Jiang Jiuqing was seriously injured, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't lift Hu Laosan, and fell to his knees in the snow with a thump, his face was pale, but he still held on to his breath and refused to fall, "You don't want to fall down!" Die, I still have something to ask!"

Hu Laosan lost too much blood and was already unconscious. Jiang Jiuqing slapped his chest and acupoints again. His whole body was shocked and he gradually came back to his senses.His eyes stared straight at the gray sky, his lips opened and closed, not knowing what to say.

"Who is the old man you mentioned?"

Jiuqing shouted hoarsely in Hu Laosan's ear, she was born without father and mother, it was Master Jiang Yuhua who passed by and picked her up to Cuiwei Mountain, taught her calligraphy and kung fu, and raised her like a father, she was very grateful.

who is she?Who are the parents?Are there any relatives alive?Why live on the street?

Except for one birthmark, Jiang Jiuqing's life experience is a mystery.She is a human being, not a god. It would be a lie to say that she is not curious.

With Zhao Wan's appearance, it was hard for her to remain silent, if not for this, she would not have taken the risk of taking Hu Laosan to flee for her life just for this one sentence.

"If you are willing to say it, I will give you a happy time."

Hu Laosan's eyes became brighter, he turned his head stiffly, stared at Jiang Jiuqing's face and started giggling.

"Second sister-in-law, have you come...to pick me up..."

The author has something to say: It took me a long time to write because my hands were born. .

Chapter 79

Midnight.

The cold wind howled, and the thick falling snow covered it, even at night, it was still a vast expanse of whiteness.The Yuan Mansion was quiet, the bustle of the day was as if the stage had ended, and everyone turned off the lights to go to sleep, except for the corner of the forbidden area where no one else could set foot, there was still a faint warm candlelight casting shadows on the paper window.

"Miss, it's late at night, you'd better go to bed early." Hong Yan resisted the urge to yawn, rubbed her eyes, and whispered to Yuan Xiu who was sitting on the edge of the desk while still straightening her back.

Serving Yuanxiu at night, most of the time it is Hongyu who is by her side.Hongyan is young and frizzy, not as stable as Hongyu.People are also sleepy in the middle of the night, Hongyu is afraid of neglecting Yuanxiu, and has always taken such things to herself.But now that she was injured in order to save Yuanxiu, Yuan Dingwei rewarded her and allocated many maids to take care of her. She couldn't serve Yuanxiu herself in a short time, and had no choice but to let Hongyan take her place.

Hongyan stared at Yuanxiu's jet-black hair, her round face wrinkled like a bun.She stood by the side all night, and it was only at this moment that she couldn't help but boldly said: "Master, he is a master of art and courage, and he will definitely turn the danger into luck and return safely. Miss can't burn her body, but It’s time to let the young master worry.”

Yuanxiu turned over a page of the Buddhist scriptures in her hand, and thought of something, she tightened her fingers, and the already fragile yellow paper couldn't withstand the force, suddenly, she accidentally tore it.

These are all the Buddhist scriptures that Yuanxiu got when he decided to escape into Buddhism and become a nun. They were consecrated by the eminent and respected monks in Qingyun County after his death, and they are worth a lot outside. There is light on the surface, how can it be like Yuanxiu, and all kinds of Buddhist scriptures are stuffed into a shelf.

"Zhao Wan also sent a message?"

Ever since he escaped from Yong'an Temple, he was escorted back to Yuan Mansion. While Yuan Dingjun heaved a sigh of relief, he regretted his slackness and strengthened the security in the mansion. Embroider out the door.

Three days have passed since the day of chaos.

Yuanxiu doesn't leave the house, and she rarely even leaves her room.She just sat at that table every day, quietly recited Buddhist scriptures, and three meals a day were delivered to her door, and Hongyan waited on her.Most of the time, she doesn't speak, and only asks such a sentence on a daily basis.

"Miss, never." Hongyan's expression darkened. She asked someone to inquire about the news earlier, and asked if there was any movement from the Zhao residence, but the letter brought back was a bit disappointing, full of irrelevant things. When it comes to important matters, she lacks interest in talking about them.

"It's nothing. It's just that I dealt with two disobedient villains publicly, so as to warn others." She said it plainly, but the process was even more thrilling.I'm afraid that if you find any passer-by on the road today, you will be scared to death.

The so-called public punishment means that Zhao Wan called his confidants to execute the punishment. In front of hundreds of people, on the high platform at West Street Crossing, he stabbed people to death one by one. The screams rang out for more than an hour. , It became a nightmare that lingered in the hearts of everyone.

Hongyan never saw it, only heard it mentioned briefly.Speaking and listening to Yuanxiu, it is even more rarely mentioned, how can one or two points of thrilling be revealed.

"En." Yuan Xiu replied lightly, without raising her head, "It's late at night, you can go down too, you don't have to stay with me."

Hongyan shook her head violently, waved her hands and took two steps back, her drowsiness was frightened away by these words, "Not sleepy, not sleepy, miss is not asleep, how can I go to sleep."

Yuan Xiu lowered his head and turned over a page of scriptures, "It's up to you, if you are sleepy and uncomfortable sleeping here, go to sleep on the bed."

Seeing what she meant, she made up her mind not to sleep tonight, but to sit here and chant scriptures all night.

Hongyan bit her lower lip, staring at the tears in Yuan Xiu's big eyes, endured it for a long time, but she didn't know where the courage came from, she rushed forward and took the scriptures in Yuan Xiu's hand behind her back Yizang, quickly retreated.I never thought that I would retreat too fast, step on the heel of my shoe, and throw my whole body on all fours.

"Ouch! It hurts me!"

Yuanxiu couldn't hold back, she laughed, and quickly suppressed her smile, got up and walked to Hongyan's side, stretched out her snow-white and delicate palm, waiting for Hongyan to hand over the scriptures.The well-behaved maid who was always obedient to her was surprisingly stubborn at this moment, with her eyes staring like copper bells, she shouted loudly: "I won't give it! I won't give it even if I die! If Miss refuses to sleep, Hongyan will be punished by Miss." I won’t give it to you even if I’m beaten to death!”

Putting his hands behind his back, he yanked and tore the scripture in half, which didn't make sense at all.He was so scared that he didn't dare to look at Yuanxiu with both eyes, but he still insisted on speaking harshly.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow, I will tell the master to burn all the Buddhist scriptures in Miss's house, and see how Miss still sleeps and forgets to eat and drink all night long!" Hongyan said, crying in her voice, "Miss, Hongyu What is the sister working so hard for? Why is the young master still missing? Isn’t it just for the young lady! But the young lady’s actions now not only cost them a lot, but also waste their hard work!”

She yelled loudly without any scruples at all, and her voice was heard far away in the silent night, causing nearby dogs to bark.At first, there were only a few sporadic sounds, but later they became one continuous sound, which woke up many people in Yuan Mansion.

Yuan Xiu lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell on one place in vain.Hongyan was terrified like a frightened bird, the shout just now exhausted all her courage, now she shrank into a ball, afraid that Yuanxiu would blame her.Waiting is always exhausting, and it didn't take long before her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she was trembling against the wall.

"Miss……"

"You go back." As soon as Yuan Xiu turned around, Hongyan rushed over and hugged her leg, crying and urging Yuan Xiu not to drive her away.

"Miss, I was wrong, don't drive me away. I will be obedient in the future, can you hit me? Hongyan can't bear you, you can't bear Miss Hongyu, Hongyan doesn't want to leave—" She cried into tears, so miserable .

"Have you rubbed enough?"

"Ok?"

Hongyan raised her misty eyes, puzzled.

"Have you wiped your tears and snot enough?" Yuan Xiu still looked at her with an expression, but this cold face seemed to be more human than a moment ago, which reassured Hongyan for no reason, even crying Slowly put them away, quickly retracted their hands and feet, hurriedly got up, standing in front of Yuanxiu, at a loss.

"I won't drive you away..."

Hongyan's eyes lit up.

"But you must not appear in front of me tomorrow."

Hongyan's mouth narrowed, and she wanted to cry again, but Yuan Xiu gave her a cold look, and immediately stopped her voice, holding back her breath.

"Now you turn around and leave. If you dare to look back, I'm afraid you will change your mind."

No matter how much Hongyan had to say, she could only bury it in her heart at this moment, dragged her reluctant steps, and left the house step by step, closed the door properly, and huddled in the corner crying. fell asleep.

She was woken up the next day.

The maid who brought the breakfast saw Hongyan huddled in the corner and yelled. Hongyan woke up slowly, rubbing her sleepy eyes. When she opened her eyes, she saw a familiar face, "What's your name?"

"Why are you sleeping here?"

Just after Hongyan woke up, her mind was still muddled, and after repeating it, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her head, remembering the farce that happened last night.She jumped up so frightened that she couldn't help but pace back and forth at the door, but she didn't dare to open the door and go in.

"You go in first, I still have something to do."

The maid gave Hongyan a weird look, and the people behind them who were carrying breakfast and toiletries pushed open the door and filed in.

Then the door opened, and Hongyan could still see Yuanxiu who had been leaning on the bedside to read a book early, as if she had sensed her gaze, Yuanxiu raised her eyes and glanced at this, Hong Yanchao, who was filled with guilt, sprinted to the side , cut off the line of sight.

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