"But did you know that you look very haggard now?" Ding Shi was a little skeptical that he was wrong at the time, shouldn't he let her finish this?

Jiang Yingli was already tired, and when she returned home at night, she had to find a way to make Mrs. Hou and Hou Anping feel at ease, and she had to deal with him during the day, her face was a little unsightly, and she was a little less patient: "Ding Shi, if you say this again, you won't be here in the future, and I will send it to you when I finish embroidering." ”

When Ding Shi heard this, he was immediately afraid, he couldn't help but look at her, what if she was physically exhausted and something happened to her body? So he had to shut up.

The sun had set, Ding Shi returned to his residence, as soon as the wooden door opened, Mao had picked up his sword and rushed towards him, he had to deal with it, and kept making moves with Mao, but after one move, he found that Mao no longer seemed to have the intention of stopping.

As the swords staggered, he was about to open his mouth, only to see the blade of the sword coming in the direction of his head.

Ding Shi subconsciously took two steps back, but Mao was already too good at martial arts, even so, the person on his face. The leather mask still fell to the ground.

He quickly touched his face, almost hurting himself.

"Master, what are you doing here?" Mao has already confessed, and he has been told not to show his true face to others no matter what.

"What do you say?" Mao had already looked at Ding Shi coldly, and his tone was cold.

Hearing this, Ding Shi immediately knelt in front of Mao, and the door was blown shut by a gust of wind.

Mao had already picked up the sword on the ground and inserted it into its scabbard, and walked into the room inside, followed by Ding Shi.

"Are you trying to kill her?" Although she didn't say who it was, Ding Shi immediately understood the meaning of Mao's words.

"What? What does the master mean by this? Ding Shi looked at Mao Ji in puzzlement, and his eyes were already unconsciously filled with undetectable horror.

Mao couldn't help but sigh, picked up an envelope from the table and handed it to him.

Ding Shi hurriedly opened the letter when he saw the familiar word "receiving" on the envelope, and he looked at the contents of the letter: "How could it be...... How so? ”

"Wu Qiuniang was lucky to escape this catastrophe because she went out to gamble,6 but everyone else had already been buried in the fire, not to mention the things in the house, and those people did not leave any clues at the scene at all." Mao sighed and looked into the distance.

Ding Shi closed his eyes, the fire seemed to be vivid, even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, but the other people in the family struggling in the fire seemed to be right in front of him, and the screams made him frown, how could this be? Although the previous days were not easy, after all, those people had been with him for a while, and now they were killed by themselves...... If Jiang Yingli hadn't come to the capital by accident......

Ding Shi couldn't continue to imagine, he stumbled down on the table with the letter in his hand, and felt something warm in his eyes, as if he was about to burst out of the frame.

Mao had already taken two steps, he wanted to comfort him, but the raised hand suddenly retracted, he was so old now, he had to bear many things by himself, only after experiencing it, he would be more determined about what he wanted to do.

"Stay here! Don't go out and cause trouble these days. They've already found traces of you, if you really want to save that girl......"

Ding Shi touched his head with both hands, and at this moment, a deep sense of guilt and helplessness welled up in his heart.

In the past few days, he has not come to the embroidery shop, although Jiang Yingli has no one to bother, he feels strangely a little boring, and even Lin Niangzi is a little curious.

"It's good if he doesn't come, I can embroider more every day if he doesn't come." She said but for some reason, her finger was pricked by a needle, "hiss~" She picked up the handkerchief and pressed her fingertips hard, hoping to squeeze the blood out quickly to make her scab, Jing'er saw that she couldn't do this, so she hurriedly bandaged her.

"Miss, what's the matter, I've never pricked my hand with a needle!" Jing'er said while bandaging, but the other embroidery girl also felt strange, but Jiang Yingli didn't answer, and she didn't dare to ask any more.

Jing'er looked at the things on the table, she couldn't read them, but she knew that the embroidery seemed to be very important. "Miss has been embroidering for so many days, what the hell is this?"

Jiang Yingli looked at the wrapped fingers and continued to pick up the needle and told her, "This is my own business, you will all know after the matter is over, now I don't want to make a noise, you don't have to ask." ”

Jing'er immediately closed her mouth in recognition. On weekdays, Miss treats her very well, but now Miss is so tight-lipped about this matter, even the Lord and Mrs. Hou refuse to say, naturally they can't reveal it, she is standing outside the door and feels a little uncomfortable, she already knows not to ask, what if Miss is unhappy because of what she just said?

She walked to the front store with her head drooped and looked at it.

It's finally the seventh day, Jiang Yingli looked at the last part in the lower right corner, her heart was full of hope, these could be completed in less than half an hour, she used her last strength, and finally finished embroidering.

Jiang Yingli was about to stand up and tidy up, when he found that his wrist was sore, and he didn't dare to move at all. "Jing'er, Jing'er......"

She didn't come after shouting for a long time, so she rolled the embroidery with difficulty with her other hand, and only after finishing did Jing'er come in with a letter in her hand.

"Where have you been? Why didn't you come when I called you? Jiang Yingli glanced at her and asked her to put this embroidery in a box.

Jing'er nodded and took out the letter, "The porter sent someone to deliver it, and it was your letter, Miss." ”

"Who sent it?" Jiang Yingli couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, she didn't have many friends here, and there were very few people who could send her letters......

With all kinds of thoughts, after opening the letter, Jiang Yingli only felt that there seemed to be a raging fire in his mind.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Jing'er saw that the young lady's pupils had become huge, and her hand was holding the letter tightly as if she was going to scratch it, and her face became so ugly that she couldn't help but get anxious.

How so? Who did this? Zhang Wen wrote to say that the small house she lived in before was burned down, not only that, but even Wu Qiuniang's house was on fire, except for Wu Qiuniang, who went out to gamble, the people next to her ...... All perished in the flames.

Although they don't have a good relationship with themselves, they are also a few living lives, and that house is the only connection between her and Qiu Muyun......

Jiang Yingli felt that her eyes were gradually blurring, her head was buzzing, and she couldn't stand on her feet, she shook and fell on the stool, so frightened that Jing'er hurried to help her.

"How is it possible, how is it possible! Why did this suddenly ......" Jiang Yingli looked like a crazy demon, Jing'er quickly poured her a glass of water, but before she could hand it to her, Jiang Yingliang fell to the ground with a "snap", and Jing'er was so frightened that she threw away the cup of her mobile phone.

She squatted down and shook Miss gently, "Miss, Miss, wake up, what's wrong with you?" Wake up, Miss! She shouted and picked up the letter, but she didn't know how to read, and she didn't know what was happening.

Jing'er rushed out of the house and shouted into the courtyard, "Someone! Miss fainted, Miss fainted, come on! At this moment, a guy and a few embroiderers rushed in from outside.

The guy saw the young lady who fainted on the ground, and immediately picked her up and put her on the couch, the letter on the ground was suddenly blown out by a gust of wind, Jing'er was in a hurry and didn't know what to do, fortunately there was an embroidery girl who was quite calm, she quickly ordered the guy to find the doctor.