Zuo Shiyu glanced coldly at Yi Jinxi's direction, she pouted, and walked in Yi Jinxi's direction alone.

In front of everyone, she asked Yi Jinxi loudly: "I don't know where this son-in-law came from?"

The corners of Yi Jinxi's mouth hooked a ruffian smile, and he clenched his fists at Zuo Shiyu and said: "No door, no faction!"

As soon as Yi Jinxi's words came out, everyone in the hall burst into laughter and pointed at him.

In the face of everyone's guidance, Yi Jinxi didn't feel anything, for an orphan, it was the best to live until now, he never asked for anything.

When going out, the master told him not to tell his sect, otherwise it would lead to murder.

When he was a child, he was taken in by the master and followed his old man to learn martial arts, although he learned a few percent of the skills, but for the master, he hoped that he would work harder and complete what he had learned all his life.

Seeing everyone's mocking looks, Zuo Shiyu felt a little sympathy for Yi Jinxi in front of her, and asked at that time, just to hug the revenge of the bath, she didn't expect this to be the case.

Seeing Zuo Shiyu's guilty face, Yi Jinxi shrugged indifferently.

For Yi Jinxi, he has seen too many white eyes since he was a child, and the language of those people's attacks is nothing to him.

But for Miss Zuo Shiyu, she couldn't accept it.

The things that the two have been exposed to since childhood are different, their encounters are different, and the emotions they understand are also different.

Yi Jinxi respectfully handed over the letter from the master, and whispered to Zuo Shiyu: "Give this to a woman named Zuo Zhirui, thank you!" After speaking, the whole person quickly flashed out of the door.

His rapid movement stunned everyone, I am afraid that none of the young people present can have the fast pace of Yi Jinxi.

In addition to being amazed, everyone was speculating, where did the sect come from?

Zuo Shiyu listened to everyone's discussion, her eyes were full of inquiry, and she wondered in her heart, who is this man's poet, and why did he give the letter to her aunt.

Holding the letter in hand, Zuo Shiyu turned around and walked into the back hall, Zuo Batian saw his baby daughter return to the back hall, so he had to let her leave.

He had four sons, and finally gave birth to a daughter when he was 40 years old, and his love for his daughter exceeded all.

As soon as his daughter spoke out, he left all the good things for her.

The four sons are also sensible and take good care of their sister.

Zuo Shiyu grew up in a honey pot since she was a child, and her pampered personality was also given to him by his father and four elder brothers.

She has never moved what she wanted since she was a child, as long as she opened her mouth, things naturally fell into her hands.

Zuo Shiyu hurriedly walked to her aunt's residence and knocked lightly on her aunt's door: "Auntie, someone asked me to send you a letter today?"

When Zuo Zhirui heard the letter, her heart trembled, for so many years, no one knew where she lived.

Unless it's him, yes, it must be him, Zuo Zhirui gently curled her hair in the mirror, she slowly walked to the door and opened the door.

I saw Zuo Shiyu standing at the door, holding a letter in her hand, Zuo Zhirui glanced at the letter and reached out to take it.

She opened the letter anxiously, and the familiar font came into view.

Breathing was a little stagnant, Zuo Zhirui stared quietly at the handwriting on the letter, tears blurring her eyes.

The long-sealed feelings rippled in her heart, and Zuo Zhirui burst into tears when she looked at the words that showed emotion word by word.

"Auntie, why are you crying?" Zuo Shiyu looked at her aunt's crying appearance and comforted her softly.

She grabbed her aunt's arm and told her not to cry.

Zuo Zhirui couldn't hide the excitement in her heart, she covered her cheeks with her hands and cried bitterly.

The thoughts expressed between the lines are only understood by her.

At the beginning, the two were opposed to each other because of their sects, and the so-called good and evil factions could never intersect.

Zuo Zhirui was oppressed by her brother and gave up her love, and she remembered all the happy days when the two were together in those years.

"I'm going out, don't tell your father!" Zuo Zhirui whispered to Zuo Shiyu.

Zuo Shiyu didn't understand why her aunt was crying, but she understood that her aunt was not a random cryer, and she could only show that the person on the letter was very important to her.

Zuo Shiyu looked at her aunt's resolute appearance. There was a hint of envy in my heart.

Auntie's ease, aunt's determination, and aunt's firmness all made Zuo Shiyu envious.

Time flies, the relationship between the two can be so good, and the love that is worth pursuing by the aunt is not as simple as it is said.

Decades of solitary guarding, decades of looking at each other, decades of waiting.

Zuo Zhirui couldn't calm down the excitement in her heart for a moment, if she had been more resolute, maybe it wouldn't be like this.

Now, he is still waiting for himself, and he will definitely give himself a chance, even if it is love, she must love it well.

With a heart like an arrow, Zuo Zhirui took the letter in her hand, ran out of the mountain, and ran towards the familiar place.

Zuo Shiyu stood tightly on the peak, looking at the majestic mountain in front of him, his eyes full of loss.

She left a letter in her room, changed the maid's clothes, blended into the crowd, and walked out.

She doesn't want to spend her whole life in this cage, she wants to be like her aunt and pursue her own happiness.

The first time she went down the mountain, Zuo Shiyu was more curious about everything, she looked left and right, and played curiously with the small ornaments on the street.

found an inn, Zuo Shiyu leaned on the bed, closed her eyes and recuperated, she had never walked such a long way, she was a little tired.

But for some reason, he suddenly smelled a burst of fragrance, and in a daze, Zuo Shiyu saw a man enter his room.

Resisted himself and walked out, with a black cloth covering his head, Zuo Shiyu couldn't see anything clearly.

I don't know how long she walked, she noticed that there was a rugged mountain cliff in front of her, Zuo Shiyu listened to the sound of the carriage, and the sound of the girl crying beside her.

Zuo Shiyu heard the third brother say before that some thieves outside the mountain specialize in robbing women and selling them to Qinglou.

Zuo Shiyu thought of this, her mind was numb, and she thought in her heart: She won't be so unlucky, as soon as she goes out, she will encounter this kind of thing.

The body kept writhing, only to hear a man next to him yelling: "Be honest with me, when you get to the place in a while, give me a good performance, if you behave well, you will be rewarded, if you mess up the master's business, I will let you not eat and walk around, do you understand?"

The girls replied loudly, only Zuo Shiyu did not make a sound, an old bustard walked to Zuo Shiyu's side, tore off the black cloth, reached out and pinched her chin, and showed a happy smile in her mouth: "Where did you get this goods, looking at the water color, it should be a girl from a big family, it looks like a crepe, have you checked it, don't make big trouble?"

A black man, holding the hand of the old bustard, replied softly: "She is not local, she will be fine, tonight, I heard that a son paid a lot of money, so let this girl accompany him, if it is good, we will send it!"