I've been reborn, who still wants to be a cowardly little white flower?

"I didn't capture the people from Wanhua Tower, but most of them were injured. Lord An, please help shut up Madam Xu." Jiang Yuan said to An Chen.

Only then did An Chen realize that it was Jiang Yuan who brought the person out alone.

During this period, they have been secretly searching for Jufang's whereabouts. An Chen was almost giving up and thought that with the current evidence, he could convict Jiang Hao and there would be no problem taking Lord Jiang with him.

Moreover, more than a month had passed and Jufang had not appeared among the girls who openly entertained customers in the brothel, which meant that something terrible was happening.

He was more or less aware of the methods used in brothels. Those who were stubborn and refused to give in would usually not survive more than a month. They would have been tortured to death or forced to lose their virginity.

An Chen made a gesture to Jiang Yuan, turned around and walked out of the room.

Xie Yunxiao looked at Jiang Yuan and walked out of the room with her.

In the yard, An Chen asked bluntly, "How did you find her?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "It's not as easy for you officials to conduct secret investigations as it is for internal personnel to conduct investigations."

An Chen and Xie Yunxiao frowned at the same time. What did she mean? What did she mean by that? Did she know an "insider"?

"Who doesn't have a few friends? Why do you look down on those who dance and sing? They are the gathering place for information. How many people can resist the honey trap?"

As he spoke, his eyes swept over the two of them.

Xie Yunxiao covered his chest with his hand and swore with his other hand, "I didn't do it. I can resist it and never go."

An Chen was a step slower. He looked at Xie Yunxiao and glared at him with disgust. He complained in his heart that being a step late made him seem like a weak-willed playboy. This Xie Yunxiao was really annoying.

Suddenly he thought of something, frowned, and looked at Jiang Yuan, "Wait, what did you say just now, someone from Wanhua Tower was injured? How was he injured? To what extent? Did you go to mess things up by yourself?"

Jiang Yuan crossed his arms and said impatiently, "How did they get hurt? Of course they were frightened by my aura and fell down in panic.

It's not serious, just some simple broken arms and legs, far from death."

Xie Yunxiao turned his head silently.

An Chen couldn't believe his ears. What he heard was that he fell and broke his arms and legs, but it was not serious.

His temples were throbbing and An Chen felt dizzy.

Jiang Yuan didn't care at all. He patted An Chen's arm twice and said, "You don't have to be like this, Lord An. Just tell them that they can live if they shut up.

Otherwise, there is a tongue-pulling hell in the Eighteen Levels of Hell specially prepared for people who talk too much. I don't mind sending them there to experience it."

After saying that, Jiang Yuan held his head high and strode towards the room. Xie Yunxiao followed behind Jiang Yuan with his hands behind his back, looking like a lackey who was taking advantage of the power of another.

I don’t know how An Chen did the follow-up work, or maybe no follow-up work was necessary.

Jufang was brought back to life by the doctor's high-grade medicinal herbs, and she woke up three days later.

In order not to scare her, Jiang Yuan went to the village and brought over the auntie who had poured water for them before. The old village chief said that this auntie and the third brother's family were neighbors.

Jufang has no mother, and was raised by this aunt, and they have a very good relationship.

When the aunt heard that Jufang had been found, she burst into tears. Without any hesitation, she took the eggs she had saved, got on the carriage and rushed to the city.

From the moment she saw Jufang, the auntie never stopped crying. She sat beside her bed, crying at every turn.

Until Jufang woke up and opened her eyes, she saw her familiar relatives. Jufang couldn't believe it. She opened her eyes, closed them again, and opened them again, staring blankly.

The aunt thought the child had some kind of brain problem and was terrified. She gently took Jufang's hand and whispered, "Fang, Nizi, do you still recognize your aunt?"

After hearing the aunt's words and actually feeling someone holding her hand, Jufang finally believed that it was not an illusion and tears welled up in her eyes.

Because she hadn't spoken for a long time, her voice was hoarse, and Jufang called out stutteringly, "Aunt...."

"Hey, my dear girl, it's okay. It's all over. Don't cry."

Jufang's tears were streaming down her face and she couldn't stop them. Her other hand reached out towards her body as if she was trying to grasp the hope in front of her.

Her fingers were wrapped in bandages. The doctor said that a silver needle had been inserted into her nail. The wound was on the tip of her finger. It was not big, but it was extremely painful.

When Jiang Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but think of his previous life. Before his fingers were cut off in his previous life, Jiang Yuan had also been pierced with silver needles and his nails were pulled out alive.

Now all he could think of was what she had gone through in her previous life, but Jiang Yuan, who had traveled through time and space, could not empathize with her pain.

The fingers are connected to the heart, so it would be worse to die than to live.

Auntie told Jufang what had happened in the past few days, including that the man who beat her father to death was now in jail.

Excited Jufang struggled to sit up from the bed and asked over and over again in disbelief.

Jiang Yuan told the aunt that Jufang was needed to come forward as a witness. The aunt was worried because if Jufang became a witness, her reputation would be completely ruined.

It’s hard to explain why I was sold to a place like that.

Jiang Yuan did not force her, but asked the aunt to tell Jufang about this suggestion. As for whether she would be a witness, it was up to her to choose.

Chunzhi was still worried. She always felt that Jufang would not agree.

But Luzhu didn't think so. She said that if the person who killed her father was in front of her, she would take revenge even if it meant sacrificing her own reputation.

The worst that could happen is that after seeing my enemies get the retribution they deserve, I would hang myself and follow my biological father. I would rather live in disgrace.

As it turned out, Luzhu guessed right.

The aunt was still a little hesitant at first, and even after Jufang agreed, she still advised her that the dead cannot be resurrected, but the living must always live.

Jufang agreed firmly that she would go and must go.

Finally, the aunt found Jiang Yuan, hoping that Jiang Yuan could be flexible and not let Jufang be a witness.

Jiang Yuan asked the aunt in return, "Even if Jufang doesn't testify, will her reputation be preserved?"

The aunt lowered her head and shook her head silently, "Everyone in the village knows that Jufang was taken away. There is no need to explain what that means."

"Yeah, then she won't go back to the village, but stay in the capital? If the people in Wanhua Tower knew, would they let her go so easily?"

The aunt was horrified, "No, no, we can't let Jufang be caught again."

"It's better to be open than to hide. If your reputation is gone, it's gone. If you keep hiding, you'll always be worried.

It’s better to be open, not to say it deliberately, nor to hide it deliberately.

If you feel comfortable, you can leave Jufang with me. She can do whatever job she wants, or stay in the yard. I will protect her for the rest of her life."