Tang Jiaren had the heart to uphold justice for Xiaohe, and persuaded softly: "Don't be afraid, I will give you an explanation for this matter." ”

Xiaohe shook his head in horror and said in a trembling voice, "No, no, no...... Don't, don't...... ”

Tang Jiaren pressed her hands on Xiaohe's shoulders and said, "Don't be afraid. ”

Xiaohe pushed Tang Jiaren away hard, covering his wounds and about to run.

Tang Jiaren pulled the person back, pressed it against the door panel like a bully molesting a good girl, and asked, "What are you afraid of?" You ran away like this, the wound worsened, and you lost your life. You wait for me to find a doctor to heal you, and then brew a little more, maybe you can live. ”

Xiaohe shook his head in horror and said, "No, no, no, no, you just entered the palace, and I don't know how many maids have disappeared all year round." If there is such a commotion, it will bring disaster to the family. I have three younger brothers in my family, and if I die, they will still have a sum of money, and I ...... If I make a fuss about it, my family will ...... No, no, no. ”

Tang Jiaren's only family member is Tang Buxiu, who is still a powerful figure, and she almost never needs to worry. It is precisely because Tang is so powerful that she has always been timid in doing things. The feeling of the fox and the tiger is quite satisfying to her. Therefore, Tang Jiaren never thought about what it would be like for a person to harm his family. Seeing Xiaohe like this, she could only persuade: "Are you thinking too much?" ”

Xu is too much burden on her body, Xiaohe is ready to die, she actually relaxed, showed a bitter and sad smile, and said: "The girl has never seen the methods of the palace, so naturally she doesn't know the humility of human life." ”

Haven't you seen Tang Jiaren? She's seen it. After the weedy Duanmu Xia arrived in the palace, he learned to kill people and kill people, not to mention these land-sitting households in the palace.

Tang Jiaren lowered her shoulders and asked, "Then what do you want?" ”

With tears in her eyes, Xiaohe looked at Tang Jiaren's eyes and said, "My sister and I are not acquaintances, but my sister wants to take care of my life-damning affairs." Xiaohe not only has nothing to repay his sister, but also has something to trust. Xiaohe is ready to die, please ask my sister to help Xiaohe hand over the savings of this half a year to my mother. As he spoke, he found his purse and stuffed it into Tang Jiaren's palm.

Tang Jiaren weighed it, it was not too heavy, and it was quite scattered.

Xiaohe burst into tears and continued: "When Xiaohe dies, the palace will send someone to inform Xiaohe's family, and when the time comes, my father will come to the door to get the money to buy his life." When the time comes, my sister must not hand over the silver to my father, she must find a way to hand it over to my mother. My family lives in ...... ”

Tang Jiaren's hand was pinched on the back of Xiaohe's neck, with a slight force, Xiaohe's chatter finally stopped, and the whole person fell softly into Tang Jiaren's arms.

Tang Jiaren picked up Xiaohe and put it on her bed, touched her forehead, frowned, then opened her purse and took a look, tied it again, and threw it to Xiaohe's side.

Tang Jiaren stood on the side of the bed, quietly stared at Xiaohe, and for a long time, glared viciously, gritted his teeth and said: What a hell! I have such precious blood, I want to use it for you first!

Turning away, he walked around the room, put his finger in his teeth, and twitched his cheek, but he didn't want to bite down. She opened the cabinet, found a needle and thread, pinched a needle, pricked her index finger, and dripped blood on Xiaohe's wound, then squeezed it again, and flowed it into Xiaohe's mouth.

After doing all this, Tang Jiaren sat on the bed with her fingers sucked, and secretly said in her heart: Give a few drops less to try, in case you give too much, and the blood is really useful, the wound will be closed for a while, but it will be too scary.

Tang Jiaren leaned on the edge of the bed and sighed, when she suddenly heard neat footsteps coming from the courtyard. She wanted to take advantage of the night to send Xiaohe back to the room, but when the incident happened suddenly, she could only put down the curtain to block Xiaohe's body, and then ran to the door to listen to the movement.

The rude knock on the door indicates that the situation is menacing and serious.

Tang Jiaren opened the door directly, causing the arm that slapped the door to be awkwardly raised in mid-air and nowhere to land.

Tang Jiaren glanced at it and saw six guards standing outside, each with a black face, looking like they had just come from the firefighting scene. Tang Jiaren walked out of the room, closed the door, and said, "Let's go." She had the heart to lock the house so that Xiaohe could sleep well, but then she thought that if Apan wanted to do it, her lock would be like a joke, useless. It's better to just throw it away. Fiction and reality are like this.

Tang Jiaren shook off his stride and walked in front.

The leader followed behind Tang Jiaren and walked all the way towards the courtyard of the second prince. Along the way, he always felt particularly awkward.

In the courtyard of the second prince, the second prince was sitting on a chair and drinking herbal tea to extinguish the fire. Since Yunbi came to the palace, within two days, he felt that a few hairs had grown on his head, if he didn't take action to rectify, I am afraid that it would turn the sky upside down!

Duanmu Xia sat beside the second prince, also holding a cup of tea, but he didn't mean to drink it.

And Qiu Jiangyun was sitting next to Duanmu Xia, looking high.

This formation is like three sessions!

Tang Jiaren secretly became vigilant, raised her legs and walked into the courtyard of the second prince, and saw the second prince grabbing the tea bowl and smashing it directly at her feet, and shouted: "Bold!" ”

Tang Jiaren stared at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and stepped over cautiously, for fear of scratching his feet. That carefulness can see that the second prince's liver is luxuriant.

Tang Jiaren finally moved over the danger zone, looked at the ground carefully, and felt that it was quite flat, so he knelt down slowly, and after glancing at the people around him, he lowered his head and drooped his shoulders without speaking.

The second prince sat on a chair, wearing a moon-white robe, turning his turquoise wrench, staring at Tang Jiaren coldly, and asked, "Do you know where you are wrong?" ”

Tang Jiaren replied aggrievedly: "The prince said that where the slave and maid are wrong, the slave and maid are wrong." ”

The second prince took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Okay, good rhyme!" This king punished you to be locked up in the firewood room, and you not only set fire to it, but also committed murder! If it is not saved in time, this king's palace will be buried in your hands! You say, you're wrong?! ”

Tang Jiaren looked up at the second prince and felt that he was a little too angry. She said: "Back to the prince, the fire was not put by the slave. The slave and maid were honestly staying in the firewood room and meditating on their own mistakes, when they saw the green man pouring oil into the firewood room. Immediately afterwards, Ah Pan opened the wooden door of the firewood room, pulled one of Lukou's legs, and threw the person into the firewood room. Ah Pan told me to go out, saying that Gongzi wanted to save me, and I walked out in a daze, and I saw Ah Pan lighting the firewood room. ”

The second prince looked at Duanmu Xia, obviously not knowing this stubble.

Duanmu Xia's eyes flashed, put down the teacup, and said to the second prince: "That's right, it was the child who asked Ah Pan to save Yunbi." ”