraid because he had saved his life from the fire.

The first thing he said after waking up was: "Has Feng Xiaoer's body been found?"

Mo Qili couldn't answer that question.

The fire was so great that everything was turned into ashes in the fire.

Moreover, two consecutive days of spring rain caused the river water to rise. The simple teahouse was charred by the fire, and now it was also swept into the sea by the waves.

It is already impossible to find human skeletons for verification.

"Whether the lady died in the fire or not, you and her are already separated!"

Mo Qili said.

He is not afraid of the governor's blame. Telling such a cruel fact calmly and calmly is also to prevent the governor from suffering from it.

Sure enough, Xiao Qi lost his previous anger and remained silent.

After resting for more than half a month, he spared no effort to send people to track down the information of everyone on the ship.

There was only no trace of Feng Xiaoer and his party.

That is to say. She might really be dead.

She can no longer be found in the capital.

During this period of time, Xiao Qi lost weight incredibly quickly.

The face became more and more angular, and the obviously beautiful and abnormal facial features were even more gloomy, sinister, and mysterious because of a flame scar.

The emperor had several thorny matters, which were obviously hot potatoes, but he impatiently took them all on himself.

His opponents were gloating over his misfortune and were waiting to see the good show.

However, Xiao Qi did such a good job, helping the emperor solve his personal problems and solving problems for the entire Ming Dynasty.

During several private interviews with the people, we gained a lot of support.

His status skyrocketed.

He rarely returned to the Admiral's Mansion in the capital.

Because in the empty room, there is no longer a certain person...

However, what people are talking about is that Governor Xiao, the Living King of Hell, has a new hobby - whenever he returns to the capital, he likes to go to the shore to enjoy the scenery.

Unbeknownst to others, that was the last place where his wife disappeared.

He really loved going.

Whenever.

Early morning, noon or evening.

On the opposite side of the shore, among the rolling mountains, thin morning mist floated, as misty as a fairy shadow.

Those deep eyes were looking into the distance.

Sometimes, even the night is not spared.

Just like this, next to the bright moon every night, picking out the debris from one watch to the next, closing her lips tightly, pressing the corners of her lips slightly downward, trying to suppress the emotions surging up and down.

It's like resisting the pain of the stars at noon at night.

He held one of the seven treasure hairpins she had not taken away, the hairpin named Shattered Moon Vine Xishan, tightly in his hand.

This hairpin is the most gorgeous, and she doesn't wear it often, but she often plays with it and admires it.

Moon Teng Xishan, what a beautiful name.

Maybe Xiao Er left this world and went to the cold and noble Moon Palace.

Her cold temperament is comparable to that of the fairies in the Moon Palace.

Maybe even the fairy there is reincarnated.

Now that she is gone like this, she must be returning to the fairy world and living a happy and carefree life again.

That's fine, as long as she is happy.

Xiao Qi coughed violently, but his body had not fully recovered yet.

I stood in the bleak spring rain for an unknown number of hours, until my legs were numb, and then I reluctantly put the hairpin back into my chest.

The clouds move in silence.

Birds chirp and rain falls.

The surface of the river was stained by raindrops, and he froze at a glance.

Xiaoer.

Xiao Xiao...

……

Half a month later, Feng Xiaoer arrived in Jeju, which was not far from the previous Laizhou, but farther south.

Because we take the water route, the speed is also faster.

The spring weather is already bright here, and the temperature is going to rise even more.

Xiao Yao didn't take a few steps before he felt like he was sweating profusely.

Chen Yu was also out of breath: "Miss, where is the housekeeper Fang who was stabbed a thousand times? How do we find him? How do we avenge Miss Song?"

Feng Xiaoer has his own calculation in his heart.

Butler Fang solved a serious problem for the eldest lady. He must have received a lot of benefits, but he was afraid that the government would really track him down, so he simply ran away.

It's a pity that Feng Xiaoer will find him even if he runs to the ends of the earth.

She would spend her whole life slowly playing this game with him.

Play a game called blood debt.

Once upon a time, Laizhou, Jeju, and Cangzhou. There are also several nearby counties under the jurisdiction of the Xu family.

Presumably, Xujiazhuang in Jeju is the headquarters of the Xu family.

Butler Fang panicked and probably fled here.

Since you have no clue, why not ask the people in the bank first, and then go to a nearby bank to have a look.

I can keep hold of Mrs. Feng’s secret for a long, long time.

Therefore, she did not doubt that Mrs. Feng would lie.

They sat with Shen Yu for a while and then went on their way again.

Soon, we arrived at Xujiazhuang.

Make some inquiries. Sure enough, a man named Fang had been here.

It was at the home of Xu Wen, the master of Zhuangzi.

Feng Xiaoer never did things sloppily, so he took the shopkeeper Fang out of Xu Wen's house that night.

Under the sharp sword light, Butler Fang knelt on the ground and shivered, with a sly look on his face, and wanted to quibble.

"You don't have to prevaricate me. If you don't understand clearly, my sword will slice the flesh off your body bit by bit!"

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