Ye Zhiwei stood at the edge of the field, wearing a white gauze hat on her head, and looked leisurely at the paddy field, where several farmers were rushing to plant rice.

She had already planned, and found someone who knew how to go to the river to buy some crab fry, and then she would be self-sufficient even if she couldn't sell it at a high price, and she had already let people plant summer lotus and put carp fry in the rest of the deep pond.

Recently, every day, the farmers on the village will collect a large number of wild vegetables and wild fruits every day under the protection of the green pothos mountain behind the courtyard.

Most of the wild fruits were sour, so she asked the mother-in-law in the village to make fruit wine, and the extra prey was also air-dried, dried, and stored in bunches in the cellar.

The farmers on the village have rarely seen the oil star for many years, and in the past month, they have followed the owner, and they can be regarded as having vegetables and meat, so Ye Zhiwei's reputation has risen unprecedentedly high in a very short period of time, and there is a great trend of response.

The big and small stewards of the village went to the main house every morning to report to the owner, and Ye Zhiwei sat on the Taishi chair covered with tiger skins, always feeling that she was about to become the king of the mountain.

Xiaolian covered her mouth and smiled: "Miss still lacks a lady in the village." When Mama Mi was away, she dared to fight with Ye Zhiwei.

Ye Zhiwei laughed, "Okay, you bold girl, now you dare to send your master." Saying that, she stretched out her hand and picked up Xiaolian's chin in a sneering manner, "When I really become the king of the mountain, the first thing I will do is to snatch you as the lady of the village." ”

Jokes aside, Xiaolian still blushed, stomped her feet, and turned red with shame: "Miss! ”

Ye Zhiwei looked at Xiaolian's shy and annoyed appearance, and laughed even louder, and the farmers working in the fields couldn't help but throw a kind smile to this side when they heard this laughter.

On the path by the field, the shade of the trees is swaying.

On the other side of the rice paddies is a freshly dug pond filled with spring water from the mountains, and the water flows clearly and the sun shines on the water.

Wu Long appeared there at some point, his thin figure as if it had been cut out of paper, and he could be blown away by the wind at any moment, and he stood by the pond, silently watching his reflection in the water.

Xiaolian was so shocked that she tightly grabbed Ye Zhiwei's sleeve.

Wu Long lay on the bed for a whole month, listening to the Jin steward say that usually people who have been killed have to lie on the bed for more than two months, but he only got up in a month, presumably the injuries on his body are not good, but he has never seen him cry out in pain or take the initiative to express his physical discomfort.

"Miss...... He...... It's not like you can't think about it, right? These days, even Xiaolian has seen the clues.

There is no greater mourning than the death of the heart, and the death of a person is secondary.

The tragedy of the right attendant Wu Mansion was like a big cloud, hanging over his head.

He couldn't find the answer, didn't understand why all this was happening.

He originally thought that his life would go on the same way, but he didn't want to be drunk by her that day.

If the prodigal son can be replaced, what is her reputation?

He has been smart since he was a child, he thinks very highly of himself, and because of his handsome appearance, he is the last in the house, no one cares what he does, and no one expects anything from him, so he is ridiculous.

Unexpectedly, she interceded for him that day and told him that he was the golden scale.

However, before he could make any changes, it was all destroyed overnight.

He fell from heaven to earth, no, into the mire!

He was trapped and couldn't break free.

Day or night, as long as he closed his eyes, it was as if he saw that night repeat.

Blood...... Except for blood, it's blood.

In addition to killing, it is still killing!

He didn't know how he got out of bed, and the ghost sent him here.

Staring at his own reflection in the water, he couldn't recognize the thin boy who was almost out of shape, was it really him?

"Wu Gongzi." A crisp female voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Wu Long didn't turn around, because this voice was very familiar to him, and in the past month, if he hadn't been taken in by her, he was afraid that he would have been tossed to death by those masked people.

"Do you want to jump from here?" Ye Zhiwei's voice had a hint of banter in it.

Wu Long's body shook slightly, as if he had lost his strength, and he could plant in the pond at any time.

Xiaolian was so frightened that she almost screamed.

Ye Zhiwei smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, I'm good at water, no matter how many times you jump, I will fish you up." ”

Wu Long slowly turned his head away and looked at her in disbelief.

You know, she is the third lady of the Zhenguo Mansion and the daughter of the Gaomen Mansion, she can say such a thing, is she really not afraid that her reputation will be criticized by others?

Ye Zhiwei looked at him directly, but there was a firm smile on the corner of her lips: "If Wu Gongzi doesn't believe it, you can try." ”

By the pond, the breeze blew, raising the veil that covered her face, and he saw her slender jaw exposed, white, like fresh shoots that had just emerged from the ground.

Wu Long stood there, his posture straight.

If you don't know, you won't believe that he was a dying man a month ago.

“…… But if you try to escape, I can assure you that I won't save you when you jump. Ye Zhiwei said lightly, "I'll stand here and watch you sink a little bit." ”

Wu Long's face was expressionless, but his breathing became short, and Xiaolian secretly noticed that his hands in his sleeves had been clenched into fists, and he couldn't stop trembling.

"Before you die, you will hear the laughter of those murderers, and the crying of your family, that is the last funeral song, do you want to hear it?"

Wu Long tried to stand up straight, his thin figure seemed to blend into the breeze, sad and lonely.

“…… No. After a while, Wu Long opened his lips lightly and spit out a word.

Ye Zhiwei secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

I'm not afraid that his heart will die, but I'm afraid that he won't listen to persuasion.

"I don't know why those people arrested you, and I don't know who caused this tragedy, but the only thing I know for sure is that those people must be glad to hear about your death."

He could understand the meaning of her words, she wanted to live.

But why...... He had played tricks on her like that before, and almost ruined her reputation, you must know that if a woman who has not left the cabinet loses her reputation, the end is sometimes worse than death.

Wu Long pursed his lips, the girl in front of him was a few years younger than him, he never thought that one day, he would be comforted and encouraged by such a person.

If...... I could have met her a few years earlier...... How good should it be......

Subconsciously, he blurted out: "Why did you save me?" ”

As soon as the words came out, even he himself couldn't help but be stunned.

His reputation in the capital is not good, although it is a merry and talented man, and it is harmless to love flowers, but he is despised by the big families of the Gaomen Mansion, in their eyes, he is just a beautiful young man who does not learn and has no skills, and is romantic all day long.

"Because...... I believe you. Ye Zhiwei looked back at him in surprise, her dark eyes shining with a moving brilliance, as if to say, does this need a reason?