"It must be because you are jealous, and it's your fault for not going to accompany him." Du Ruotong is right. Zhao Changyuan has really been complaining about his husband in the past few days. He has scolded the heartless white-eyed wolf Gong Yueyue tens of thousands of times in his heart.
.
"Miss! Miss—" Myolie's voice suddenly came from outside the house, but it sounded a bit sharp and scary.
When the girl hurried into the house, Du Ruotong couldn't help but frown and complained: "What are you so worried about?"
"Yin...Yin Liang is here..."
Gong Yueyue laughed dumbly: "He can come when he comes. You won't be so panicked, right? You're such a loser."
Unexpectedly, Xing'er didn't mean to make fun of her at all, she still said with a serious face: "He...he said...he told something."
Du Ruotong's face sank and he asked: "What's the matter? Speak carefully."
"Jade...Miss Yulian is dead."
There was silence in the room for at least ten seconds.
Until Gong Yueyue and Du Ruotong came to their senses and exclaimed at the same time: "What?" "Real or false?"
"It's true. Yulian's family carried her to the door of Pan's house, and they were making a fuss! They said...our eldest young master went to see her once, and then...killed her to death." Xing'er looked at her face.
Seriously, it doesn't sound like a joke. Du and Gong felt as if they had fallen into a cold pool, and felt an unbearable coldness in their hearts.
There was another moment of silence. Gong Yueyue asked as if out of habit: "Did you tell me how you died?"
Myolie's eyes filled with tears, she pursed her lips and said, "I don't know, he didn't say anything. My uncle asked him to bring a message to the young lady. There is some chaos in the house. The young lady is here today, so it's best not to go back, otherwise
Shocked."
"I know...Yueyue...how could this happen..." After saying that, Du Ruotong lay on the table and cried loudly.
It was a quiet night, and Du Ruotong had already fallen into a dream. But Gong Yueyue turned over and walked to the window. At this moment, for some reason, she missed the smell of that inch of tobacco. She was not a big smoker, but when her thoughts were confused and unable to calm down, she smoked a 555
It would give her some peace.
Yu Lian did not have much friendship with her, and she had long been aware of the other party's hostility towards her. She had never considered finding ways to resolve Yu Lian's hostility and grudge, nor had she ever thought of trying to forcefully gain her friendship.
.The affection between people has more or less elements of God's will. If they come together, they will come apart.
But now, this girl died in the blink of an eye and turned into a lifeless body. As time goes by, she will soon decay into a pile of bones... along with her love for Pan Zhuqing and her hatred for her Gong Yueyue.
, disappear together.
She felt deeply desolate. Compared with the strong hatred and the tormenting pain, the complete disappearance was a terrible thing.
She suddenly remembered the world a thousand years from now. People were eating pizza, using WIFI, drinking whiskey or coffee, and living a deafening life. Did any of them know that a thousand years ago now, there was a beautiful and kind-hearted woman?
The general is called Zhao Changyuan, there is a righteous hero called Pan Jingyuan, there is a perfect and invincible (so shameless) Mary Sue man named Gong Yueyue, there is a silly and cute Du Ruotong... Everything will be there today.
In the passing time, it disappeared without a trace.
Including love.
"Tian Hai." She came to Tian Hai Xiaomei's door early in the morning, so that Tian Hai met her face to face as soon as he stepped out of the door.
The young man rubbed his groggy eyes and asked, "Young lady, what are your orders?"
"We will set off to Cangzhou today." She wanted to see Zhao Changyuan, want to hold him in her arms, want to stay with him day and night, and didn't want to delay another minute. The time to be together can only be decades at most. The years that can be separated are forever...
…
It didn’t take much effort to pack up, because it had already been sorted out before. It was just that when I went to Zhao Xiong and his wife to say goodbye, I encountered a moderate obstacle.
The bad boy couldn't get out of his way, so Tian Hai Xiaomei escorted Gong Yueyue, which really made the Zhao couple feel uneasy. There were too many wild roads along the way. If you met a bad person, it wouldn't matter if you robbed something. If you hurt someone, then it would be fine.
It was fatal. In desperation, Zhao Xiong wanted to assign his lieutenants to escort him. But it was always inconvenient to have a stranger by his side. Instead, Du Ruotong discussed with the bad boy and asked Yin Liang to follow them. Someone of similar age was there.
It is always easier to get closer when we get along together. Moreover, Yin Liang is smart and obedient, tall and strong, and has excellent skills. With a long sword and an iron whip in hand, it is no problem to defeat dozens of bandits. Zhao Xiong and his wife
Then he reluctantly nodded and let him go.
Yin Liang packed up his luggage in a hurry and drove the carriage to the gate of Zhao's house. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon. Everyone helped pile the luggage and items onto the carriage. Zhao Xiong and his wife gave them many instructions. Gong Yue
Only then did Yue and her team embark on the road to find their husband.
The carriage went all the way north up the streets of Luoyang City. Gong Yueyue guessed that she might not be able to come back within a year and a half after going to the border. She opened the curtains of the car and watched all the way. Street after street, street trees after trees,
Every familiar hawker carries all the memories of her first stop in ancient times.
The carriage passed Pan's house unknowingly. Outside the high wall, there were excited people in mourning clothes. Yin Liang involuntarily slowed down, presumably because he was worried about the owners inside the high wall.
The chaotic crowd gradually drifted away, slowly leaving Gong Yueyue's sight. She couldn't help but imagine what kind of state the enigmatic Pan Zhuqing would be in at this moment. Can Yulian devote all her life's love to him in exchange for his final love?
Reluctance and love?
The carriage passed by Yang Yiyi's natal home, General Yang's Mansion. This place gave Gong Yueyue a short-term warmth, and also gave her almost fatal injuries. She was resentful, but after she calmed down, she felt that everything was so affectionate.
But it turned out that the parents who lost their daughter had to bear the pain of their own skin after all. And she herself had indeed borrowed Yang Yiyi's body to enjoy everything that should not have been hers.
Then, she passed by her own house. Now the courtyard is locked. When they return in triumph, this will be the home of her and Zhao Changyuan. She wants to hide her husband in the golden house, raise children with him here, and never be together again.
Leave……
Finally, there was the prefect's Yamen, where she experienced her first job in ancient times, and possibly her only job. It was a short, busy but fulfilling period of time. And this good memory is thanks to Pan Zhuqing.
Zhiyu.
If it weren't for his inappropriate feelings, they should be friends. Generally speaking, he is a good person. They have caught thieves together, saved the emperor, and experienced large and small cases... But now, there are only a few...
Be true to your word.
She was still deep in thought when a familiar figure slipped out of her sight. Almost subconsciously, she opened the door curtain and told Yin Liang to stop the carriage.
"Master Song!" Xiaomei helped her and chased after her.
The Lord Magistrate looked back and hurriedly came to greet him: "Mrs. Zhao! What a coincidence! Are you planning to go on a long trip?"
"Well, I plan to go to Cangzhou to reunite with my husband." When she said this, a slight blush appeared on her face.
"Oh, then General Zhao must be extremely happy? He must be longing for his wife." Mr. Song said this, but the subtext in his heart was - who doesn't know that this little good-for-nothing can't survive without his wife.
"Sir Song, there is something that I still can't let go of, so I want to ask you for advice."
"Madam, please tell me." Mr. Song thought, if it's over, he might be able to embarrass me.
Gong Yueyue lowered her head and hesitated for a moment, as if she had made a decision silently in her heart. When she raised her head, her eyes were already bright: "You must already know about Miss Yulian, right?"
Mr. Song frowned and sighed: "Oh, what a pity. The cardamom years are just..."
"Have you ever had it checked?"
"I've been there. He said he died by jumping into the river."
She was silent for a few seconds and then asked: "Can I see the autopsy records?"
"Ah...this..." Sure enough, nothing good will happen to this girl looking for him! But then I thought about it, Gong Yueyue is a very clever girl, and what she does will never be done on a whim. "Could it be that Madam suspects...
"
But she immediately denied it: "I don't have any other intentions, I just feel that after all we have met, I can finally fulfill my responsibility as a friend. Otherwise, I can't do anything for her."
Even though she said that, Mr. Song still felt something was fishy. It was best for him to cooperate. If there was anything suspicious and she found out through other methods...then would he still be the prefect? "This
...Okay. Then, madam, please wait in the carriage for a while and let me go in and get it for you."
"Thank you, sir!" she responded with a smile on her face.
"I don't want my wife to worry about anything along the way." I don't want him to have another thing on his mind from now on.
"Miss... what are you doing?" Xiaomei, who was supporting her on the side, couldn't understand. Aren't you going to leave the city? How could there be such a thing all of a sudden?
Gong Yueyue murmured to herself: "There is no way, I can't pass my level."
"What?" Xiaomei still didn't understand.
"It's the same sentence. I will never believe that a good person will kill another person." Gong Yueyue only thought about this sentence in her heart and did not say it out loud.
Not long after, Mr. Song entered the carriage with the autopsy record he made. Gong Yueyue looked through it carefully, and finally closed the record and closed her eyes. "My guess was indeed right."
The carriage kept running wildly and rushed out before the city gate closed. In the evening, several young people on their way stayed in a large, regular inn on the outskirts to rest.
After all, Xiaomei is just a little girl. She dares to drool and look at handsome guy Yin even though her husband is by her side. He has long eyebrows, thin lips, and is wearing a white hunting suit with a waist and narrow sleeves. He casually rolls up his sleeves to reveal half of his lean arms.
, her hair is tied unruly behind her back, and her whole person is slender and energetic, quite chivalrous.
Tian Hai rolled his eyes in anger, Gong Yueyue kept kicking Xiaomei from below, but she had no reaction.
Fortunately, handsome guy Yin has long been accustomed to the following eyes of the little girls. He is still cool and does whatever he has to do.
"I said, why don't you just bury your head on someone else? Isn't it embarrassing?" Tian Hai finally lost his temper.
Xiaomei was stunned and asked angrily: "What do you mean?"
Tian Hai also frowned and pushed back: "What do you mean by me?" She drooled at other men in front of her own man, but she still ignored her!
Gong Yueyue saw that the atmosphere was not right, that the young couple might really have a quarrel, so she quickly interrupted: "What's going on, Yin Liang..."
Yin Liang, who was immersed in eating vegetables, raised his head and asked: "Hmm? Madam, what's the matter?" (To be continued)