Mingyue helped Xiaocui sit up, and said in a deep voice: "Cui'er, don't look for death and life, if you die, what will your mother do?" What to do with Song'er? Don't try to push them all to me, I won't care. ”

Xiao Cui finally had a facial expression, her eyes moved, she looked at Mingyue directly, and suddenly pounced, her fist smashed on Mingyue's chest like raindrops, and the last bite on Mingyue's arm, soaked out red blood.

Wei Zhixing frowned and wanted to pull Xiao Cui away, but Mingyue shook her head at him, let Xiao Cui bite her wrist, vent the depression in her heart, and simply took her in her arms, Xiao Cui finally couldn't help but let go, and cried bitterly.

Mingyue patted Xiao Cui's back and said, "Xiao Cui, I know you hate me, why did you stop when Wei and my father-in-law could kill Chai Qi and I could kill Xu Er." Xiao Cui, we can't afford the consequences of killing. You can't afford to kill your father, your father-in-law can't bear the impeachment of political enemies, and I don't have to worry about leaving my relatives alone in this world to struggle, you believe me, people are doing it, the sky is watching, Chai Qi, he won't live long. ”

Xiaocui just now was just venting the emotions in her heart, she knew in her heart that her life was saved by Mingyue, what qualifications did she have to ask her to help her kill people? Besides, even if you let yourself kill, you won't dare to do it.

Xiao Cui cried loudly, the more she cried, the quieter she became, and finally fell asleep deeply, with residual tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Gently put down Xiao Cui, Mingyue shook her sore arm, and wanted to bandage her arm, only to find that the handkerchief was long gone, Wei Zhixing had already put his hand into his arms, turned it over for a long time, and realized that his two handkerchiefs had disappeared, one of course wiped the bloody tiger's mouth for Mingyue, and the other was naturally to wipe the suspicious pickled marks left by Mingyue on his white robe, and in the end, not only did he not wipe it down, but even the handkerchief was dirty and thrown away.

There was only the red handkerchief left by Mingyue last time in his arms, seeing that Mingyue's wrist was bleeding non-stop, Wei Zhixing was reluctant to use it, sprinkled the gold sore medicine, carefully bandaged it with a red handkerchief, and scolded in his mouth: "Are you wood, don't know how to hide, don't know how to hurt?" Just let her bite like that, what if she bites off the meat? What should I do if I get a scar? In case ......"

For the black-bellied and cruel version of Wei Zhixing, who suddenly became a broken version of Tang Seng, Mingyue was really a little unaccustomed, looking at Wei Zhixing's beautiful bow, she had the intention to change the topic and said: "Isn't this the red handkerchief that Brother Han Xing used to wrap my wounds?" How could it be with you? ”

Wei Zhixing, who was originally in a broken mind, changed his face when he landed, and said in a cold tone: "Yin Mingyue, who is this red veil?" ”

Mingyue gasped, shrank to the corner of the carriage, and replied weakly: "No, no one, I wrapped the little donkey and injured it, and you can wrap it back for me, it's not good." ”

Wei Zhixing lifted the corners of his white robe angrily, and Mingyue was so frightened that he hurriedly closed his eyes, this man, why did he take off his clothes without saying a word, didn't he learn from Wei Lai, who was riding a horse outside---- playing naked-male seduction-seduction? I treat beautiful men by myself, but I am principled, I can only look at it from a distance, I can't blaspheme, I am a serious woman from a good family.

Thinking like this in her heart, there was a small slit between her fingers that blocked her eyes, and she peeked at whether Wei Zhixing would only wear a single coat and not a jacket like Wei Lai, but ---- disappointed her, Wei Zhixing not only wore a jacket, but also seemed to be wearing a middle coat inside, three layers inside and three layers outside, which was more conservative and warm than her big girl.

The gloomy man "snorted" and ripped off a long soft silk white shirt, and stretched out his hand to pull the bright moon who was hiding backwards to the front, due to inertia, the bright moon has always pounced on the man, and when the frame was fixed, the tip of the nose of the two almost touched the tip of the nose, the big eyes stared at the small eyes, the bright moon was so shocked that he became a cross-eyed, and he could only see the man's eyes that were forbearant and angry, and he forgot to blink, and his breathing stopped.

The man then took out another dagger, and with a "sigh" sound, he cut the red handkerchief that gave Mingyue to the wrist wound, re-applied the gold sore medicine, and finally re-bandaged it with a white silk coat, but this time the bandaging did not have the pity and pity of the jade when he was bandaged for the first time, and Mingyue was so painful that her teeth were cracked, and her facial features were displaced.

Mingyue looked at the dagger of the five-colored gem, and said angrily: "This is my dagger, why are you here?" ”

One sentence aroused Wei Zhixing's anger again, and he put the red handkerchief and dagger side by side on the small tea table, looked at Mingyue with a solemn face and said, "Yin Mingyue, are you a mouse?" Stealing other people's stuff everywhere? If you don't know what else is stolen or someone else's things, if you can't say it clearly, I will send you to Cheng Hongluo, and the most direct way to deal with theft is to pick up your clothes and hit the board. ”

Mingyue pursed her lips, she didn't believe the man's threats, but the man had just saved herself and Cui'er, and the means were never good, I was afraid that she could come up with hundreds of ways to punish herself in the blink of an eye, and it was not a small torture to help crush the frighteningly expensive powder.

Mingyue seemed to be obedient and poured out the things in her arms, piled up the small tea table, and said confidently: "The dagger is mine, everything is mine, don't be greedy, you want to be greedy for my good things." ”

Wei Zhixing was noncommittal, his eyes narrowed, picked up one of the folding fans, and opened it, the front is a freehand chrysanthemum picture, and the back book has eight neat regular scripts of "the heart is as simple as a simple person, and the person is as light as a chrysanthemum".

Wei Zhixing's face darkened, and he said lightly: "You still dare to say that you didn't steal it?" This chrysanthemum picture is three hundred years ago to paint the pinnacle of the Holy King Wei, the back inscription is a thousand gold of today's Hanlin Academy scholar Zhou Yan's true handiwork, can be described as worth a thousand gold, you still dare to say, this is your thing? Who's it for, exactly? ”

Mingyue pursed her lips tightly, and covered her mouth tightly with both hands, double assured to prevent Wei Zhixing from prying her mouth open, but she was shocked in her heart, this Luo Ping, what is he doing with such an expensive thing for no reason? She's not worth so much gold for a year's worth of pickles, right?

Wei Zhixing gently put down the fan, picked up an ink-colored lotus men's purse with his hand, and said with a gloomy gaze again: "This men's purse is also yours?" The silver in it isn't worth the price, is it? ”

The man lifted the purse, and the silver inside fell out, Mingyue shook her head like a rattle, and decided to carry it to the end, which was brought over by Zhou Zhengren when he wanted to make a poem, because it was relatively large, Mingyue had been using it, but he didn't expect it to become a "criminal evidence" today.

The man picked up another piece of rice paper, opened it, and turned out to be an unsigned "letter to release his wife", looking at the handwriting through the back of the paper, it was clearly written by the man, and the man snorted angrily and slapped the rice paper on the table, staring at the bright moon.

Mingyue's grievance, this is the "letter of releasing his wife" written by Su Hongtu when he helped Yin Cai and Song Jiaojiao get back together, and he later came over just to recognize all the words on it, how can it become evidence of guilt now?

Wei Zhixing looked at the things on the table, suddenly smiled lightly, lifted the small stove, revealed the red-burned, high-quality golden silk charcoal inside, picked up the "Wife Release Book", lifted it to the top of the small stove, and said with a smile: "There is only one Su Tongsheng in your village who is slightly familiar with literature and ink, this one, is he who wrote it?" Writing a letter to release his wife so early was not for the sake of Miss Li, who was engaged to him, after getting married? ”

Mingyue's stunned expression froze on her face, obviously her brain was knotted, thinking about what it meant for Su Hongtu to write a letter to release his wife before he got married? Don't you want to marry yourself again? A plan that harms others and is not good for yourself! Only a black-bellied person like Wei Zhixing can come up with it.

Mingyue's eyes immediately looked at Wei Zhixing, only to see the corners of the man's mouth rise, and the paper fell into the small furnace, quickly rolling up a tongue of fire and devouring it into ashes.

The man picked up the purse again, put it on top of the small stove as concocted, and said with a smile: "Although this purse is newly embroidered, it is made of outdated silk, this person must be a calculating businessman's family, if you guess correctly, it is your cousin of the Zhou family who does business in the county, right?" ”

Mingyue's face didn't know what expression to present, and as soon as the man's hand was released, the tongue of fire immediately swept into the purse, emitting a foul smell of burning.

The man picked up the red handkerchief three times, shrugged his shoulders, threw it directly into the stove and said with a smile: "Needless to say, this is your brother Han Xing's." ”

The man picked up the fan four times, but he was silent for a long time, he checked all the possibilities around Yin Mingyue, even the eighteenth generation of ancestors, relatives in five suits, but he really couldn't guess when there was such an elegant and rich man in Mingyue's life circle, the only Li Fang who loved to show off was born as a military general, and he never had this kind of elegant and elegant thing on his body that made people unable to see the value at a glance.

Seeing Wei Zhixing's hesitation, Mingyue grabbed Wei Zhixing's cuffs, looked at Wei Zhixing pitifully, and reluctantly looked at the fan that Wei Zhixing had held above the stove, Chu Chu said pitifully: "Father-in-law, swear to the moon in the sky, Mingyue is not a mouse, Mingyue is a kitten, a well-behaved kitten, I like to hoard beautiful things at home, you also know me, although I am a little greedy for money, a little bit of lust, I will never take advantage of others in vain....."

Raising his eyes, he was shocked to find that Wei Zhixing's eyes were staring into cow eyes, and he hurriedly realized his mistake, and shook his hand to explain: "Father-in-law, you, you misunderstood, don't look at me with such a late look, my 'lust' is the color of color, just like your various colored powders, all kinds of gems of daggers, you always raise your noble hand, give it back to me, my thousand taels!" Let me sell it for rice and flour oil for the New Year!! ”

Wei Zhixing squinted his eyes and said, "Oh, it's quite expensive." He placed the fan gently beside the stove, as if to open one side.

Mingyue was overjoyed, and hurriedly reached out to grab it, seeing that his hand had touched the handle of the fan, Wei Zhixing's inadvertently elbow hit Mingyue's elbow, Mingyue's elbow was too strong, and the fan was immediately pushed closer to the stove, the copper kettle on the small stove was not covered, the carbon fire was booming, and the paper was burning all at once, and when Mingyue was rescued from the furnace, only scattered fan bones remained.

Mingyue glared at Wei Zhixing angrily, but her heart was dripping with blood, and her thousand taels of gold were lost like this, and she didn't even listen to a sound.

This matter is not over yet, Wei Zhixing's "claws" have already stretched out to the dagger with five-colored gems, This is something more valuable than a fan, Mingyue was so anxious that she held the dagger in her arms and said angrily: "Don't burn my things!" You're a tyrannical thing! Plunder!! Throw one’s weight around!!! I swear to live and die with the dagger!! ”