Chapter 222: Betrayal
She looked at Gongsun Yan's fair face, and her voice softened, and she also lowered her voice: "Ah Yan, your uncle is dead, why bother." ”
"That's it!" Gongsun Yan stopped her words, as if comforting her, and patted her on the back gently.
"Give Gongsun Ying seven days of mourning, and after seven days, you can only leave with the dowry."
Gao was stunned, sniffing the faint fragrance of the girl's hair in front of him, listening to her whispers in her ear, only to feel that this soft tone was colder than the cold winter of December in the Northland.
"Don't instigate your mother's family to play some small tricks and drag down your family." After saying that, Gongsun Yan straightened up, grabbed her arm, and asked with a smile, "Okay?" Great aunt. ”
The Gao clan looked around, and everyone in the hall was looking at them, but compared to the confusion of the Gongsun clan, Zhao Yun and the others were indifferent to everything.
The Gao family is also from a family, whether it is the bad things of the dead ghost husband and the unlucky relatives that matter, or the reputation of her children, daughters and grandchildren is important, she hardly needs to think about it.
Immediately backhanded Gongsun Yan's arm, and there was no sharpness in Fang Cai.
"Okay, listen to Ah Yan."
"It's just, my brother ......"
"Auntie, this matter is not something that one of my daughters can put in the beak." Gongsun Yan smiled and let go of her hand, "But I heard that the Gao clan has a few horse farms?" ”
After speaking, no matter what her reaction was, Gongsun Yan retreated, turned around, and looked at the people sitting in the hall.
"Next, ladies and gentlemen."
"What else is there to you?"
Gongsun Yan's words were interrupted by an old voice behind the curtain.
With the sound of stumbling footsteps, the two people carried the chariot out from behind the curtain.
Gongsun Jing sat on this step, and in just two days, he was so old and emaciated that only a layer of dry and loose skin was left covered with bones.
After the step, followed by Alain, Hua Tuo, Wang Wu and Zuo Ping, who was still wrapped in bandages.
Seeing him come out, all the people of the Gongsun clan in the field were shocked.
Gongsun Yan was also stunned.
"Ah Yan, come here." Gongsun Jing leaned on the chariot, and his voice was still weak.
Hearing him shout, Gongsun Yan hurriedly walked over, only to see Gongsun Jing tilting his head to look at her, his eyes dark and deep.
Gongsun Yan didn't shy away, she knew that what she did couldn't hide from the cunning old fox in front of her, but so what.
Even if there is a blood relationship, the enemy of life and death is the enemy of life and death, and when there is an opportunity, none of them will let anyone go.
Looking at her expressionless face, Gongsun Jing's hands trembled violently: "Sure enough, it's Bogui's daughter." ”
Sure enough, it is the bloodline of his Gongsun Jing, and he is a member of the Gongsun family.
He hadn't woken up long ago, and he hadn't recovered yet, and there seemed to be a leaky bellows in his chest, and his laughter hissed like a night owl.
"Ah Yan." After laughing, he called out, and then turned his head to look at Zhao Yun again, "Zilong, come." ”
It wasn't until Zhao Yun stepped forward that he stretched out his arm: "Help grandpa up." ”
After Gongsun Yan and Zhao Yun glanced at each other, they supported his arms left and right.
Zhao Yun had great strength and helped him down from the step, and Gongsun Yan stretched out his hand to support him.
Sitting on the main seat, he let out a heavy breath, pulled Gongsun Yan to kneel beside him, and then turned his head to look at the Gongsun clan people below: "Ah Yan, I'm old." ”
"You're not familiar with the people of the clan."
Gongsun Jinggan's thin and cold hand patted the back of Gongsun Yan's hand.
He looked down gently, and saw that he came out alive, obviously revealing the panicked Gongsun clansmen.
"Take a good look today, the trustworthy and the untrustworthy."
"Don't be like your uncle in the future, being coaxed."
Gongsun Yan saw a tear slip out of the corner of his eye, rolled into the furrow of his cheek, and disappeared.
"Yes, Grandpa." Gongsun Yan was a little complicated in his heart, and responded in a low voice.
"Zilong." Gongsun Jing called out and took out something from his sleeve and handed it over.
It is the Yin Sui of the Taishou of Liaoxi.
"Your little aunt stole it from me and hid it all the time." Gongsun Jing laughed again, "I carried it with me until I died." ”
Gongsun Yan did not speak.
I only watched Zhao Yun take the ribbon with water marks with both hands, and then stood behind with a knife.
"Guys, is there anything else?" Withdrawing his hand, Gongsun Jing raised his head again, and under his drooping eyelids, the same pale eyes were like inorganic glass.
The clan elders standing in the hall were speechless.
"It's okay, let's go! The old man is still alive. ”
Several clan elders, since they saw that Gongsun Jing was still alive, all their plans were in vain, and staying any longer was just embarrassing for themselves, and they all said goodbye.
Looking at the backs of these clansmen, Gongsun Jing suddenly said to Gongsun Yan: "Look at them, Ah Yan, look at them." ”
He gasped vigorously and laughed like an old beast weeping from betrayal.