Mu Yunhan looked back and saw a group of people surrounding Meng Jia, talking around him.
Meng Jia stood with his eyes lowered. He was obviously in the bustling city, but he seemed to be independent and lonely.
She couldn't help but sigh, feeling very sad: "Elder, why is this happening?"
Elder Wu said: "Nine times out of ten things happen when people don't like what they want. That's how things are in this world. For example, don't you and A-Lin also have regrets?"
Yes, she and Gu Fenglin often worry about the sudden onset of illness, and worry that there will be no tomorrow after today.
She also wants to have a child with him, and she also wants to do nothing with him every day, go boating in the rivers and lakes, and live peacefully.
Mu Yunhan suppressed the sourness in his eyes and asked: "Elder, do you have any regrets? You can tell me, maybe I can fulfill your wish."
Elder Wu smiled: "Of course I have regrets, but I won't tell you now."
His regret was that he didn't know where Gu Yilan had gone and could not see Gu Yilan live a peaceful life.
Mu Yunhan had a vague idea in his mind, and just as he was about to give him a few words of advice, Elder Wu put him on the ground: "We're here, it's getting late, let's rest."
Xiaomi had already tidied up a room. After Mu Yunhan simply washed up, he and Xiaomi lay down together.
She had something on her mind and couldn't sleep.
I finally fell asleep, either dreaming about Gu Fenglin or Meng Jia, which was very unsettling.
At the same time, Pucheng County Government.
Meng Jia pinched Meng Twelve's neck, his eyes were red: "Tell me, what did my father tell you before leaving?"
Meng Twelve slumped on the chair with two black and swollen eyes, not daring to move at all: "My dear brother, didn't I say that?
My uncle just ordered me to help you find out the facts of the case, enforce the law impartially, resettle the victims, and don't let the bad guys escape. Is there any problem?"
Meng Jia said coldly: "Didn't you receive the order to try to put Yaishentang to death?"
Meng Twelve sighed: "Isn't this the Medicine Hall's fault? So many people witnessed it with their own eyes. The fire started in the wine shop.
Just because Mu Yunhan is your old lover, you can't just give her a break if she starts crying and making trouble with you again! This is unfair to the victims!"
"She is not my old lover!" Meng Jia squeezed Meng Twelve's neck angrily.
Meng Twelve screamed in panic: "Are you crazy? Do you really want to kill me? I am your biological brother!"
Several followers could not care about anything else and ran in, hugged Meng Jia and pulled him away: "Master, you can't do this!"
Meng Jia was as strong as an ox, and everyone struggled for a while before they could pull him away. They were all covered in sweat.
Meng Twelve hid behind the crowd and shouted angrily: "Have you not taken medicine for a long time? You are starting to go crazy again!"
Meng Jia looked at him fiercely: "Let me ask you, do you know about the fall and massacre of Guning City?"
Meng Twelve paused, then said in surprise: "Guning City fell and was massacred. When did that happen?"
Meng Jia stared at him hard, stood up and strode out.
Meng Twelve ignored the pain in his neck and jumped up to command everyone: "Hurry up and follow! Watch carefully! If there is something wrong with you, just wait and die!"
The servants followed him swarm, leaving only one steward to accompany Meng Twelve.
Meng Twelve took the ointment he handed over, applied it on his neck fiercely, and said bitterly: "It's really a disaster! You do this..."