"The matter of Tianshi came suddenly, it must have disrupted his calculations, at this time, you asked me to sit here and wait for him, I can't do it. Ye Ziyi bit her lip, her little hand slowly tightened in her sleeve, and she closed her eyes tightly. "Brother Yong, even if I do my best, I want to keep him safe!"

"He is a dignified husband, why do you need to protect him? Qu Gong once said that this son is as cunning as a fox and as a jade gentleman, where do you want to spend so much effort? You, take good care of your silver, don't rush indiscriminately and ruin his arrangement. Seeing Ye Ziyi's confused expression, Yong shook his head and sighed, and stopped talking.

"What he can do, I have thought about it, I have thought about it over and over again, and I always feel that it is inappropriate, the Xiang clan is too strong in Daqi now, Ah Cheng is alone, without the support of his mother's family, how to deal with the storm of Qidu? How to deal with the difficulties of Qihou?" Ye Ziyi became more and more worried the more she spoke, she slowly curled up her knees, her chin rested on her knees, and her slender body shrunk into a ball.

Yong kept looking at Ye Ziyi, the hand holding the scabbard tightened and tightened, and the green muscles were all exposed, he sighed, and said very angrily. "Okay, don't worry anymore, I'll go to the Wind Pavilion tomorrow and let them pay attention to Qidu's movements!"

"Really?" Ye Ziyi raised his head, his eyes bent, and said happily. "Thank you, Brother Yong!"

Yong ignored Ye Ziyi, glanced at her, put the bronze sword at his side, and leaned against the wall of the car with his eyes closed.

The carriage drove silently all the way back to the outside of the prince's mansion, and was just about to turn into the alleyway, when suddenly a figure rushed out of the darkness opposite, which startled the coachman, who hurriedly took the horse, shook the body, and stopped in the middle of the road.

"You old man, what are you doing to stop the horse?" the coachman pointed at the old man who was lying in front of the car with a whip, and shouted angrily. "This is the carriage and horse of Cheng Gongzi's mansion, don't be presumptuous!"

"Dare to ask in the car, but Jing Ji? The villain is Jing Ji's relatives, please pass it on to Jing Qi, and Jing Qi asks to see her. Under the moonlight, Jing Qi's hair and temples were scattered, his clothes were tattered, and his cowering appearance was not so dirty that it was not ugly, but it was not far from a beggar.

The coachman was just about to scold Jing Qi again, when suddenly the curtain of the car was lifted, and a warm light came out, and the light was dim, but it was Ye Ziyi who poked his head out of the car and greeted Jing Qidao with a smile. "Uncle Seven, why are you here?"

"Auntie?" Jing Qiyi was overjoyed, took two steps forward to the door of the car, and looked at Ye Ziyi, who was wearing women's clothes, and sighed after a while. "Auntie, you look like you when you were young. ”

"Hee-hee, it's a little better, right? As he spoke, Ye Ziyi got out of the carriage, jumped out of the carriage with the wheel, bowed to Jing Qi, and saw that he was still wearing the tattered clothes he had been beaten during the day, and couldn't help frowning. "Why does Uncle look like this? But what happened?"

"Alas, it's hard to say, auntie, uncle......" Jing Qi looked bitter, and was just about to open his mouth to ask for help, when he accidentally saw the plum branch hairpin on Ye Ziyi's head, he carefully looked at Ye Ziyi's dress, and then looked at the very ordinary Gebu carriage she was sitting in, and stopped talking.

"Uncle came here at night, what happened?" Ye Ziyi naturally knew that the evil woman would not stop easily, that woman, I was afraid that she was worried about her identity, and she was as shameless as Jing Ying, so she sent this Jing Qi to be a lobbyist, thinking of this, Ye Ziyi's original joy in her heart dissipated, and her smile became a little colder.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, Auntie, aren't you having a good time in Gongzi's mansion? Is that Gongzi good to you?" Jing Qi looked at the plum branches on Ye Ziyi's head and the cloth clothes on his body, and sighed. "Alas, it's uncle who is incompetent, he can't protect you, you ......"

"I'm fine, uncle doesn't have to remember, Auntie's words today are heavier, Uncle Seventh don't blame me." Ye Ziyi saw Jing Qilao looking at himself with tears in his eyes, a little uncomfortable. "Uncle has something to say, if Ah Yu can help, she will not refuse. ”

"No, no, Ah Yan, you are the concubine of the son, but you are running around all day long, and you don't even have a fancy clothes and incense car, Uncle is sorry for you, and it is not worth it for you! ”

Jing Qi said, patted Ye Ziyi's hand, took out a small cloth bag from his arms and stuffed it into her hand, wiped his tears and choked up. "Auntie, you are the orthodox descendant of our Jing family, although you have entered the Gongzi's mansion, there are also rewards and expenses on weekdays, you didn't bring anything when you left, and now your uncle's money is not much, you take these, wait a few days and then go out to do goods, Uncle will buy you some clothes, dress up and serve the son!"

"Seventh Uncle......" Ye Ziyi didn't expect Jing Qi to come at night and say such a thing, so he was stunned for a while, and forgot all about the words he had just prepared.

"Auntie, if you don't have a good time, don't bear it, my uncle has a small house in Xingcheng, if you are willing, my uncle will take you out and live in Xingcheng, there is an uncle, I won't let you be hungry and frozen, let's find a down-to-earth family to marry and live a good life." Jing Qi looked at Jing Yu with distressed eyes. "You don't have to be afraid, your seventh aunt doesn't know that place, that is, you don't want to get married, and your uncle is raising you!"

Ye Ziyi hadn't heard such heartwarming words for a long time, her throat was slightly tight, and her eyes were a little moist, she knew that Jing Qi's concern was sincere, and she really felt that she was not doing well, as her elder, she wanted to shelter her and help her, this feeling was really good.

"Uncle Seven, I'm fine, really good, Uncle's kindness, Auntie understands it, Seventh Uncle, don't worry, Auntie won't let herself be wronged. Ye Ziyi raised his sleeve and touched the tears in the corners of his eyes, and pulled Jing Qi's hand. "Seventh uncle, don't worry about Auntie, Auntie is worried about you, Seventh Uncle, Seventh Aunt's appearance doesn't look like she can tolerate people, that little aunt ......"

"It's okay, Wen Niang has a soft temperament, and she is pregnant, your seventh aunt is just unforgiving, and she won't do anything to her, you can rest assured. Jing Qi said easily, Ye Ziyi didn't believe a word, just looking at the strength of the fat woman during the day, she could already guess Wen Niang's situation, the child, whether she could be born safely or not is not certain.

"Alas, Uncle Seven is a dignified husband, is it really good to be treated like this by Aunt Seven? It's not me who said it, Aunt Seven doesn't know what to do, she should also take care of our Jing family's face, right? "Put this money here first, uncle wants to use it, even if he comes to me to get it, Auntie won't use a penny. ”

"Ah, you don't know, since you called Fengcheng, your seventh aunt has suffered a lot with me, the seventh uncle is incompetent, and can only barely make ends meet when doing business, your aunt and Yinggu are dragged down by the uncle, and they have never lived a good life, it is the seventh uncle who owes her, alas, she is willing to fight and scold, and follow her, husband and wife can live a good life. ”

Hearing Jing Qi's words, Ye Ziyi frowned, and she shook her head and said. "Seventh uncle, women take harmony as virtuous and take housekeeping as their responsibility, we are ordinary people, although we don't pay attention to courtesy, but we can't reverse yin and yang, and there is no distinction between primary and secondary, right?

"Auntie, what are you talking about? That's your seventh aunt!, I'm just coming to see you, it's late at night, go back to the house quickly, uncle is going back." "Where did Jing Qi listen to Ye Ziyi's persuasion?" waved his hand very impatiently and turned to leave.

Seeing his rickety back disappear into the dark alleyway, Ye Ziyi sighed deeply and climbed into the carriage.

Seeing Ye Ziyi come in with the curtain, Yong looked at her. "You are still kind and obedient, and you are responsible for running your family, how polite are you?"

"What's wrong with me? I call this true temperament, do you understand true temperament? Hey, isn't it just an analogy, you are still compared to me. Ye Ziyi glanced at Yong, sat on the board of the car, and sighed. "Alas, it's not okay for Uncle Seven to live like this, tsk, that wicked woman, how can she be punished and punished!"

"You're too busy to take care of yourself, and you're still taking care of other people's family affairs?" Yong sneered and shook his head. "That mother and daughter are very poisonous, you be careful to provoke the fire. ”

"There's always a way. Ye Ziyi narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered. "That wicked woman lives too freely, how can I leave it alone?"

"You're really holding a grudge. Yong glanced at her, pursed his lips and stopped talking.

In the moonlight, the carriage rumbled through the dark alleyways and slowly headed for the back door with a pair of wind lanterns.

......

At the back door of the quiet Gongzi's mansion, two figures slipped to the door like swimming fish, opened the back door and ran away.

"What's the matter? The steward didn't catch up, did he?" Ye Ziyi couldn't run without running two steps, looked at the quiet door, patted his chest and smoothed his breath, and pulled Yong's sleeve and gasped. "Why don't we move to Uncle Zhong, my God, this old man is even more verbose than Tang Seng. ”

"Tang Seng, who is it?" Yong raised his eyebrows, seeing that her hair was messed up, he couldn't help but reach out to help the wooden hairpin that ran crookedly. "You're frizzy. ”

Ye Ziyi raised his head and looked at Yong's arm stretched out to the top of his head, but he didn't want to move, Yong subconsciously pinched the wooden hairpin, and with a wrong hand, Ye Ziyi's soft black hair fell down.

"Ahh "Brother Yong, what are you doing, hurry up and put a hairpin on me, I've finally let someone get it done, you ......"

"Ahh

Ye Ziyi was depressed, and suddenly a sharp roar at the entrance of the alley made her tremble suddenly, and when she looked back, it was none other than Jing Ying.

Jing Ying was dressed in a bright red brocade jacket, a red long skirt, and a yellow cloak, standing at the mouth of the alley with her waist crossed, like a hot wheel, she seemed to be angry, seeing Ye Ziyi standing still, gritting her teeth and striding towards Ye Ziyi, Ye Ziyi's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Until Jing Ying arrived in front of her, Ye Ziyi didn't pretend to be a god, this person's image is almost like a big singer, the * on that face, it looks like it's going to be scum, fortunately it's daytime now, if it's night, how crazy it is.