"Master, let me carry it, you go about your business." Yin Ranyue caught up with Qin Ziling and reached out to carry the bucket.
"You can just light the fire later. When there are men at home, why do you, a girl, need to do heavy work at home?" Qin Ziling said with a smile.
"But, but you are different, you are..." Yin Ranyue said anxiously.
"Okay, this is for you. You can put it on and see if it fits. After I fill the pot with water, you can go into the kitchen to boil water." Qin Ziling interrupted Yin Ranyue before she could continue.
, then took out the brightly colored hairpin with flowers engraved on it from his pocket with one hand, and handed it to Yin Dian Yue.
"Here, for me?" Looking at the beautiful hairpin handed over by Qin Ziling, Yin Ranyue was dumbfounded, her eyes widening.
"If I don't give it to you, why don't I wear it myself?" Qin Ziling said with a smile, and even put it on his head.
"Phew!" Yin Ranyue, who was originally in a daze and shock, 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 Ranyue. He thrust the hairpin into her hand and walked quickly towards the kitchen with the bucket in hand.
In another world, where has he seen such a woman who is so easily moved and satisfied!
Such a woman really made his heart flutter.
Watching Qin Ziling leave, Yin Ranyue's hand tightly held the hairpin, and her tears finally rolled down her face.
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Youlongzhangyuan, backyard.
Zhuang Gaochi's body was placed on a stretcher.
His head was forcibly installed on his neck, and the incisions were clearly visible. His entire right leg was twisted and deformed, and the bones and muscles were kneaded into a ball. The flesh and blood were blurred and miserable.
In front of the stretcher, stood a tall, bald, broad-faced, middle-aged man with a dignified demeanor. At this time, his face was gloomy, his body was surging with energy and blood, and he exuded a ferocious aura that made people breathless.
This middle-aged man is none other than Jiang Yue, the master of Youlong Zhangyuan.
"Is there any result?" Jiang Yue looked at Liao Sen with cold eyes.
Liao Sen is tall and thin, with a cold temperament. He is in charge of some shady things in Youlong Zhangyuan and some peripheral gang members.
The last time Yan Kui and others were killed, Liao Sen was responsible for the investigation, but in the end the military advisor Yi Xuan was not caught and the matter was left alone.
The demise of the Yama Gang not only caused Youlong Zhangyuan to lose an income, but also caused them to lose control of some areas, which made Jiang Yue quite annoyed.
It is not that easy to make a new knife after you have used it for a long time. If you are not careful, you may injure yourself if you are not careful with the knife.
Therefore, some of the territory of the Yama Gang was taken away by others, and Jiang Yue had no choice. After all, on the surface, they were following the right path, the white path. Those shady interests could only be resolved by those people themselves. It was inconvenient for them to go there.
He directly intervened openly, otherwise the world would lose its rules and order, and the entire Fangcheng City would fall into panic and turmoil.
This is not allowed by the five major families and the government.
Even though they do a lot of shameful things secretly, their reputation and majesty on the surface still need to be maintained.
As a result, it has only been a month since the Yama Luo Gang was wiped out. His inner court disciple Zhuang Gaochi was killed directly in the city in broad daylight. Moreover, this Zhuang Gaochi still had hope of reaching the iron level. This made
How can Jiang Yue not be angry?
"According to an old man and two teenagers living in that alley, they heard a scream. When they looked out, Junior Brother Zhuang had been killed, and there was only an old man with a hunchback at the scene," Liao Sen replied.
Then Liao Sen gave a rough description of the hunchbacked old man's face.
"The old man with a hunchback? He can kick Zhuang Gaochi's legs like this. If that person is not a strong martial artist, he must be a martial arts disciple who practices leg skills, and he has reached the peak level of iron skin." Jiang Yue frowned and fell into confusion.
Meditated.
"The powerful martial artist will not attack Zhuang Gaochi. Even if he is a powerful martial artist, there is no old man you mentioned among the people I know. And the latter is at the peak level of iron skin in leg skills, and Fang Changcheng's power in practicing leg skills is only
It's easy to investigate several companies like that." Jiang Yue said and looked up at Liao Sen.
"Disciple has already investigated these houses, and there is no such hunchbacked old man! Could it be that he is a passing martial artist, or is he someone who has a disguise?" Liao Sen bowed slightly and asked.
"Why did the passing warrior want to kill Zhuang Gaochi?" Jiang Yue asked rhetorically.
"Master Jiang, what you mean is that it was still our people from Fang Changcheng who did it, but in a disguised form?" Liao Sen's face suddenly turned ugly.
If it was done by a passing warrior, it was probably just an accident. But if it was done by a local, it would be okay if it was just a vendetta against Zhuang Gaochi. If it was directed at Youlong Zhangyuan, then the problem would be serious.
Already.
"Everyone has been asked to be more careful when going out recently, and you should start investigating as soon as possible who Zhuang Gaochi had enemies with during his lifetime, especially if there is anyone he had enemies with recently." Jiang Yue said in a deep voice.
"Recently?" Liao Sen was stunned for a moment, remembering Zhuang Gaochi colluding with Yan Kui to scheme against Yun Lan, hoping to gain both personal and financial benefits.
"Is there any problem?" Jiang Yue asked.
"Disciple just remembered one thing, but it can't be related." Liao Sen then gave a brief summary of Zhuang Gaochi's collusion with Yan Kui to scheme against Yun Lan.
"You're right, these things can't be related. With the little foundation of 'Hua Yun' gouache and rouge shop, she wants to invite such masters to assassinate Zhuang Gaochi, and the funds mobilized are definitely a large amount. Just check it out
She can investigate it, and she also has to have the connections and courage. As for the inner disciple of Hantie Zhangyuan you mentioned, that is even more impossible. It is better to check other ones, and keep an eye on those who are good at leg skills.
power." Jiang Yue said.
"Yes, Master Jiang!" Liao Sen bowed slightly and then stepped back.
On the second floor of the "Hua Yun" gouache and rouge shop, Yun Lan sat by the window and watched the setting sun sinking into Wuyang Mountain, with a complex expression of worry and self-blame written on her face.
What happened during the day is still vivid in my mind.
She is a weak woman. After her parents died, she raised her disabled brother alone, and continued to develop the "Hua Yun" gouache and rouge shop. She has her own unique way of looking at people and dealing with things.
When she first saw Zhuang Gaochi, her instinct told her that he was a cruel and sinister man.
Therefore, she believed that Zhuang Gaochi could do what Zhuang Gaochi said before leaving.
But what can she, a little girl, do? Do she really have to stoop down and marry him and give him her entire family property for free? What about her younger brother? What about her future life?
But if Qin Ziling suffered a disaster because of this, how could she bear it?
He is such a friendly and responsible man, a man who knows how to be considerate and respect women!
For almost the entire day, Yun Lan was in a state of disbelief, filled with worry and self-blame.
"Sister, sister, let me tell you something!" Yuntai said as he limped up the stairs.