"Young master, let me mention it, you are busy with your business." Yin Dye Yue caught up with Qin Ziling and reached out to carry the bucket.

"You can be in charge of lighting the fire later, when there is a man in the house, where do you need a girl to do heavy work!" Qin Ziling said with a smile.

"But, but you're different, you're ......," Yin Dye Yue said anxiously.

"Okay, this is for you, can you wear it to see if it fits? After I fill the pot with water, you go into the kitchen and boil the water. Qin Ziling didn't wait for Yin Ran Yue to continue, he interrupted her, and then took out the brightly colored hairpin with flowers from his pocket with one hand and handed it to Yin Ran Yue.

"Here, for me?" Looking at the beautiful hairpin handed over by Qin Ziling, Yin Dyeyue's whole person was stupid, and her eyes were round and round.

"If you don't give it to you, I'll wear it myself!" Qin Ziling said with a smile, and deliberately put it on his head as he spoke.

"Flutter!" Yin Dye Yue, who was originally stunned, couldn't help laughing when she saw this, but soon her eyes turned red, and crystal tears kept rolling in her eyes.

Seeing this, Qin Ziling didn't dare to look at Yin Dyeyue, shoved the hairpin into her hand, and walked quickly towards the kitchen with a bucket.

In another world, where has he ever seen a woman so easily moved and satisfied!

Such a woman really makes him excited.

Seeing Qin Ziling's departing back, Yin Dyeyue's hand tightly tugged at the hairpin, and the tears finally couldn't help rolling down.

……

You Longzhang Courtyard, backyard.

Zhuang Gaochi's body was placed on a stretcher.

His head was forcibly mounted on his neck, the incision was clearly visible, and the entire leg of his right leg was twisted and deformed, and the bones and sinew were crumpled together, and the flesh was blurred and miserable.

In front of the stretcher, there stood a burly, bald, wide-faced, and majestic middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is none other than Jiang Yue, the master of the Dragon Palm Courtyard.

"Is there a result?" Jiang Yue looked at Liao Sen coldly.

Liao Sen is tall and thin, with a cold temperament, some shady things in Youlong Courtyard, and some peripheral gang members, he is in charge.

The last time Yan Kui and others were killed, it was Liao Sen who was responsible for the investigation, but in the end, he didn't catch the military advisor Yi Xuan, so he couldn't do it.

The demise of the Yama Gang not only made Youlong Palm Courtyard lose an income, but also made them lose control over some areas, which made Jiang Yue quite annoyed.

A knife that is used to being used to it breaks down all of a sudden, and it is not so easy to create another one.

Therefore, some of the territory of the Yan Luo Gang was taken advantage of the opportunity to be snatched away, and Jiang Yue had no choice, after all, on the surface, they were taking the right path and the white way, and those disgraceful interests could only be solved by those people themselves, and it was inconvenient for them to go to the open and intervene directly, otherwise the world would lose its rules and order, and the entire Fangqi City would fall into panic and turmoil.

This is not allowed by the five major families and the government.

Even if they secretly do not do any shady things, their reputation and majesty still have to be maintained.

As a result, now that the Yama Gang has been wiped out for only a month, his inner court disciple Zhuang Gaochi was killed directly in the city in broad daylight, and this Zhuang Gaochi still has the hope of stepping into the seedlings of the iron level, how can Jiang Yue not be angry?

"According to an old man and two teenagers who lived in that alley, they heard a scream, and when they came out, Senior Brother Zhuang had already been killed, and there was only one hunchbacked old man at the scene." Liao Sen replied

Then Liao Sen gave a general description of the hunchbacked old man's face.

"Hunchbacked old man? can kick Zhuang Gaochi's leg like this, if that person is not a martial artist, he must be a martial artist who cultivates leg skills, and he has reached the peak level of iron sheet. Jiang Yue frowned and fell into deep thought.

"The strength martial artist will not want to attack Zhuang Gaochi, even if it is a strength martial artist, there is no old man you said among the people I know. And the latter, at the pinnacle level of the iron sheet of leg power, there are only a few forces in Fang Qicheng that cultivate leg skills, and it is easy to investigate. Jiang Yue said and looked up at Liao Sen.

"The disciple has already investigated these families, and there is no such hunchbacked old man! Could it be a passing warrior, or is it easy to be tolerated? Liao Sen bowed slightly.

"Why did the passing warrior kill Zhuang Gaochi?" Jiang Yue asked rhetorically.

"What does Master Jiang mean, or did our people from Fanghua City do it, but it changed its face?" Liao Sen's face suddenly became ugly.

If it was done by a passing martial artist, it was likely to be an accident, but if it was done by a local, it would be fine if it was just a vendetta against Zhuang Gaochi, but if it was directed at Youlong Courtyard, then the problem would be serious.

"Recently, let everyone be careful when they go out, and you should start investigating who Zhuang Gaochi had a feud with before his death, especially if there is anyone who has a feud recently." Jiang Yue said in a deep voice.

"In the near future?" Liao Sen was slightly stunned, remembering that Zhuang Gaochi colluded with Yan Kui to calculate Yunlan, and wanted to get both personal and wealth.

"Any questions?" Jiang Yue asked.

"The disciple just remembered one thing, but it can't be related." Liao Sen then talked about Zhuang Gaochi's collusion with Yan Kui to calculate Yun Lan.

"You're right, it can't be related. With the foundation of the 'Huayun' gouache rouge shop, she wants to invite such a master to assassinate Zhuang Gaochi, and the funds mobilized are definitely a large amount, you can investigate it casually, and she must have that way and guts. As for the inner courtyard disciple of the Cold Iron Palm Courtyard you mentioned, that is even more impossible. Or check the others, and keep an eye on those forces that are good at leg skills. Jiang Yue said.

"Yes, Master Jiang!" Liao Sen bowed slightly, and then retreated.

On the second floor of the "Flower Rhyme" gouache rouge shop, Yun Lan sat by the window and watched the remnant sun fall into Wuyang Mountain little by little, with a complex expression of worry and self-blame written on her face.

I still remember what happened during the day.

She is a weak woman, after the death of her parents, she raised her disabled brother alone, and continued to develop the "Huayun" gouache rouge shop, with her own set of extraordinary ways of looking at people and doing things.

The first time she saw Zhuang Gaochi, her intuition told her that this was a ruthless and sinister person.

Therefore, what Zhuang Gaochi said before leaving, she believed that Zhuang Gaochi did it.

But what can she do as a little woman? Do you really want to stoop down to marry him, and give him the family property of Nuoda for nothing, what about your own brother? What about her future life?

But if Qin Ziling was to suffer a catastrophe because of this, how could she bear it?

He is such a man with such affection and responsibility, a man who knows how to be considerate and respectful of women!

For almost the whole day, Yun Lan was in a state of distress, full of worry and self-blame.

"Sister, sister, tell you something!" Yuntai limped up the stairs and said.