This farce came to an end for the time being. On the way home, Zhu Muyan hated so much in his heart that he didn't want to stage the drama of sisterhood anymore, so he got into the carriage of Zhu Xingcai and his wife.

Zhu Shujin caught a glimpse of Zhu Muyan's poisonous gaze when he looked at her, and thought that the carriage he was riding in would be manipulated. But fortunately, there was no danger along the way, and he returned to Zhufu safely.

Zhu Shujin may not know what it means to be hard. She was just quite surprised that she embarrassed Zhu Muyan in public, but no one came to trouble. She hurriedly returned to the courtyard where she had lived for most of the year, but she never saw Liu Er come up, and the entire courtyard was empty.

"Liu'er?"

Zhu Shujin sighed in her heart, uneasiness grew from the darkness, she took the lamp, picked up a letter from under the candlestick, and handwrote beautifully, but Zhu Shujin was not familiar with each other, just like she never knew that Liu Er was literate.

"Miss Cheng has been taking care of her for a long time, and Liu Er was willing to say goodbye in person, but she was forced by something. This farewell, the road is short, and we will meet again. ”

There are few numbers, and even the handwriting is noticeably urgent. After reading the letter, Zhu Shujin felt like he had lost a friend, and his heart was not depressed.

As soon as she entered Zhu's house, Mrs. Zhu sent a maid named Shayu, and Zhu Shujin followed wherever she went, not a single step. The taste of being watched was not pleasant, so Zhu Shujin found a reason to return the maid. But a few days later, Senior Brother Fu Chen brought Liu Er with him, saying that Liu Er's parents were dead and helpless, and asked Zhu Shujin to keep her. When Zhu Shujin heard this, he exhausted all his tricks before persuading Master Zhu to let Liu Er stay and serve her.

This service is more than half a year, leaving aside Senior Brother Fu Chen, Liu Er can be regarded as her closest person, how can she not be sentimental about this farewell?

Of course, it is not excluded that the days of Zhu Shujin are too smooth, and now that his relatives and friends have left, there will be loneliness. Zhu Shujin sat down for a while, and quickly got up to clean up his things. Now he is helpless, and he doesn't take advantage of the night to leave quickly.

The wall of Zhu's house is not high, but Zhu Shujin does not have the ability to fly the eaves and walk the wall, so he still has difficulties against the barrier. But after searching for a long time, I found a tree that stood against the wall and could stand on its feet. Zhu Shujin climbed the tree with his baggage, spent about a pillar of incense, and sat on the wall to rest.

At this time, it was the third watch, the streets and alleys were empty, and occasionally the cool wind of the summer night passed through the hall. Zhu Shujin's legs trembled a little, for fear that he would accidentally fall off the wall.

"Meow~"

When Zhu Shujin was thinking about it, a cat meow floated from nowhere, which scared her to stand on end. But she turned her head sideways and didn't even see the shadow of the cat, which was the most terrifying.

Zhu Shujin sat on the wall and rode a tiger, and his appearance fell into the eyes of a person. Jiang Congao is still wearing the black robe, hidden in the night, and it is impossible to tell if you don't look closely. He vaguely remembered that there was once a little girl, who was stuck in a dilemma between the door when stealing pills, and her anxious appearance was exactly the same as the person on the wall.

"Senior sister, if you want to go down, I'll help you."

Zhu Shujin's right shoulder was unguarded by the force, and he fell straight from the wall. In just a moment, her voice choked in her throat, her face was dead, and her eyes were dilated, as if she had been seduced by the cow ghost and snake god.

Jiang Congao had already used light skills to hug her before she landed. He just wanted to scare and scare her, but when he saw her strange appearance, it didn't seem like she was pretending at all, so he couldn't help but panic. He probed her pulse, and there was nothing unusual at all. Jiang Congao shouted in some frustration,

"Hey, little junior sister, stop acting, hurry up, I admit defeat."

Jiang jumped up from Ao who thought she would be complacent, and then complacent about her trick to deceive him. But unexpectedly, the man with the crooked arm still didn't say anything, not only that, but also closed his eyelashes and fainted.

Zhu Shujin was walking on a brown and black horse, no, she was still named Zhuo Shiling at that time. The horse was thin and short, with a rugged spine, and the only thing that seemed to him to ride it was a man. But Zhuo Shiling was still smiling, her eyes were soft, it was a deep lady who took advantage of the scorching sun to leave the world behind and chase her lover's determination. Her deep affection is all reflected in the camera, just waiting for the public.

This is a female No. 2 that Zhuo Shiling has been fishing for many years, and she is very attentive, and she has even learned a few points of equestrianism, so she just wants to drive the horse herself, not a fake hand. But she didn't expect Ma's sudden madness, Zhuo Shiling was thrown off at a loss, and screamed in shock.

"Senior sister, junior sister, wake up."

The light call in his ears broke through the black fog, and only then did Zhu Shujin's consciousness gradually become clear. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Jiang Congao frowning, anxious and concerned piled up on Jun's face without concealment.

This person is either detached and frivolous, or his face is dark, Zhu Shujin never thought that he could see him showing such a deep expression of concern and care for himself, and felt surprised and novel. But after thinking about it for a moment, if this person hadn't pushed herself off the wall, how could she have relived the tragic appearance of falling from a horse and dying in her previous life? Obviously, I haven't thought about it, I haven't dreamed of it, it's probably very far away.

Zhu Shujin's heart became bad again for a while. She sat up suddenly, but her brain was still a little dizzy, and her body shook involuntarily.

Jiang Congao stretched out his hand to help, but was unceremoniously waved away by Zhu Shujin. He read the resistance in the woman's eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but darken, like a motionless pestle that had been pointed at by someone.

"Jiang Gongzi, can you tell me plainly, what angry and resentful things I did to you in Foggy Valley, and teach you to do this to me? If there is, you can take the life of Shujin, why bother to make things difficult and teasing again and again? If you want me to die, give me a happy word. ”

Zhu Shujin was angry and hateful, and he put down a heavy sentence without words, and for a while, the room was very silent, and only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

Jiang Congao's chest rose and fell violently, the hand hidden in the robe was clenched into a fist, and the strong torso even trembled faintly unconsciously. After a long time, he took a breath and said with some difficulty,

"I'm sorry."

Jiang Congao quickly pushed the door out. Zhu Shujin looked at the man's back, and his thoughts were a little complicated.

If it was really the same door, her words would indeed be a little heavier.

But if it's just the same game, why does that person seem to be hurt by love and look a little disheartened?

Could it be that she can hurt a big man with just a few words?