Zhou Songzhai let go of my hand, looked at his wife with a distressed face, and without saying anything, he helped her into the house.

"Yesterday, yesterday, I didn't see this, yesterday, Mrs. Zhou?" Mingyue was shocked, and she forgot to help Yunhe get up.

I leaned over to help Yun He up, and Yun He got up on her own, one of her hands covering her neck, red blood oozing from her fingers.

"You're hurt?" I asked, staring at her neck.

Yun He raised his head and glared at me with anger in his eyes: "What are you doing in this yard for no reason?" ”

"Your sister, I just don't want you to be in danger, don't be ignorant." Long Xuanling said with a gloomy face.

When Yun He heard this, he glanced into the room behind me, and there was some fear in his eyes.

In the room behind me, after Zhou Songzhai settled the woman and lay down, he came out, but when I came out, I saw that there was a string of five emperor coins hanging behind the door of this house, which was used to calm the yin.

"Luo Yunhe, if you want to stay here, you can do whatever you want, but you have already seen the situation here." Long Xuanling looked at Yun He and said coldly: "Your sister and I, whether you go or not, we will leave this Yaozhou immediately tomorrow morning." ”

After Long Xuanling finished speaking, he took my hand and prepared to go back to the front yard.

I glanced at Yun He, her eyes were full of tangles.

Staying here, food and clothing are worry-free, and the future is uncertain with us, and she hesitates.

"Wait, two." Long Xuanling and I had already walked through the main hall and were about to go back to the guest room to rest, but Zhou Songzhai's shout came from behind us.

When I heard his tone, I guess there was something important to tell us.

I glanced at Long Xuanling, and Long Xuanling seemed to know what Zhou Songzhai wanted to say, so he said directly: "Love can't help." ”

"The demon whip and Jin Ling pestle pinned to this girl's waist are not ordinary things, could it be that she is a descendant of the demon hunting family and the Wei family?" Zhou Songzhai looked at the demon whip and Jin Lingpestle pinned to my waist and asked.

I nodded, looked at Zhou Songzhai and said, "However, since my husband said that love can't help you, then I can't do anything." ”

"Is it really the Wei family?" Zhou Songzhai didn't seem to hear the second half of my words, and knelt in front of me with a "poof" sound.

"Mr. Zhou, what are you doing here?" His sudden kneeling stunned me.

"Miss Luo, there is something to ask for below, and I ask Miss Luo to agree." Zhou Songzhai said, kneeling in front of me, no matter how I persuaded him, he just didn't get up, he had to let me nod and agree, he was willing to get up, but he didn't say his request.

"No way!" Long Xuanling refused for me.

"It only takes three days, I promise, I will take care of the proportions, and I will never let Miss Luo have anything to do." Zhou Songzhai raised his head and pleaded incessantly.

Seeing him like this, I couldn't bear it: "Tell me first, what do you want me to do?" ”。

"It's the Midyear Festival in a few days, Yu'er is getting more and more manic, please Miss Luo?" He paused, as if afraid that I would not agree.

"But it doesn't hurt for you to say it." I looked at him and said.

"Please also Miss Luo, lend some blood to Yu'er." As he spoke, he immediately grabbed my wrist tightly and emphasized, "Just half a bowl a day, please, Miss Luo!" ”

After he finished speaking, he directly kowtowed to the ground.

Blood soon oozed from his pale forehead, and blood flowed down the bridge of his nose to the ground.

"Mr. Zhou, don't be like this, if I can help, I am naturally willing to help." As soon as my words fell, Long Xuanling on the side sighed.

And Zhou Songzhai immediately raised his head and looked at me gratefully, with tears in his eyes.

"Mr. Zhou, get up and speak." As I spoke, I stretched out my hand and lifted Zhou Songzhai up from the ground.

After Zhou Songzhai got up, he bowed deeply to me again.

He said that he had been looking for the Wei family five years ago, and had sent a letter to the old lady for this purpose.

Zhou Songzhai said that he had a relationship with my mother in the Lu family in his early years, and wanted to ask the old lady about my mother, but later learned that my mother had died and I didn't know my whereabouts, so Zhou Songzhai was desperate.

"Why did your lady become like that?" I saw that Zhou Songzhai had taken the topic away, so I opened my mouth to ask.

As soon as Zhou Songzhai heard this question, his eyes showed sadness.

"It's a long story, you two, why don't you come and sit in my study, and I'll talk to you slowly." Zhou Songzhai said, led me and Long Xuanling, and went to his study.

His study is on the edge of the fence on the right side of the front yard, and there is a gossip mirror hanging in front of the door of the study.

The smell was so strong that it filled the study.

I looked towards the table in the study and saw that white smoke was still coming from the small incense burner.

"What kind of fragrance is this?" I asked, pointing to the censer.

"Oh, it's not incense, it's a willow leaf that is ground into a fine powder, and then lit to smoke away the gloomy air." Zhou Songzhai said and motioned for us to sit down.

Because the smell of smoke in this room was too strong, Zhou Songzhai only covered half of the door.

He poured a cup of tea for me and Long Xuanling, and then sat down behind the wooden table opposite us, his expression becoming very solemn.

"Actually, I didn't want to mention this incident in my life, and I didn't want to remember it." Zhou Songzhai said, closing his eyes in pain.

All this, in the final analysis, actually started six years ago.

At that time, Jingzhong fell, and Zhou Songzhai returned to Yaozhou with his wife Su Jinyu.

Yaozhou is Zhou Songzhai's hometown, and his parents and elders live here, so he and Su Jinyu simply cleaned up and settled down.

However, after settling down, his elders began to look for a concubine for him.

Su Jinyu gave birth in her early years, there were two boys and a girl, both sons died when they were three or four years old, and the daughter died only a few days after birth, Su Jinyu was grief-stricken, cried and hurt her body in the confinement, and did not give birth for more than ten years after that.

Zhou Songzhai was originally in Beijing, the mountains are high and the road is far away, no matter how much his father and mother want to take a concubine for him, there is no way, but now that he is back, the elders in the family are like being beaten with chicken blood.

Twenty-eight beauties can be said to be sent to Zhou Songzhai in turn.

Zhou Songzhai said that he had never been moved by those women, but his parents were urging him tightly, and he chattered every day, saying that if Zhou Songzhai had no queen, then even if they died, they would not have the face to face the ancestors of the Zhou family.

After chattering for more than half a year, Zhou Songzhai really had no choice, so he had to agree, but he only borrowed his belly to give birth to a child, not a concubine.