Chi Jing felt that Wan Sheng's identity was not just the son of the prefect.

In other words, Wan Huarong, the prefect of Gucheng County, is not just a small prefect.

It is impossible for the small prefect to have such a tribute-level Tibetan medicine as blood jade ginseng, it is impossible for there to be no less than ten top secret guards distributed nearby, and it is impossible for such a noble man to guard him every inch.

But these are not Chi Jing's concerns. For her, there is only one Chi Chengzong left between heaven and earth, and the more people who protect Chengzong, the happier she is. Health and safety, no disasters and no difficulties.

As for those who will divide the five horses of Chengzong in the future... Ji Jing clenched his fists.

She had never thought about interfering in anyone's fate before, and she didn't know what the consequences of interference would be. Now there is only one thought, no matter who wants to harm their brother and sister again-

People block killing, Buddha blocks killing Buddha!

The jade bottle that was walking in front suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at her sharply: "Miss Xiu'er, how do you know where the blood jade ginseng is?" ”

"Didn't I say it, I guess. Just guessed right. Chi Jing walked past her and walked forward.

"Don't take us all for fools!" The jade bottle was furious.

Chi Jing stopped, thought about it seriously, and then said, "Have you ever heard of divination?" ”

"Divination?" The jade bottle asked confusedly.

"Hmm. I know a little bit about the art of Qimen, so I started a hexagram, and the hexagram showed the location of the lost property, so I was able to find the jade ginseng. It's nothing. Chi Jing remembered the dozens of easy-to-learn books lined up on the shelves in his father's study, some of which were indeed about how to find lost items from the hexagram location.

I think I'm done explaining, there's nothing more to say. Chi Jing stepped forward.

"But—" Jade Vase still wanted to ask, and when she saw that she was leaving, she was in a hurry, and took a step forward and grabbed her arm.

Chi Jing frowned unhappily. She doesn't like it when people touch her physically: "Let go." ”

"You-" The jade bottle wanted to continue to ask, but when she looked into Chi Jing's eyes, it was as if she was in the cold and snowy ground for a moment, and somehow, her brain went blank, stopped her steps, and let go of her hand blankly.

When she came back to her senses, Chi Jing had already left her far behind.

There was a fork in the road in front of it, and I saw the woman in plain clothes walking on the right path without hesitation. The jade bottle was stunned, fixed his mind, and followed.

They had come in such a hurry that she could still remember the fork in the road. In this huge mansion, she was also lost for several days when she first entered the mansion.

Don't... Is it unforgettable?

She seemed to understand a little bit of the reason why the young master brought Miss Xiu'er back.

Fortunately, the next day, the good news came that Wan Sheng had woken up. Both Chi Jing and Jade Bottle breathed a sigh of relief.

Chi Jing knew early on that he would not die, because excessive blood loss would not be the cause of death in his life. But I still feel sorry for him for being so badly injured.

The jade bottle's attitude towards her was subtle. Several times she looked at her secretly, and she saw it and moved away in embarrassment.

Ji Jing had no intention of explaining anything to her, she had been isolated from the world for ten years, and she was no longer good at talking to people. Wan Sheng couldn't take care of her because of her injury, so she continued to stay as a matter of course.

Jade Bottle helped her find some medical books and rudimentary pharmaceutical tools, and she stayed in her room all day.

The world is sinister, and only the world in the book is the safest.

The only thing she is grateful for is that although the people in the institute have imprisoned her, no matter what books she wants to read, what she wants to learn, no matter how tricky and weird she is, they will try their best to meet her requirements.

As long as she stopped thinking about resisting and running away.

Thinking of this, Chi Jing sarcastically hooked the corners of his mouth.

One day half a month later, Chi Jing was awakened by the sound of gongs and drums.

The courtyard that Wan Sheng arranged for her is not far from Wanfu, the yard is small but the street is also close.

It turns out that today is the day of the eldest lady of the Tang Mansion.

Eight-person sedan chair, ten miles of red makeup. The mighty welcoming procession, the drums sounded in unison, and everyone was smiling and full of joy. At the forefront, riding on a white horse and wearing a vermilion wedding dress, with a big red flower tied on his chest, it was the eldest young master of the Qin family.

"Qin Yu." Chi Jing stroked the scar under the veil and remembered the man. Xiu'er served him tea, he took the opportunity to rub the oil, and touched Xiu'er's hand and didn't let go...

Then Xiu'er died.

Miss Jealousy, Merry Uncle.

Chi Jing pursed her lips and no longer looked at the man who indirectly killed Xiu'er.

As if sensing something, Qin Yu suddenly looked in Chi Jing's direction, and was immediately stunned-

……

"It's really festive. It is said that there are 388 taels of dowry. I don't know when the jade bottle appeared enviously and said: "Young Master Qin is a talent, personable, and has a prominent family background, and he is really a match made in heaven with Miss Tang."

"yes, really... It's festive. Chi Jing looked at the welcoming team and muttered.

On a good day and auspicious day, the eyes were bright red, and the red was their clothes, the rouge on the women's mouths, the petals in the sky, and their blood.

The blood on the neck of the old man who played suona gushed out from the cracked hole and flowed onto the clothes, and the red fabric did not see the blood, but soon flowed to the feet, seeping into the soles of the shoes, and the bloody footprints one by one. But he didn't notice anything, just continued to blow hard, and continued to dance with his eyebrows.

The fatal wound of the Xi Po next to the sedan chair was a knife on the head, the heavenly spirit cover cut straight to the chin, the blood also gurgled and flowed, she grinned, and whispered something to the girl next to her for a while, maybe the girl teased her, she was proud, with a face full of blood Haha laughed.

The eight palanquins were no exception, and one of them had his hand cut off, leaving a small piece of flesh attached to his body.

There are also those subordinates who walked past one after another carrying heavy dowries. Almost everyone walked in front of Chi Jing with bloody steps, cheerfully and eerily.

Only mass death did she not have to look through her eyes to see it. The majestic breath of death came to my face, just like the car that my parents were in back then...

These people... I can't live today.

Ji Jing lowered his gaze and turned to step back into the door.

All this has nothing to do with her.

…

At this time, Qin Yu was a little absent-minded.

Tang Ximei is beautiful, but it is indeed not as good as the little maid who once served him tea. In the midnight dreams of those days, her eyes that could hook the soul were like crying and complaining, and her little hands like white jade, and her skin was like congealed cream,...

Unfortunately, before I could ask her what her name was, she fled in panic like a frightened white rabbit.

Later, he went to Tang's house several times, but never saw her again. Helplessly, his identity made it inconvenient for him to inquire about her, not to mention that Tang's family was full of eyeliner inside and out, and every move was monitored.

Until I just saw the veiled woman standing in front of the door of an unnamed courtyard...

Qin Yu's heartbeat accelerated slightly, and those eyes...

It's her!