"Fourth Young Master...... Slave and maid are your people...... Fourth Young Master...... Slave and maid are your people...... Fourth Young Master......"

Qin Muyang hurriedly walked out of the cell, and Lian Xiang's heart-rending cry could still be heard from afar.

The sky was still raining heavily, but at four o'clock in the afternoon, it was as overcast as ten o'clock in the evening, and only lightning remained, tearing through the dark rain curtain from time to time. The car sped through the street, stirring up muddy water half a person high, and the wipers were already turned on, but as soon as they were scratched, they were covered with continuous rain covering the glass.

Qin Muyang kept staring out the window, outside the blurry rain curtain, the stagnant water had already overflowed the steps of the street, and the street was filled with refugees fleeing in all directions, all of them unclothed and embarrassed.

"Call Tong Lin immediately when I go back, the water floods Jinling, refugees are displaced, so contrary to humanity, it is really despised by my generation, we should take celebrities as an example, and use our own strength to solve the difficulties of all people."

Qin Muyang's faint tone penetrated the sound of wind and rain, and it was heard in his ears, and then he heard Liao Yong's firm voice.

"Yes!"

This night, the wind and rain did not stop, and the lights in Qin Muyang's study went out overnight. As soon as it was dawn, the telephone in the attendant's room rang rapidly, and in a moment, the phone rang in the study.

Liao Yong quickly lifted the phone, and the content in it made him sad and joyful, and a strange expression appeared on his face, and Zhao Zhijun was also watching from the sidelines, not understanding what kind of phone call made him so. Seeing Liao Yong frowning and putting down the phone, he looked at Qin Muyang, who was leaning back on the seat and closing his eyes, hesitating, not knowing how to speak.

After a while, Qin Muyang's light voice came into his ears, "What's not to say, what did he do, did we encounter less?" ”

Zhao Zhijun probably guessed it, and he also smashed his fist into the palm of his left hand, and heard Liao Yong say in a deep voice.

"Lian Xiang recruited, it was the young grandmother who revealed your itinerary to the Chu family and promised her...... When the wife is gone, he will be the master and accept her as a concubine. ”

When Qin Muyang heard this, he still maintained that posture motionlessly, and after a long while, he heard him say faintly: "The Chu family, I can't stay anymore!"

The rainstorm covered the sky for three consecutive days, and the water in the garden of the Overseer's Mansion was almost up to the calves, and the housekeeper Qin Liang took the servants to dredge the ditch every day, but still could not drain the water in time.

Yang Jinxin also stayed on the balcony for several days, the surging degree of the rain, I am afraid that it has long exceeded the highest water mark in modern times, and the land of China, where wars are frequent, has continued to break out of natural disasters, the drought in the north the year before last, malaria in the south this year, and the flood in the south of the Yangtze River now.

God, can't you give these suffering Chinese people a way to live?

Qin Muyang's military meeting officially started in the Overseer's Mansion on the second day of the rainstorm, and today, it has been held for three consecutive days, during which no one came out or allowed to enter.

Yang Jinxin always walked to the door of the study unconsciously, and always remembered from time to time that the person had a bullet stuck in his head, that person had just recovered, and that person had not slept for three days and three nights.

On the evening of the fourth day after the rainstorm, the door of the study finally opened from the inside, and a group of high-ranking military officials rushed out of it, all of whom hardly showed signs of exhaustion. Yang Jinxin, who had been paying attention to the movement of the study, rushed to the door of the study almost at the same time.

Qin Muyang was still wearing the stiff iron-gray military uniform, but the wind and discipline buckle was open, and his jet-black hair had been combed upwards, revealing his full forehead, which made him even more handsome and extraordinary.

The original cold and hard Qin Muyang is back.

Yang Jinxin stopped at the door, looked at the door frame in the study, Zhao Zhijun was sorting out the documents, and Liao Yong was sorting out Qin Muyang's clothes, preparing to buckle the discipline.

Qin Muyang just looked at her lightly, and when he saw her, he smiled slightly: "Come here!" The voice was slightly hoarse, but there was not the slightest hint of exhaustion.

Yang Jinxin also smiled lightly, moved inside, Liao Yong automatically gave up his position, Qin Muyang stretched out his hand to her, and said, "Come here!"

The bloodshot black eyes were full of tender watery light, which made Yang Jin's heart beat for a while.

Yang Jinxin approached, looked at him, bit his lip, stretched out his hand to do the thing that Liao Yong had not completed, and began to fight against his style and discipline. Qin Muyang gently hugged her waist, smiled and watched her dexterous white fingers keep fiddling with his buttons, and quickly buttoned it, and then raised his head and said, "Okay!"

She looked at him, her watery black pupils showed a hint of shame, and the flowing eye waves were like silk threads tightly wrapped around his heart, a little painful, but more numb.

Qin Muyang looked at her eyes, and in the palm of his hand was her soft waist, and his heart just soared, and a cluster of flames burned. Yang Jinxin didn't notice the change in him, and blindly straightened his crisp collar, and stroked his fingers on his chest, this action made Qin Muyang's body tense even more, and the hand on her waist couldn't help but tighten.

Yang Jin raised her eyes to look at him uncomfortably, the handsome face in front of her had moved closer silently, and before she could react, he had already put his head on her lips......

This kiss was a gentle treatment he had never had, Yang Jinxin was still staring, only feeling that his eyelashes were swept on his face that was close at hand. After being stunned for a moment, she finally sighed in her heart and slowly closed her eyes, and at the same time, the hand she had been holding against his chest also went all the way up, gently wrapping around his neck.

With such a simple action, his lips instantly went crazy, licking and sucking, almost eating her into his stomach, and the hand around her waist took the person into his arms even tighter.

The sound of the rain outside the window, knocking on the windowpane, and the storm slowed the pace of autumn, although it was not yet six o'clock, but the sky was completely dark, as if it was night in the blink of an eye.

With the click of the door closing, Qin Muyang's snort made a heavy gasping sound, Yang Jinxin only felt that the whole person was dizzy, and her body was so soft that she could barely stand, and she felt a pair of powerful arms scoop her up.

It wasn't until the cool sheet was pasted on his back that Yang Jinxin realized that he had been pressed into the pillow. She eagerly reached out against her chest above herself and let out a low cry.

"Don't ......"

But he didn't notice how hoarse and coquettish his voice was, Qin Muyang gasped again, and his big hand eagerly reached into her light cheongsam. An ambiguous wheezing sound soon sounded in the room, and the violent sound of wind and rain outside the window was entangled all the way until midnight......

When I woke up the next day, the wind and rain had stopped, and the sun was still peeking out of the clouds. When Yang Jinxin woke up, it was almost nine o'clock, and it was already cold around her, she dragged her sore body, got up from the bed, and covered the mirror for a long time, before she barely covered the marks on her neck, knocked her still heavy head, and went downstairs.

"Get up, a few days ago, Mrs. Chen sent someone to send malt milk essence, rush to you to take a sip first." Mrs. Qin saw Yang Jinxin coming down from upstairs, and hurriedly greeted her loudly, "This Premier Tong has recently advocated supporting domestic products, and this malt milk essence is produced by a factory in Shanghai, and the officials and celebrities in Jinling were first asked to respond, fortunately, the taste is not bad, you can also taste it." ”

Yang Jinxin was a little embarrassed to get up so late, but fortunately, Mrs. Qin didn't say anything, and was busy instructing the maid to prepare breakfast for her alone, which soothed Yang Jinxin's embarrassed heart a little, and hurriedly responded.

"Hey, this god is finally clear, if it goes down like this, Jinling will really be flooded." Mrs. Qin held the newspaper in her hand and said with some sighs.

Yang Jinxin also picked up another copy and looked down, and sure enough, there was news that half of the slum was flooded. This can't help but remind her of the days when she was in Baijin Road, every time the flood season, their miscellaneous courtyard will inevitably be flooded, but fortunately, Jinling City is an ancient capital with reasonable urban design, and there is no major flood.

The rainstorm did not last long, but there were many refugees, and the slums were flooded, lacking food and clothing, and there was no fixed place to live, which undoubtedly aggravated the suffering of the people and the pressure of the government.

Jinling, before the Japanese could come in, began to fall into chaos. Yang Jinxin seemed to begin to understand that perhaps he had also experienced this in his previous life, which led to that disaster.

On this day, from Yang Jinxin's waking up to sleeping at night, he didn't see Qin Muyang, even though the sky was clear, but there was a bit of tension in the air that came from nowhere.

Mrs. Qin's performance was obvious, she was still sitting on the sofa in the hall, and she called Yang Jinxin and Qin Shuyao to accompany her all day, and what was even more strange was that in the hall, there were actually two guards with loaded guns and ammunition, unified iron gray coarse cloth uniforms, who were the personal guards of the Qin Mansion's attendant room.

Looking at them, Yang Jinxin only felt that her breathing became short, she didn't dare to ask Mrs. Qin what happened, but she couldn't help clenching her fists under the appearance of being strong.

The phone rang suddenly in the hall, which startled everyone, the phone was on Yang Jinxin's right hand, she turned her head and stared at the phone for a few seconds, and before Qin Liang could answer it, she reached out and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Jinxin!"

The familiar voice came, making Yang Jinxin exhale deeply, and his heart, which had been beating wildly, began to slowly calm down.

"Si Shao, you ...... When will you be back? ”

Hearing Yang Jinxin's words, he heard Mrs. Qin and Qin Shuyao, who had been tense, both breathe a sigh of relief. Qin Muyang's magnetic voice slowly came out of the phone.

"Jinxin, wait a minute, Tong Lin will come to the mansion, no matter what he does, don't worry, maybe...... Chu Yu will also come over, you just remember, I love you, that's enough! Jinxin, you'll love me too, won't you? ”

Yang Jinxin didn't expect that he would call to talk about this at this time, and she was panicked for a while, not knowing how to answer, she pinched the phone, bit her lower lip, and only listened to him keep talking.

"Jinxin, no matter what happens, no matter how much you hate me, you just have to remember that I love you! Just remember, I love you......"

Qin Muyang repeated this many times, but Yang Jinxin never answered him, and hung up the phone in a panic.

"What did Mu Yang say?"

Mrs. Qin and Qin Shuyao both projected their eyes on her, knowing that they hadn't heard anything, but they still made Yang Jin's heart red, and he only replied in a low voice.

"He said, Tong Lin is coming over ......"