Jiang Linglong took a carriage from Zixiao Palace, took Orange Moon, and rushed to Fuyun Villa.

After all, King Cao's palace is located on the outskirts of the city, and her and Orange Moon's feet are relatively tight. She doesn't know how to drive, and Orange Moon knows some but isn't good at it, so the two of them go all the way back with one heart on it.

As soon as the car reached the foot of the mountain, she smelled the smell of carbon in the mountains and the smell of smoke after the fire.

Jiang Linglong didn't speak along the way, and Orange Moon didn't dare to ask anything. At this moment, when they entered the mountain, they all went to the village anxiously. There were no soldiers on the road, presumably King Liang's men had withdrawn.

Zhuangzi was unrecognizable, and the fire inside and out was burned to soot overnight. She trampled through the rubble, smelling the smell of barbecue and the blood left behind from the fight, and felt a pang of nausea. She couldn't tell whether the corpses under her feet were friend or foe, some were charred black, some were discolored human bones, and some were finally flesh and bones.

She covered her mouth and nose and went to the Spring Mu Garden. The Orange Moon is a close second.

Kuang Yu deliberately set up Fuyuan's mourning hall and her private belongings in the underground cave in the center of Chunmu Garden, indicating that he buried the gunpowder lead there. As soon as she entered the yard, she dug desperately through the rubble and ashes in front of her.

"Master," Orange Moon was cautious behind, "Didn't you say that the corpse of the owner of the village was collected by the king?" What else are you looking for? She saw Jiang Linglong silently and just knelt and dug with her bare hands in the buried places, and saw that the nails on her hands were broken and bleeding, and her eyes were even redder, and she didn't care about the identity of the master and servant, and ran over and hugged Jiang Linglong, "Master, don't be like this." It's not your fault. Don't do that. The owner of the village loves you so much on weekdays, he is in the spirit of heaven, how distressed and sad it is to see you like this. "Orange Moon she will not comfort people, she is already uncomfortable in her heart, all the way up the mountain has been patiently praying for a miracle to happen, and now she sees Jiang Linglong digging up a corpse like a lost soul, so she can't help it anymore, hugging Jiang Linglong and crying bitterly, she won't let her move again.

"Death is to see the corpse." Jiang Linglong lowered her hand and was silent, "He's not dead." ”

The injuries examined by King Liang himself are pretended to be the corpses examined by himself, so what? As long as he doesn't see it, he's still alive.

"It's not him here. Why does the one in King Liang's hand have to be. She pushed the orange moon away, and continued to dig the earth with her bloody hand with broken nails, the yard was planted with all kinds of flowers and trees, paved with gravel, her hands had been cut by the roots of the trees that had not yet burned, the thorns of the flowers and trees, and the hard stone chips, and the bloody nails were constantly embedded in the earth and stones, but she seemed to be unconscious, allowing her slender hands to be cut and stabbed, and digging up the corpse with all her heart, carefully identifying.

Of course, Orange Moon didn't let her, snatched her hand and held it in his arms, "Master, even Orange Moon, please don't hurt yourself anymore." She knew Jiang Linglong's intentions, looked at her with a crying face, and told her firmly, "It's not your fault." Even if you don't stay, the owner is ready to die. King Liang and Gonggong Yin are so good at kung fu, he doesn't stay behind, and the people around him can't stop them. ”

“…… King Liang is not dead. After a while, she spoke slowly, her voice was not in tune, and she was calm with strange emotions, "King Liang is not dead yet." ”

Seeing that she had finally stopped, Orange Moon hurriedly hugged her, patted her on the back to soothe, and secretly sniffed and wiped her tears while patting. In the midst of tears, she saw a thin figure walking in the direction of her and her master. She wiped away her tears and wanted to identify it, but found that it was a living person, and she didn't know it, so she subconsciously forbade herself and became alert.

Jiang Linglong noticed that the orange moon was strange and turned around.

"Ma'am," the visitor had already walked up to him, and upon closer inspection, he found that he was clutching his flank, wounded, but still kneeling in front of her, "the little one is late." ”

Only then did she have a light in her eyes and come to her senses.

"Nong!" She quickly helped him up, and asked him to sit next to the broken wall, ripped off her skirt, and bandaged him neatly, "Fortunately, the injury is not deep." ”

Kuang Yu said that he asked her to go to Nongyu. There must be some explanation.

"Kuang Yu asked me to find you, but what do you have to trust?" She was beating a drum in her heart, and even guessed that Kuang Yu was in danger and asked Nong Yu to report the news. Seeing Nong Yu take out an envelope from her arms, she hurriedly opened it and lowered her head to read it.

The lowered head did not lift up for a long time. The letter was only a few lines, and she actually looked at the time of a small stick of incense. The signature was handwritten by Kwong Yu himself, and it was stamped, but the date was a week ago.

“…… Madam. Nong Yu couldn't see Jiang Linglong's appearance, but she also saw her hand holding the letter paper trying her best to control the trembling, and tried to whisper comfort, "Master, that's for your own good." Don't misunderstand his feelings. He saw her eyelashes twitch, and said, "The master said that if the matter fails, he will give this letter to his wife." ”

The orange moon on the side was saluted, and I didn't come to see what was going on, but the people who spoke and the people who received the letter knew that this was a letter of resignation.

It was Kuang Yu who considered the success and success and left a life talisman for Jiang Linglong.

Seeing that she didn't say a word, Nong Yu called her softly, "Madam? ”

When she heard this, she put away the letter, folded it neatly and stuffed it back into the envelope, and hid it in the placket of her clothes. When I looked up again, my eyes were already cold, like another person.

"Kwong Yu once said, you have something important to do. Are you done? She asked in a deep voice.

Nong Yu didn't expect her to ask this, she was stunned for a moment, and then replied respectfully, "Okay." ”

She nodded, and explained, "You put it away, don't let anyone know where to hide." Including me. ”

At this time, Nong Yu was really stunned, nodded blankly, and the word "good" slipped out of the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

Madame knows what I'm going to do? He was amazed and incredulous.

"It was exchanged for the lives of the people in the village, so it must be kept properly." She looked at the injured Nong Yu again, "King Liang's dog thief, it is King Cao's soldiers who are sent, and it is not easy for you to retreat with your whole body." She got up, and at the same time pulled Orange Moon up, and was about to walk back.

"Madame, ma'am, where are we going?" Orange Moon followed her, and there was a person of her own who she had never met before, so it was inevitable that she didn't know why.

"The whereabouts of your owner are unknown," Jiang Linglong said without any room for turn, "I'll clean the door for him first." ”

Nong Yu drove, and soon the three of them arrived in the south of the city, the former Prime Minister's Mansion, and now the Kuang Mansion.

Orange Moon helped Jiang Linglong open the door in front. Nong Yu was about to hide from the beam, but Jiang Linglong stretched out his hand to hold him.

"From today on, whether you or Jinwu, you must see people openly and live upright, just like other living shadows." Jiang Linglong's voice was not loud, but her momentum was compelling, as if as long as she said it, it would come true, "Kuang Mansion is guarding you." I guard Kuang's house. ”

The door opened, and Jiang Linglong was dressed in embarrassment, but she couldn't hide her majesty. This girl who doesn't know martial arts, has faded away from the affinity and cuteness of her usual life, and her eyes are calm and indescribably hateful, but there is no mountain dew on her face.

She glanced at the people resting in the courtyard of the door, and ordered in a cold voice, "Go and bring the primrose." ”