Jinyu dusted off the folds on her clothes and stood up slowly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Songluo lowered her eyes, only lowered her head, took Jinyu's hand, and walked in the direction of the mourning hall.

Because he deliberately walked slowly, he wanted to blurt out words several times, so he endured it, and Qiushui still followed silently behind him, and when he turned the corner, Songluo said in a voice that the two of them could hear:

"Miss, the slave seems to have seen Miss Twelve behind the willow tree just now!" After speaking, he frowned and secretly glanced at Jinyu's expression.

Qiushui saw that Songluo was talking to Jinyu about some secret things, so he raised his head, and the corners of his eyes were twitched around, paying attention to the surroundings.

Looking at the toes of his eyes, he heard Songluo's words, and just smiled at Songluo.

"So here's the chance for revenge!" As she spoke, Jinyu's eyes gradually turned cold.

Since Cheng Jinyue used Cheng Jinyan to deal with her, why didn't Cheng Jinyan deal with Cheng Jinyue first? In this way, Cheng Jinyue will relax her vigilance against her, and she will be better able to do it, she doesn't like trouble, but she doesn't like the assassination of others.

Songluo listened to Jinyu's words, and only came over after half a ring, seeing that she knew it in her heart, she only felt a little lost in her heart, and it seemed that there was nothing that could help Miss, every time, she thought she knew something, Miss actually planned it, and she couldn't help but feel a little discouraged when she thought of it.

When Qiushui came back, she happened to look at Songluo who was looking at her with a little sadness just now, and Qiushui was inexplicable for a while, and recalled the conversation between the two of them just now, so she couldn't help but gloat.

It's just that the relaxed expressions of a few people didn't last long, and when they were about to arrive at the mourning hall arranged in the front yard, they only heard someone who roared: "Call the Imperial Doctor~"

Jin Yu listened to the footsteps, glanced at Qiushui and Songluo, who were also solemnly following her, and when they saw the two girls nodding in unison, they consciously took a step back, and then changed their anxious looks, and ran towards the mourning hall, until they couldn't see Jin Yu's figure, and the two chased in the direction of Jin Yu.

In the lobby of the front yard, there are often several small bedrooms for a short rest, in order to prevent some unexpected situations.

When Jin Yu rushed to the hall from behind, she could see that there was a mess everywhere, and this messy appearance made people unable to remember its original appearance.

At this time, there was nothing good in the hall except for the coffin, and the coffin seemed to be sprinkled with blood, and when it fell to the ground, it looked like a little red plum falling on the snow.

The pillars of the hall and the spirit flags were full of knife marks, and some people only hesitated to stand aside, and when they saw Jinyu suddenly appear here, the maids acted as if they hadn't seen it.

"Miss!"

Songluo and Qiushui also rushed over, and when they saw the appearance of the hall at this time, they were also taken aback, and they hurriedly glanced at Jinyu quietly, and then walked to those subordinates who were already scared and trembling, and asked the reason.

"Jiao Niang, why are you here?"

The Zhao family, who had just come out to look for her, happened to see Jin Yu standing in front of the spirit in a daze, and couldn't help but be frightened, looked around, and saw that the underground people were all bowing their heads, and walked in front of Jin Yu and asked helplessly.

As he spoke, he felt that something was wrong, took Jinyu's hand, and bowed to the old lady's coffin, and then pulled Jinyu to run back in a strange way, and did not forget to instruct as he walked: "Something happened to your grandmother, don't ask some others later!" ”

Zhao didn't care whether Jin Yu understood or not, he only wrung his brows and tangled, holding Jin Yu's hand, but he kept rubbing Jin Yu's knuckles.

This uneasy look made Jinyu a little curious.

The traces cut out with the sword in the mourning hall, I am afraid that the old lady took the imperial sword, but this is a big trouble in the mourning hall, but I don't know what happened to the rice paper before.

When Zhao pulled Jin Yu and hurriedly walked outside the temporary resting house, he saw Jing Gu who had been waiting there for a long time, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when Zhao found Jin Yu, and then lowered his head and smiled at Jin Yu, and then told Zhao about the situation in the house;

"Just now, the Holy Lord sent his father-in-law and the imperial doctor who invited him to come, saying that he had taken back the Shang Fang sword that he had given to the old lady before, and the old lady had survived now, but she was still in a coma at this time."

After speaking, Jing Gu's face was a little embarrassed, because the saint not only took back the imperial sword, but also took back the old lady's order, the old lady is so old, and she also made a big fuss about her husband's mourning hall, if it is an ordinary family, whether it is sinking pond or being suspended, it should be.

If the saint does this, I'm afraid the side is also protecting the old lady!

"What are you doing here with her, why don't you go back soon!"

Here Jing Gu was still pulling Zhao to speak, and suddenly a stern voice interjected, and Zhao and Jing Gu immediately looked at the person in silence.

Jin Yu noticed that the person was walking towards them, and because of the reminder of the pineapple who had followed at some point, she found the person before the Zhao family.

Because the person who came was too high, he paid attention to the words of the Zhao family in his heart, so he didn't dare to blatantly look at the person who came at first, and when he saw that he was wearing a white filial piety robe, he thought that it should be from the house, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

It wasn't until the other party spoke up that he looked up in some surprise.

To be honest, Jinyu is very lazy, and lazy remembering people is one of them.

After staying in Cheng's house for more than half a year, she only remembered a handful of people, so when she looked up and saw the other party, she found Jing Gu and took a step back respectfully behind Zhao, Zhao only glanced at the other party and then skimmed his face, and Jin Yu's good-looking eyebrows wrinkled into a small pimple.

Cheng Yan was a little surprised to see his eldest daughter here, after all, in private, even the total number of times they met was not much.

After looking around the room and not seeing Zhao, I thought that when I came out of Songhe Courtyard just now, I seemed to have seen Zhao from a distance with Cheng Jinyu, so I kept a look in my heart, until Chang Sui at the door glanced at him, and she made an excuse to come out.

From a distance, at first, Cheng Erye only saw Cheng Jinyu's small head and the top of her black hair, and when he got closer, he saw her looking at herself so suspiciously, but he was a little unhappy in his heart.

Just looked at Zhao, who was impatient with him, touched his nose, and his eyes lit up when he saw Cheng Jinyu's appearance clearly.

Cheng Erye and Zhao are childhood sweethearts, so he has seen Zhao's appearance when he was a child, and at this moment, when he saw Jinyu's pink little face and a pair of eyes like black gems, he looked at Cheng Erye dim for a while.

Jin Yu is almost exactly the same as Zhao's when he was a child, but Zhao has a long face, but Jin Yu has a round face, even if a small sharp chin is exposed under the baby's fat face, it is also ignored by Cheng Erye, I only feel that Cheng Jinyu almost combines the characteristics of the two of them, especially Zhao's brightness, which is a little flamboyant at first glance.

But Jin Yu is different, Jin Yu has a round face with Cheng Erye, and Zhao's bright facial features look a little delicate.