Wu Baihua took out a piece of tissue paper from his arms, which seemed to be an official document of Zhang Yamen.

I only heard her read aloud: "Meng Dongting, a prisoner on death row who escaped from prison, is a native of Yangzhou in the south, if you have to check the report, you will be rewarded with thirty taels of silver." He said and sneered: "This person has such a dirty background, and now he has caught our guards for the crime of theft, do we still have to cover up in the martial arts?"

Everyone in the hall was surprised when they heard the official document read by Wu Baihua, and they all talked about it. Everyone looked at the jewels in the cloth bag, with a look of disdain, but they all regarded Meng Dongting as a thief, and no one doubted it anymore.

Meng Dongting's heart was shocked, Fang knew that Wu Baihua had already found out his origin, and if he didn't come to harass him a few days ago, he must be looking for this official document. Previously, she hinted to herself three times and twice, saying that she could collapse herself at any time, and it was really not a lie.

Wu Baihua handed the official document to Wu Qianhe and said with a smile: "Little sister, this person is a fugitive who has committed a capital crime, but it's a pity that you didn't do anything more and deceived him." ”

Wu Qianhe took the official document, his hands trembled for a while, and he didn't dare to take a second look.

Wu Baihua smiled: "Why don't you expand it and take a look? You always say that I want to frame this kid, why don't you come and expose my tricks?" said and covered his mouth and chuckled, looking very happy.

Wu Qianhe was scared in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Eldest sister, you ...... Why do you have to get along with him? I beg you, you will let him go......" His voice trembled, and he bowed his head and admitted defeat.

Wu Baihua said gently: "Sister, I am definitely not maliciously framing this Meng Dongting, it is all at this moment, why do you have to defend him?"

Mrs. Wu said loudly: "Qianhe, hurry up and read the official documents, don't lure the wolf into the room!"

Wu Qianhe's hands trembled and unfolded the official document, and he barely glanced at it, only to see the blood-red official seal on his head, and he was shocked for a moment, his face became extremely pale, and he didn't dare to look at it.

With tears in her eyes, she crumpled the official document into a ball, and said in a trembling voice: "This is not true! There are so many people with the same name and surname in the world, it's not him! It's not him!"

Wu Baihua said: "Sister, Yangzhou Mansion is called Meng Dongting, I'm afraid there won't be too many, you can see it! Why be sad for this kind of person?"

Wu Qianhe couldn't hold back his crying, took the official document in his hand, walked to Meng Dongting's side, and said softly: "This ...... Is this true? I don't want to listen to anybody else, I want you to tell me yourself. I didn't hear you say it yourself, I ...... I don't believe anybody. ”

She looked at Meng Dongting stupidly, hoping that he could tell herself that what Wu Baihua said was all a lie fabricated out of thin air.

Meng Dongting gritted his teeth and bowed his head. Seeing Wu Qianhe's sad expression, he hoped that he could tell her loudly that he, Meng Dongting, had never killed anyone, and that he had been wronged by someone when he was put on death row, and that the bag of jewelry he stole today was also framed by others, but he just couldn't speak. For a while, my heart seemed to be broken, so I just didn't look away, and I didn't dare to look at her face again.

Wu Qianhe stared at Meng Dongting, seeing that he never dared to look at him, it seemed that this was the case. Her face was pale, her eyes were full of misery, she bit her lower lip hard, turned around and ran into the inner hall.

Wu Baihua saw that Meng Dongting recognized himself, and sneered: "The surname is Meng! What else do you have to say?"

The family on the side also chimed in, shouting: "Little thief!

Mrs. Wu shook her head and said: "The master loves him so much, I really can't imagine it, alas, this person is really a beast......"

Everyone was full of disdain and cursed Meng Dongting one after another.

Meng Dongting's heart was sad, his chest was like a knife, he silently used his internal strength, stretched all the ropes on his body, and slowly stood up.

Everyone in the hall was shocked to see him with such divine power, and Mrs. Wu was even more frightened. The guards, fearing that he would go violent, drew their sabers one after another.

Wu Baihua was calm, his eyebrows straightened, and he said coldly: "Look at you, you look like a scholar, I can't imagine that you are a fugitive, you really know people and faces, but you don't know your heart." Thinking that my father hurts you, we will no longer report to the official, so you can go!"

Meng Dongting saw that Wu Qianhe still didn't come out, and knew that he couldn't see the last side, so he was sad in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Madam, please pay more respects to the master, just say that Meng Dongting is sorry for his old man, and he can't say goodbye to him." ”

Mrs. Wu waved her hand again and again, and sighed: "You still dare to mention the master, don't say it again, let's go!"

Meng Dongting turned around and wanted to go, but suddenly heard Mrs. Wu say again: "Don't say that you have been in the martial family in the future, our martial family can't afford to lose this person!"

Meng Dongting looked up to the sky and was silent, already with tears in his eyes, here and now, what can he do except accept his fate?

He gritted his teeth and turned to walk towards the door.

The guard shouted, "Boy, go out through the back door!

Meng Dongting rolled his eyes and looked at the guard angrily, the guard's heart trembled, and his feet stepped back unnaturally.

Meng Dongting walked to the gate of the martial arts, only to see that the Zhu door was closed and a heavy and thick latch was attached. He suddenly felt the indignation in his heart, and with a loud shout of "ah", he slammed out with a palm, and the powerful internal force smashed down, smashing the gate of the martial arts family, and then rushed out.

When everyone in the hall saw that he was doing this, they all screamed in surprise for a while.

Seeing Meng Dongting's appearance, he should have no power to restrain the chicken, who knew that his martial arts were so strong?

Meng Dongting left the martial arts family, penniless, and did not even take away the wages he had saved.

But his mind was agitated, and he couldn't care so much, and ran all the way.

By this time it was already dark, and suddenly it began to rain. Meng Dongting was soaking wet, walking alone on the streets of Nanjing, feeling indescribably lonely, and not knowing where to go.

remembered that when he first came to Nanjing a few months ago, he was seriously injured and fled to Wufu under the care of Brother Ouyang. Two people came, and now they are walking alone, and they have become the fugitives who have just escaped from Yangzhou death row, filthy and fearful, where to go?

The fame can no longer be tested, the case record is there, and it will never be able to turn over. And this Nanjing City can't stay any longer, Meng Dongting wiped the water droplets on his face, and he didn't know if it was rain or his own tears.

Ten years of Jinling dream, and now everything is empty.

The rain was pouring down, and his shirt was wet, and he just wanted to shout in the rain and vent all the pain in his chest.

Suddenly, a slender hand reached out behind his back, and an elegant oil-paper umbrella covered him.

Meng Dongting was shocked in his heart, and when he turned around, the person in front of him was wet with tears and sleeves, and there was a reluctant smile on his face, but it was Wu Qianhe, the second lady of the martial arts family, who came.

After tonight, her life is separated, and I am afraid that she will not be able to see her again in eternal life, so she still came.

Meng Dongting only felt that his lips were dry and bitter, his throat was astringent, and he said in a trembling voice: "Xiao ...... Miss ......"

Wu Qianhe smiled reluctantly, took out a package, and stuffed it to Meng Dongting.

Meng Dongting said in a low voice: "Miss, Meng Dongting is a fugitive death row prisoner, and he has never dared to tell you the truth...... You...... Will you blame me?"

Wu Qianhe shook his head and said, "Don't talk about this, everything is fate...... Let's go! Don't catch the government again. ”

Meng Dongting held back tears, and a voice in his heart was shouting to himself: "I have not committed a capital crime! I have been wronged!"

But the black and white words on the official document are still stamped with a red seal, and he just shouted out his throat, who in the world believes it?

With tears in his eyes, looking up at the sky, in the dark night sky, except for the heavy rain that kept falling, he couldn't see anything.

Meng Dongting smiled miserably and said, "Is this my life, I ...... I've never done a single bad thing, I don't have any more karma than any of you, so why should I be a fugitive for the rest of my life?"

Wu Qianhe said in a trembling voice: "Childe, there is no endless road to heaven, you are just uneasy for a while, don't be discouraged, I ...... I ......" Although she spoke like this, her heart was sad, and tears could not help but flow.

When Meng Dongting saw her crying, he only felt extremely sad in his heart, and he couldn't bear it anymore, he rushed onto the dark street, looked up to the sky and shouted: "God! Why do you treat me like this? You don't like me, look down on me, beat me, scold me, laugh at me, forget it! Why did you ruin my life? Why?"

He shouted for a while, only to feel hoarse in his throat, and tears were about to fall.

But the heavens were silent, and there was no answer but to give the cold rain to the bone.

Meng Dongting couldn't bear the grief in his heart, and finally his knees weakened and he fell to his knees on the street full of muddy water.

It is "Huangliang and a pillow of Jinling dream, learning rich and five cars empty hatred".

Although God is ruthless, although the world is cold, life has to go on, don't you?

Meng Dongting knelt on the ground and smiled softly, at this moment, he could kill himself by hitting the wall, what could he do except spare his life? He wiped the tears from his face, turned his head to look at Wu Qianhe, and saw that she was looking at herself with a face full of unbearable eyes.

Meng Dongting felt a pain in his heart and thought, "If I leave tonight, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see each other again in this life." Meng Dongting, go and see her, this is the last ......" Thinking of this, he forced a smiling face, slowly stood up, and walked in front of Wu Qianhe.

The two looked at each other silently, and neither of them spoke.

Meng Dongting looked at Wu Qianhe's beautiful face, and his heart was full of emotion.

She should belong to that wonderful world, and she is with a miserable and despicable person, only to bring her pain, maybe the two should not know each other, maybe this ending is right...... But poor him, who is also raised by his parents, is also a person of flesh and blood, and also has those seven emotions and six desires, but how can he endure this heartache? Suddenly his heart hurt, and he almost fell into tears.

After a long time, Meng Dongting said in a low voice: "Miss, I'm leaving." ”

Wu Qianhe couldn't bear it anymore, and he started crying, wanting to do something for Meng Dongting, but he didn't know what to do. Seeing the heavy rain falling, Meng Dongting was already like a chicken in soup, she stretched out her hand and handed over the umbrella in her hand.

Meng Dongting didn't answer, and said in a low voice: "I was wet, so I walked to the edge of the sky, and it was all wet." ”

Wu Qianhe covered his face with both hands, let the umbrella fall to the ground, and sobbed: "The world is sinister...... Son...... You...... Take care!"

Meng Dongting silently picked up the oil umbrella on the ground, stuffed it back into Wu Qianhe's hand, turned around in an instant, bowed his head and left.

Seeing Meng Dongting's rickety back gradually disappearing, Wu Qianhe mourned in his heart, and tears welled up in his eyes, I really don't know if the two can see each other again in this life......

Meng Dongting was full of worries, walked in the rainy night, walked to the outskirts of the city, sheltered from the rain in a ruined temple, opened the package given to him by Wu Qianhe, and saw that there were a few small gold ingots in it, and some dry food and clothing, which were obviously done in a hurry, but the affection was self-evident.

Meng Dongting stretched out his hand to stroke the things in the baggage, as if the beautiful woman was beside him.

He looked around the ruined temple, he was alone in the dark, and he didn't know where to go except for hugging the package left by Wu Qianhe.

When this touched the scene, Meng Dongting couldn't bear it anymore, and tears fell on the burden drop by drop.

It wasn't until the last moment of this separation that he understood how important Wu Qianhe was to him. He must always remember that in his humble and bumpy life, there was such a noble and beautiful woman who really cared about him......