Chapter 330: Jin's Nightmare

Yingzhou is the nightmare of the Jin family, if it weren't for looking for Xia Qiu, she would not want to return to this sad place for the rest of her life.

The magpie welcomed her into the house, and the Jin family looked around while drinking tea, puzzled: "The Jin Mansion has obviously burned, how can it rise again?"

"Yes......" Magpie hesitated, "It was built for you by Li Gongzi, and he will come over occasionally." ”

Jin smiled bitterly, "Thank you for your kindness." "What Li Gongzi is, it's just a negative person who gives up everything for power.

The magpie looked dumbfounded, and only after a while did he say: "If the prince didn't have a heart for you, how could he go to great lengths to rebuild the Jin Mansion, he has ...... for so many years."

Jin interrupted: "I wonder if the princess is okay?" ”

The magpie looked embarrassed, but still replied truthfully, "The princess is fine." ”

Jin's eyes were red, but he forced back his tears, "I want to see him." ”

"Please take a break, Miss Jin, I'll arrange it."

Jin's heart ached, "Do you know where my family is buried?" ”

"The prince buried them in Changtingpo outside the city." In the fire of that year, the thirty-six mouths of Jinfu searched for one less person, and the prince had more hope, and he did not give up the search for the past 20 years, but he didn't expect that God was really eye-opening.

Jin wanted to go to worship, so he got up and took his leave.

The magpie knew that her heart knot was still there, and he was afraid that she would disappear again, so he offered to go with Jin.

Jin refused, and told Magpie the inn where he was staying, "I won't go, I'll wait for him." ”

After Jin left, the magpie was busy flying pigeons and passing the book.

Changting Slope, there are thirty-six tombs in turn, and even the Jin family's are also impressively listed, but they are just clothed mounds. The other graves were desolate, but hers had been cleaned regularly. Shortly after the death day, there were still unfinished burnt incense paper and candles in front of the tomb, as well as rotten fruits.

Without cleaning tools, Jin pulled the grass with both hands, and his hands quickly broke and bleed.

The pain of the ten fingers and the heart kept reminding the Jin family that twenty years of blood feud.

After worshipping, it was already dark when he returned to the inn, and after giving medicine to his hands, Jin Shi ate something to fill his stomach and fell asleep dizzily.

She had long dreams, dreaming of the bloody case in Jinfu, dreaming of Xia Qiu being captured and made into a puppet corpse. She woke up from her nightmare and sat up from her bed, only to find that she had burst into tears.

"Amian." In the room where you can't see your fingers, there is an extra shadow next to the bed, and the voice is full of vicissitudes and helplessness, as well as the joy of being lost and regained.

Jin couldn't make out his voice, and it wasn't until he forcibly took herself into her arms that she screamed and pushed away, raised her hand and slapped him angrily, "Let go of me!" ”

The dim lights turned on, and Jin's eyes were blood-red, staring at the man who was close at hand. She pulled out the scissors under her pillow and stabbed him in the chest.

King Liang dodged and clasped her wrist, and the scissors fell with a clatter, "Ah Mian, do you really hate me so much?" ”

Jin's eyes were blood-red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for you, how could my family have died tragically?" ”

"I didn't expect that to happen." King Liang held the hand of the Jin clan beating him, sighed deeply and said, "Since you are back, I will do my best to make up for you, you give me another chance." ”

"How can you make it up to me?" Jin sneered: "Do you want to bring the murderer to justice? ”

King Liang's face choked, "I will, but now is not the time." ”

Jin withdrew his hand, ignoring King Liang's earnest guilty eyes, "If you really treat me badly, I don't need you to avenge me, you just need to agree to my request." ”

King Liang was surprised, Jin Mian had been missing for twenty years before he came back to find him, but it was only for one request. The request would certainly not be simple, but he was carried away by the joy of the meeting," you said. ”

"You let my daughter go."

King Liang was stunned, but he didn't expect that she was not only married, but also had a daughter. But after thinking about it, she is weak and helpless, how can she survive if she doesn't marry?

His women are uncountable, but they are all voluntary, how can her daughter be in his hands?

Seeing that he was puzzled, the Jin family was even more angry, and said angrily: "You let Xia Qiu go." ”

"Xia Qiu is your daughter?" King Liang's eyes almost didn't fall, and he gave her a strange look. Xia Qiu is a member of the Feng family, and Qiao Fengwei is twins of the same mother and mother, how can it be Jinmian's daughter.

Jin Shi forbeared: "She is my righteous daughter." ”

King Liang was stunned, his people investigated Xia Qiu very clearly, she was indeed very close to the Wu family. But he never expected that Xia Qiu's godmother turned out to be Jinmian.

The situation of the Wu family, the people below also investigated clearly, Wu Jin's family was beaten by her husband all the year round, and was even almost sold to the kiln to pick up customers.

King Liang knows human nature very well, the Jin family has endured her husband's beating for twenty years, and she is unwilling to respond to the state looking for him, how can she come alone for the sake of the so-called goddaughter?

He couldn't help but think of Master Wu Neng's words, and then thought of Xia Qiu's special relationship with the Wu family, and then he realized that Xia Qiu really had a Qiankun destiny.

She is not Xia Qiu, she is Wu Yu who was killed by Hua Ting not long ago, and Wu Yu is Jinmian's daughter.

"Summer and autumn are in my hands." King Liang looked at Jin's family, showed a comfortable smile, and held her hand again, "I can't let her go now." But don't worry, I won't hurt her hair, and I can arrange for you to meet her. ”

The Jin clan was full of cold, and before he could speak in time, he was already pulled up by King Liang and walked out of the door.

She was naturally reluctant to leave, and said vigilantly: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Don't you want to see her?" King Liang asked rhetorically, "If you don't come with me, how can you see her?" ”

The Jin family felt cheating, but in order to see Xia Qiu, he could only follow him with his head.

She was lifted into a carriage and made her way through the night.

Nervous, she secretly glanced at King Liang, only to see that he was closing his eyes and recuperating, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Jin lifted the side window, but it was dark outside the window, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

After about half an hour, the carriage stopped in front of the Jinfu Gate.

Jin realized that she had been fooled, but she had no choice now. In any case, she has to find a way to rescue Xia Qiu.

When he got out of the carriage, he couldn't see the ground clearly, so Jin brushed away King Liang's kind hand and forcibly jumped out of the carriage.

The ground was uneven, and she stumbled and almost fell, her foot fell off, and her face turned pale with pain.

King Liang picked her up by the waist, and carried her back directly to Tingxue Yuan despite her objections, "You stay here first, and I will arrange for you to meet in a few days." ”

Jin Shi blackened his face and did not speak, disgusted with him to the extreme.

King Liang asked the magpie to ask for a doctor, but the Jin family refused. has to be instructed by the divine doctor, and the Jin family has a good hand at the trauma of the broken foot.

He looked surprised, but didn't say anything.

He glanced at the magpie coldly, "Take care of Jinmian, this is your last chance." "If it weren't for the hope, the magpie would have buried the Jin family twenty years ago.

The magpie is a person who is the king of Liang, so he naturally doesn't dare to say anything.

King Liang did not leave, and went to the courtyard next door to rest.