Lord Shoufu, your wife has escaped!

The Zheng family, Zheng Derun is on holiday.

Someone ran into the yard in a hurry, without noticing it for a while, bumped into Zheng Ziming who was at the corner.

Zheng Ziming was taken aback for a moment, and saw that the person who came was Yang Qing's personal maid, Yuan'er.

Yuan'er was a little panicked when she bumped into someone, but when she saw it was him, her eyes turned into resentment, and she ran quickly into the backyard without even apologizing.

"Master, are you alright?" The servant was furious, "This girl is too ignorant, she dares to be so arrogant after offending her master, I have to talk to the housekeeper!"

Zheng Ziming brushed off his clothes and said lightly, "Forget it."

Yuan'er followed Yang Qing when she was not out of the cabinet, and witnessed everything that happened, so it is natural that she felt unhappy.

Despite this, Zheng Ziming still firmly believes that he has done nothing wrong.

The two people's affair is not tolerated by etiquette. If they elope, both the Zheng family and the Yang family will definitely lose face.Aside from family, Zheng Ziming also didn't want Yang Qing to become a woman who was not known to be chaste.

They all grew up under the halo of the family. It is the hard work and cooperation of everyone in the family that can make them what they are today.If he was entrusted to live in a commoner's home, not to mention the rich clothes and fine food, I'm afraid it would be difficult even to study.

How could he have the heart to let the efforts of the family go down the drain, and even humiliate his face?

Born in such a big family, he has no capital to be willful, so why does he want to marry a wife who has never met, and even has other men in his heart?Why did Zheng Derun suffer the consequences of the entanglement between them?

So whether Yang Qing scolded him or hated him, Zheng Ziming was as firm as ever, and his stand never wavered.

The little servant curled his lips, slandered Yuan'er in his heart for a moment, and then asked in doubt: "Master, aren't you Xiumu today, why did you go to the Yamen again?"

"I should avoid suspicion when my brother and sister-in-law get along," he said.

Zheng Ziming calmly went to the household department to read the files, sat in the dining hall to eat peacefully, returned home peacefully, and sat in the corridor to change his shoes.

At this moment, a man's figure flashed past in the corner of his vision, Zheng Ziming felt a little bit in his heart, sat up straight, and looked back.

The strange shadow turned a corner and went into Yang Qing's room.

Zheng Ziming stayed for a moment, became angry, and followed without saying a word.

When the man came in, he kicked open the door and shouted angrily: "Who is it!"

When the man saw Zheng Ziming, he was terrified and looked at Yang Qing in bewilderment.

Yang Qing sat by the bed and looked at him in panic: "You are here..."

"Get lost!" Zheng Ziming repelled him, and turned to look at Yang Qing.

At this time, he realized that Yang Qing was crying, biting her lower lip, as if she wanted to say something.

Zheng Ziming didn't want to hear her excuse at all, and his anger ignited from his heart.

She is wronged, she suffers, and she misses what she loves, so can she be so unscrupulous?She only knows her own pain, how has she ever considered others?

"Yang Qing, have you had enough?" Zheng Ziming lost control for the first time, as if there was a beast that lost his mind in his chest, he roared, "Is your pain so great, what about the others, I, brother, the Yang family The Zheng family, and even the common people in the world, no one suffers!"

Yang Qing slowly opened her eyes wide, like a child caught off guard by a slap by her parents, eyes full of disbelief.

She opened her mouth, as if in a daze: "So you think my feelings are not worth mentioning at all?"

"You are the most painful, you are the most uncomfortable, is it okay?" Zheng Ziming's eyes were red, "Why is there such a selfish person like you in the world, just because of his own selfishness, he disturbed the entire Zheng family... ..My brother and I's tolerance is not the reason for you to break the bottom line again and again!"

Tears glistened in Yang Qing's sluggish eyes, and she murmured: "Selfish...how selfless do you want me to be?"

"You can ask such a question, it can be seen that you have never paid attention to the dedication of the Zheng family. I know you hate me. Since you hate me, come to me alone!" Zheng Ziming poked his chest hard, "None of the rest of the Zheng family owes you!"

Yang Qing took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and stopped looking at him: "You go."

With Yang Qing's violent personality, Zheng Ziming thought that she would definitely jump up and argue with him, but he didn't expect that what he said was like hitting the cotton with a fist, and he had nowhere to focus.

Zheng Ziming held his breath in his chest, trembling with anger.

"You...you wait, I'll tell my brother right now, let him divorce you and go home."

When Zheng Ziming rushed out, there was a servant girl playing around on the road, but he didn't see him coming, so he bumped into him.

The servant girl turned pale with shock, and quickly knelt down: "Master, forgive me!"

Zheng Ziming grabbed her collar: "Where is my brother?"

The servant girl was frightened by his face, and immediately burst into tears.

"I ask you where he is!"

"In, in the study..."

Zheng Ziming rushed to the study like a gust of wind, ignored Zheng Derun's surprised expression, and pressed his hands on the table: "Brother, I have to tell you about Yang Qing."

Zheng Derun's complexion changed, and a dark look flashed in his eyes: "What do you want to say?"

Zheng Ziming didn't understand the change in his expression. At this moment, he was so angry that he didn't have time to think, and blurted out: "Actually, Yang Qing, she's a red apricot..."

"Enough." Zheng Derun interrupted him.

Zheng Ziming didn't expect him to react like this, and hastily explained: "Brother, I know you treat her well, but she betrayed you!"

"I said, shut up!" Zheng Derun's face changed suddenly, "Get out!"

"..."

Zheng Ziming was stunned.

Zheng Derun's chest heaved violently. After a while, he suppressed his emotions and said patiently: "Don't say anything about these dirty people's innocence. Let's go."

Zheng Ziming walked out in a daze.

The ailments that Yang Qing and Zheng Derun felt continuously were gradually superimposed and expanded to a level that he couldn't ignore.

It seemed that something happened that he didn't know about.

At this moment, there was a sudden scream in the mansion, and then all the servants became flustered.

Zheng Ziming grabbed a servant casually and frowned: "What's wrong?"

"The eldest young lady is dead!"

As if he had been punched hard, Zheng Ziming's eyes were darkened, and his whole body froze.

How is it possible, Yang Qing just quarreled with him properly, how could it be gone?

The servant broke free from his hand and ran to report the news.

Zheng Ziming stood where he was, and suddenly walked quickly to the backyard—he couldn't believe it, how could Yang Qing die!

Seeing him coming, Yuan'er blocked the door with red eyes, and roared: "Get out, you are not welcome here!"

Across Yuan'er's shoulder, Zheng Ziming clearly saw the blood all over the place, and the bright and charming girl was lying in the pool of blood with a peaceful expression.

There was a sudden buzzing in both ears, and a voice in Zheng Ziming's mind was speaking.

She is dead.