Yang Yu shouted pitifully: "Buddha is merciful, I must change my ways, and I will never give away people to the God Emperor again......"

Fa Yuan slapped his neck, and with a soft click, Yang Yu fell to the ground with his head staggered. His hands and feet twitched in a strange position, and feces and urine flowed out of his pants. If you let go of such a beastly thing, the compassionate Buddha will not forgive the Dharma.

Fa Yuan didn't kill Yang Yu, but this palm cut off his neck. From then on, even if he was rescued, he was a real idiot and could only live in bed.

Fa Yuan looked at the other people on the ground, and pronounced a Buddha cry: "Although you are not the culprit, you are an accomplice, and the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped." The debts of more than 20 unjust souls will be collected from you first. "The figure flashed a few times, and everyone broke one hand and one leg.

Except for not finding out the whereabouts of the God Emperor, the bad guys have basically been punished as they deserve. Fa Yuan thought about it, and when he returned to Chuyang City, he wrote to the emperor, punished Yang Qingsong, the city lord of Fancheng, and tracked down the liar God Emperor.

He ended up defining that god-emperor as a folk liar. A guy who pretends to be a ghost must not be able to make any waves.

He took Zhao Xiangyi out of the courtyard and put a pair of shoes at her feet.

Zhao Xiangyi kicked her shoes open and said in a mosquito-like voice: "I don't want to wear those stinky men's shoes." ”

Fa Yuan returned to the courtyard and soon came out again, clutching several large rags in his hands. He squatted in front of Zhao Xiangyi, ready to wrap the strip of cloth around her feet.

Zhao Xiangyi took two steps back and retracted her feet. Fa Yuan looked at her puzzled, she blushed and said, "I don't want to use the strips of cloth torn from those stinky men." ”

At this time, it was already early in the morning, Fa Yuan looked around, and chuckled helplessly: "Where can I find a fragrant man in these four weeks?" Miss Zhao doesn't want me to be a thief in the middle of the night and steal a pair of shoes for you, right?"

Zhao Xiangyi said in a low voice: "You, can you carry me back?"

This request is not too much, Fa Yuan has already carried and hugged her once. But this time the situation was different, and the atmosphere was a little charming. Fa Yuan thought about it, and finally squatted down in front of her. Zhao Xiangyi was like a little bird, and she pounced on Fayuan's back.

Fa Yuan jumped on the roof of the house and swept towards the north of the city with light work. Zhao Xiangyi pressed her face against the back of Fa Yuan and took a few deep breaths at his neck. In his heart, he regretted slightly, this black coat cut off his scent and blocked his hard and elastic muscles.

Fa Yuan's body was like electricity, flying quickly across the roof. Suddenly, Zhao Xiangyi exclaimed, let go of her hands and leaned back. Her hands on Fayuan's neck had no strength for a long time, and she finally couldn't support it and let go of her hands.

It's hard for her to be a delicate lady, and she hasn't been touched for several hours. Tormented by fright, death, and betrayal, she has endured such a big setback, and she can climb for so long, which is the result of her hard work.

Fa Yuan reacted very quickly, and he hugged Zhao Xiangyi in his arms with a twist. He looked around nervously, and Zhao Xiangyi said embarrassedly: "My hands are numb, and I can't support it." ”

Fa Yuan raised his hands and hugged Zhao Xiangyi forward. This kind of hugging is called the princess hug. Zhao Xiangyi is the daughter of the prince and a real princess, and being held by him like this is worthy of the name.

Staring at Fa Yuan's handsome face, Zhao Xiangyi felt like a deer had broken into her heart. In a moment of forgetfulness, she stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Fayuan's neck.

Fa Yuan traveled extremely fast, and under the guidance of Zhao Xiangyi, he soon arrived at Yin Shifu. Her uncle is Fan Cheng Yin, and his status is second only to Yang Qingsong. Fa Yuan didn't go through the main gate, directly crossed the high wall, and sent Zhao Xiangyi to the small building where she lived.

In the attic, two pretty girls sat in front of the lamp, holding their chins with their hands, and their sad faces were obviously on their minds.

Fa Yuan put down Zhao Xiangyi, and said, "The poor monk said goodbye," and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Zhao Xiangyi originally wanted to invite Fa Yuan in for a cup of tea and rest for a while before leaving. Before she could say anything, Fa Yuan disappeared. She stared blankly at the direction in which Fa Yuan disappeared, with mixed feelings in her heart, and couldn't help crying.

The two little girls heard crying, and rushed out of the attic to see Zhao Xiangyi standing on the balcony. The two screamed, "Oh my God! ”

A girl circled around Zhao Xiangyi, looking at it and asking, "Miss, are you okay?" Why did you suddenly appear on the balcony?"

The other maid hurried downstairs, shouting as she ran, "Madam, Miss is back." ”

Zhao Xiangyi looked far away, and under the bright moonlight, she could no longer see the figure of that person. I'm so annoying, isn't it worth his extra moment?

Xiao Yahuan said: "Miss, what's wrong with you? You didn't come back so late, and you didn't hear from you at all." The lord and the lady were so anxious that they sent a lot of people out to find you. ”

Zhao Xiangyi ignored her, slowly walked into the bedroom, and threw herself on the bed. At this time, her body and mind were all relaxed, and boundless tiredness hit, and she fell into a deep sleep.

People came and went in Yin's mansion, Zhao Qiongying rushed upstairs in a few steps, and asked urgently, "Where is Miss?"

Yahuan pointed to the inner room and said, "Miss is in a bad mood and crying." ”

Zhao Qiongying pushed open the door like a gust of wind, and saw Zhao Xiangyi crawling on the bed. She pushed while shouting, and finally woke up Zhao Xiangyi, but she didn't ask for an exit yet. Zhao Xiangyi screamed sadly and threw herself into her arms.

The more she cried, the more sad she became, and her voice grew louder and louder. Zhao Qiongying's heart gradually became bottomless, and she didn't know what grievances Zhao Xiangyi had suffered outside. She patted Zhao Xiangyi's back nervously and said, "Yi'er, what's wrong? You tell your sister-in-law, and your sister-in-law is in charge of you." ”

Zhao Xiangyi has vented enough, and her eyes are already showing signs of redness and swelling. There were more tears shed that night than she had in eighteen years combined.

She choked up and said, "Auntie, that Yang Yu is not a human, he is a brute......

Before Zhao Qiongying could finish listening, she called Yahuan and said, "Go and call the master over, Yi'er was bullied outside." Later, we will question Yang Qingsong, the good son he raised. ”

When she saw Xiangyi come back, the stone in her heart fell to the ground, and she thought that she had a conflict with Yang Yu. Even if Xiangyi was bullied by Yang Yu, anyway, it would be their wedding date in a month, and young people couldn't hold it, which was normal.

As Zhao Xiangyi narrated, Zhao Qiongying's face gradually turned pale. She said fearfully: "Yang Qingsong has always been good friends with your uncle. His son, Yang Yu, grew up under our noses. I thought I had chosen a wishful husband for you. I didn't expect that we almost hurt you. After speaking, he cried with Zhao Xiangyi.

The two cried for a while. A girl came to report that the master was coming.

Zhao Qiongying said: "Yi'er, your late father made an unintentional mistake, don't hate him." He also didn't know about Yang Yu's situation. You didn't come back in the evening, but it made him anxious. ”

Zhao Xiangyi said softly: "Sister-in-law, I'm tired and want to rest for a while." ”

Zhao Qiongying sighed, walked out of the attic and stopped her husband who hurried over. The two muttered for a while, and her husband left quickly. Zhao Qiongying went up to the attic lightly again. The two little maidens were about to salute when she made a silent gesture on her lips.

In the bedroom, Zhao Xiangyi did not sleep. Instead, he stood in front of the window and watched the night sky in distraction.