When Qi Qingyu left Du Kangyuan, she didn't go to the Zeng family at all, and she suddenly remembered her brother Qi Yongzhang, who was still in Jiujiang, she had ignored.

According to what Zou said earlier, Qi Yongzhang may be in danger, but she is confident that Huang He will keep his promise and will not worry too much.

However, he was restless, and no one wanted to see him, so he hid back in his small courtyard to rest.

When Mama Li, whose face was like ashes, came to ask to see her, Qi Qingyu was pretending to sleep, and she waited outside the bamboo curtain that separated her in the bright room.

At first, I didn't think there was anything wrong with Mama Li, but Qi Qingyu opened her eyes and looked at it carefully for a while, and then she felt that the person kneeling outside the curtain was shaking like chaff?

"What happened?" Qi Qingyu sat up.

"Slave, I'm sorry, six girls, slave, wife......"

"Seriously."

"My wife has slippery tires." Because the courtyard next door is Qi Liangyu's Jingju Courtyard, although Mama Li was sad, she didn't dare to cry, so she only endured her grief.

Qi Qingyu only felt a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"How many people know?" Although she mourned, it did not affect her reaction.

"At that time, it was at the sophomore wife's, the master and the sophomore wife were there, the slave maid and the pearl were there, and they should be gone."

"What?" A thunderbolt suddenly exploded on Qi Qingyu's heart, crumbling, and almost fell to the ground.

Li Zi hurriedly supported her, and said to Mama Li: "What's the matter, Mama Li say it quickly!" ”

"Ma'am...... Mrs. heard, heard, Mrs. She...... The old man said that if the second wife didn't like his wife, he would find a way to divorce his wife......"

"You go, don't tell anyone you've seen me. You haven't seen me, you haven't seen me today! Qi Qingyu's face changed suddenly, and he was very resolute.

Mama Li didn't expect this result, she thought that she was desperately holding back the tears that wanted to burst out of her eyes, and a pair of calloused hands were wiping her face indiscriminately.

Wiping and wiping, all the blood on Zeng's body was pasted on her face, like a bloody person.

Her legs were weak. Afraid of Qi Qingyu, who had a cold expression, he hurriedly left the Watt Courtyard with a crawling belt.

"What does that mean?" Li Zi had a good impression of Zeng, and was very puzzled by Qi Qingyu's reaction.

"They're crazy!" Qi Qingyu gasped, and his mind went blank. only knew that Zeng's fetus could not be saved, and for the affairs of the elders, she was not qualified to put her beak as a child.

Did she go and question her father and mother? Why are you so selfish? Why is it so cruel?

She didn't even want to inquire about how this happened, but if Qi Liangyu knew......

Qi Qingyu had to fall into this troubled water.

She swears. If someone dares to chew the root of Qi Liangyu's tongue, she will definitely tear that person's mouth!

"Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Li Zi asked hurriedly.

Qi Qingyu gasped slightly, "You carry me to my mother." "She couldn't walk.

"What are you going to do?" Li Zi hesitated for a moment before picking her up.

"Go and rub salt in her wounds." Qi Qingyu smiled, laughing more ugly than crying. Li Zi called Chen Zhi, who was busy in the ear room.

Dongsheng Courtyard is quiet, and the gatehouse is dumbfounded, as if facing a great enemy; In the yard, a group of maids and women were stunned.

In the bright room, Cui knelt under the gauze curtain and sobbed. In front of the knee, a small puddle of water.

"Go back and rest. Don't say anything. Qi Qingyu jumped directly from Li Zi's arm, and the sound that occurred shocked everyone inside and out.

Cui Shi raised his head, and when he saw his expressionless and unusually raw daughter, his heart was sour, and he was about to have a flash flood, but he didn't cry out loud.

Qi Qingyu's unwavering eyes were terrifyingly cold.

Cui Shi knelt for a long time, his legs were numb, and he stood up stiffly and almost fell.

Qi Qingyu motioned for Chen Zhi to send Cui's back, especially emphasizing "don't say anything".

When Qi Qingyu lifted the curtain and entered the inner room. Let the plum stay outside the curtain and wait.

Qi Changye's expression was complicated, and he stood there straight, with a pair of red eyes full of remorse looking at Zeng who was not crying or making trouble.

Zeng's face was as dead as ashes, lifeless. Like a tree whose roots are withering, it smells of **.

Qi Qingyu's heart tightened, and she almost rushed forward, "Mother, I'm here." The voice of sorrow was thick with repentance.

"Six girls." A miserable scream escaped from Zeng's mouth. Tears rushed out like a river that suddenly collapsed.

"Don't let your sister know." Zeng endured the huge pain, gritted his teeth and spit out a sentence clearly.

"Mother rest assured, whoever dares to chew the root of the tongue, I will bury him!" Qi Qingyu swore an oath, and his expression was extremely firm.

Tears almost soaked Qi Qingyu's little clothes. It's obviously cold, but it's uncomfortable like a hot fire on the body.

Qi Qingyu was bitter in her heart, and she wanted to persuade her: Mother, don't be sad. Will you get pregnant with your brother in the future?

She was stupid to say that, she didn't know how to comfort her, so she had to bite her lip tightly. With a thin little body, she bears all the pain of this woman whose whole life collapsed because of a man's words.

She could. Qi Qingyu suddenly let go of her teeth, no longer abused her lips, pursed her lips slightly, and her expression was quiet and firm.

After a long, long time, Qi Qingyu thought that this rainy season was over.

"Can you take me to another courtyard?"

Zeng's words brought Qi Qingyu back to the unavoidable reality in front of him.

Qi Qingyu stared at Zeng with some incredulity, she actually smiled slightly, as if she had never been hurt in any way, and there was no heart-rending pain at all.

She smiled slightly, and her red and swollen eyes even showed kindness.

Qi Qingyu had never seen this kind of demeanor, and couldn't help but feel a little frightened, screaming and asking Li Zi to go to the Admiral's Mansion to find Mrs. Jiang to borrow a carriage.

The carriage of the Admiralty Mansion is comfortable and spacious, the wheels are all specially made, and it runs smoothly and steadily, so that Zeng will not bump his body when he sits on it.

After Li Zi went, Qi Changye suddenly opened his mouth for Qi Qingyu to avoid.

Qi Qingyu ignored him, stunned and stood between him and the Zeng family, becoming an insurmountable gap.

Qi Changye was a little anxious, and in the end he had no choice, so he took Qi Qingyu out and locked the door to prevent her from coming in.

Qi Qingyu was able to open the door, and when she was about to pick the bolt of the door, she suddenly gave up.

Do you really want to let the Zeng family be lonely for the rest of their lives? So that even she herself can't face Cui's?

Qi Qingyu hesitated, took back the gadget, and listened to the movement inside.

"You don't have to be pretended. You don't have to speculate that I will instigate the relationship between the six girls and you because of this. I don't have that ability, although she is still young, she can understand right and wrong. ”

Zeng's hoarse voice was resolute.

"I'm sorry."

Zeng smiled dismally, turned his head sideways to avoid him, his gray and misty eyes stared at one place in a daze, and all the memories swirled and stimulated in his mind. The corners of his mouth twitched from time to time, full of sarcasm and silent pain.

Qi Changye's eyes suddenly seemed to be pricked by needles, he couldn't look directly, he tightened his brows, and fled suddenly.

Qi Qingyu wanted to know where Qi Changye would go, and hurriedly said, "Mother, I'll go back and pack some bags." ”

After the world was quiet, Zeng vigorously cried with a headache, as if he was going to tear his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and he couldn't calm down.

To Qi Qingyu's surprise, Qi Changye actually went to find the old lady. (To be continued.) )