Chen Mengtian is indeed very calm, she thinks about a lot of things, but she has to figure out the situation as soon as possible.

"What happened last night? Aunt Chen, how are they? How many people were killed in the village? Are the village chief's family sure they're all dead? ”

There was so much she wanted to ask.

Jiang Zebei held her hand, "What happened last night, I'm afraid you didn't tell you if you were worried, but I sent a letter to the prefect of Luoyang City in advance, and he led his troops to Chenjia Village, so that everyone in the village was saved from being slaughtered."

Aunt Chen, Chen Long's family is safe, but Chen Long found out that something was wrong, and notified some households with Wang Zhu and others, and many people fled to the back mountain. The village chief's house was the first to be slaughtered, and it was too late when Chen Long rushed over. ”

Hearing what happened to the village chief's family, Chen Mengtian was also worried about Chen Qishan for the first time.

She couldn't help but think of the young man who always played a living treasure among her, Jiang Zebei, and Zhu Ziyue many years ago.

Among them, Chen Qishan was actually the most squeamish, and he was also a wanton young man back then, living so carefree and carefree.

Chen Qishan used to be the most real, although he was a child, but he was affectionate, he was cynical, but he never crossed the line, he was debauched, and he was the only one in the world who was the most narcissistic.

In those years, whenever he heard him call himself a master, Chen Mengtian laughed more than once, thinking that he was really a second-year teenager.

But now, she would rather Chen Qishan always maintain that middle two temperament, never change, and never know the taste of pain.

Now Chen Qishan has experienced too much, suffered too much, and paid too many things.

Although he has matured, there is always a faint sorrow between his eyebrows, which makes people feel distressed.

"You're crying."

Jiang Zebei's voice of pity sounded.

His hand was on Chen Mengtian's face, gently wiping something.

Chen Mengtian realized that she was crying.

She knew that the people in Chenjia Village were dead, and she couldn't save them.

From the capital to Luoyang, even if it is a thousand miles of horses, it will take a day and a night, this is still the fastest speed, every time you go to a post station, you have to change a good horse, and you have to rush to Chenjia Village non-stop.

Although she has the medical skills of life and death, she wants to save the corpse more than twelve hours after death, but she will never be able to do it.

The tears in Chen Mengtian's eyes kept overflowing, and she couldn't control it.

What should Chen Qishan do, the villagers of the Chen family who used to get along with them are all dead, and there is some comfort that Chen Long and Wang Zhu are still alive.

"Don't cry." Jiang Zebei wiped the tears that slipped from Chen Mengtian's face, extremely distressed.

"I can't save them, I can't save them!" Chen Mengtian threw herself into his arms and choked up.

Those villagers of Chenjia Village who died in vain were so innocent, just because of Chen Baozhu's thoughts, and because of her hatred, so many people were buried together.

Jiang Zebei took the person in his arms, patted her back gently, and said in a gentle voice: "It's okay, it's okay......"

"Aze, I can't save them, it's too far away......"

"It's not your fault, it's so sweet that you don't cry, my heart breaks when you cry."

From an angle that Chen Mengtian couldn't see, Jiang Zebei's eyebrows and eyes were full of anger, and his voice was incredibly gentle.

He will not spare Chen Baozhu, he will never forgive her, and he will even kill all the families of her biological father, whether they are innocent or not, it is only to blame these people for shedding the same blood as Chen Baozhu.

It's just that they let Chen Baozhu be born.

Holding the crying little woman in his arms, Jiang Zebei was really distressed.