Qi Guan'er's face was calm, and she even pulled her down with a smile, and said, "The Yang family also ordered me not to die." Only if I am still living so despicably and lowly can Rong'er slowly die and worry about my heart. If I die, they will also think of letting Rong'er die too, lest she disgrace the reputation of the Yang family. So, Nian Nian, I can't go anywhere now. ”

For Yang Rong, he can only stay in this man-eating ghost every day, suffer humiliation, and his beloved looks at him like this, he can't commit suicide or give up.

And Yang Rong can't easily seek death. Because, once she dies, the Yang family will definitely not let Song Qi go.

Su Nian gritted his teeth, his breath trembled, and he stared at Song Qi, it was hard to imagine what kind of pain these two people had experienced in their past and present lives!

She held Qi Guan'er's hand tightly, and wanted to speak several times, but she couldn't make a sound.

But Qi Guan'er, like when she was a child, smiled and pressed the hair on her sideburns, and said softly: "It's okay, you can always get through to the end." ”

"Where ......" Su Nianxi finally spoke, but her voice was already hoarse, "Where can you get through to the end." ”

Every day is the head, and every day, you have to boil.

She knows too well this kind of pain that is like a day by day, life is better than death, and all thoughts are lost. But because of the concern in his heart, he could not die, but could only live like dead wood.

asked in a trembling voice, "Who is Sister Rong married to?" ”

Qi Guan'er said: "Her husband's surname is Zheng, and he is a close relative of Yangzhou Thorn History, and now he is the right temple of Honglu Temple in Beijing. ”

The history of Yangzhou thorn?

Su Nianxi's mind suddenly floated a person - Zheng Yan.

Could it be her home?

Looking at Qi Guan'er's face again, after many years, the merry young man who was once famous in Jiangnan has now been full of vicissitudes of life.

The joy of youth has long been weathered in the countless passing years.

If she hadn't come here by accident today, how long would Qi Guan'er be tortured in this life? What will happen to you?

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, he said, "I'll go and inquire." ”

"Don't be impulsive." Qi Guan'er didn't want to ask her to take risks, "Although you are the county lord, Uncle Su and Aunt Su are gone, and the Yang family has Lord Shi behind it, if they are aware of it, I am afraid that they will also be unkind to you." ”

Su Nianxi heard this, and her heart was sour.

Brother Qi still loves her as his own sister as before.

came to the capital and fell into prison, but never asked her for help. Obviously, he would rather suffer himself than drag her and A-Niang down.

He smiled at him and said, "Don't worry, I'm in my own hands." ”

Qi Guan'er looked at her, and after a while, she said softly: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine." ”

Su Nianxi was moved to tears by this person's gentleness.

Rushed over, hugged him, and began to cry.

Qi Guan'er's eyes were damp, and she patted her shoulder with a smile, "It's really fine, but it's just a different way of living, I don't care." ”

The sleeves on the raised arm slipped off, revealing the scars on the forearm.

He pressed it down quietly.

Half an hour later, Su Nianxi, whose eyes were red and swollen, quietly left from the back door of Qin Tower, and several shadow guards secretly followed.

Inside the wing room on the second floor.

Song Qi looked at the departing sedan chair, and his gaze kept being far away.

Behind him, the old slave with a slight figure said in a trembling voice: "Why didn't Qilangjun ask the county lord for help?" She was clearly thinking about the old love......"

"Shut up." Song Qi reprimanded.

The old slave paused, but still said unwillingly: "Grandpa Guo died on the battlefield, and the saint is very compassionate. She got the blue eyes of the eldest princess again, and now she is very famous because of her female studies. I want to save you from the Yang family, it's not that I can't ......"

"Uncle De."

Song Qi turned around, his gentle face was cold, "There are people in the Yang family's palace, and the Zheng family is implicated in Yangzhou Thorn History." You let her go to their lives alone to save me? Are you trying to force her to death?! ”

Uncle De froze, and after a while, he said sadly: "But Qilang-kun, now the only one who can save you is the county lord!" ”

Song Qi closed his eyes and shook his head, "My Song family was supposed to be punished for three generations, but if it weren't for Uncle Su's secret mediation, there would not even be a single living mouth in the three generations of the Song family now." I can't be ungrateful, don't mention it. ”

Uncle De looked at Song Qi in a daze, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"Bang."

At this moment, the door was suddenly slammed.

Someone sneered maliciously, "Old man, your regular customer is here again!" Hurry up and pick up the guests! ”

Uncle De's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly walked over and opened the door, "Qi Guan'er only picked up the guest last night, according to the rules, you should rest today......"

"Get out of here!" The man outside pushed Uncle De and mocked: "The guest called his name, and he dared not go?" Want to be whipped again?! ”

Uncle De almost fell and was held up from behind by Song Qi.

He calmly looked at the widow who had just gone with him to see Su Nianxi, and scolded him outside the door, and said, "I'll go." ”

After all, a human being is not as good as a dog, as long as he can save Rong'er's life, he will still have to hold on to this breath.

A rich, sweet fragrance fills the room.

Qi Guan'er stood in the room, looking at the fat-headed and big-eared man in front of him who was picking out the right utensils on the table, and slowly lowered his eyes.

The man finally took a wrist-thick stick, shook it in his hand, turned around with a smile, and scolded angrily when he saw Qi Guan'er still standing like this.

"Don't take it off yet? Wait for the master to serve you?! ”

Qi Guan'er lowered her eyes, her fingers curled slightly, and then slowly raised her clothes and untied her clothes.

One by one, they fell to the ground.

Revealing a scarred upper body.

The man walked over proudly, 'tsk' twice, raised the stick and poked him in the back of the waist, "Get off!" ”

Qi Guan'er closed her eyes and held her belt.

Just about to unravel.

"Bang!"

The closed door was suddenly kicked open!

The fat man was startled, turned his head and scolded, "Which one who doesn't have long eyes to spoil grandpa's good deeds......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a young man with a scar and a fierce appearance leading several people swaggering in.

"Third master, this Qi official is still picking up guests...... Qin Lou's old bustard followed behind with a smile.

Feng San ignored it, swept his eyes inside, fixed his gaze on Qi Guan'er's body for a moment, then moved away, and raised his chin towards the fat man who was still scolding.

The little monkey in the back immediately jumped over, raised his hand, and staggered and fell down with a few slaps!

The fat man spun around and fell to the ground.

The man who was following the old bustard who had just ridiculed Qi Guan'er's 'old goods' immediately pounced, "Big official! ”

Turning his head and glaring, "You have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall!" This is the official master......"

"Smack!" The little monkey slapped it again, "What nonsense! If you dare to hit you, you are not afraid! Get out of the way! ”

They got the letter of the county lord, and they took a good breath of evil for the 'old man'.

Isn't this enough of the rampant and domineering posture?

The little monkey pinched his fingers - the taste of the fox and the fake tiger and the dog fighting the human power is almost refreshing!

The beaten girl was already delicate, and after such a slap, half of his face was directly swollen, and he wanted to cry, but he was directly scolded by the bustard.

Turning his face and smiling at Feng San again, "Third master, third master, there is something to say." You see, our building is also doing business seriously, and the well water does not interfere with the river water in your west market. If you have any advice, it's all open to discussion. ”

I didn't want to, so I saw Feng San slap a silver ticket directly on the table, nodded at Qi Guan'er, who was covered with scars over there, and said, "This person, I have it." ”