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Jin Zheyi, who had done bad things, fled in a panic, Su Baiyue touched her swollen lips, feeling extremely bad. Jin Zheyi's attitude is too strange, she must immediately send people away according to the plot.

It's obviously well raised, why is it crooked? She is her good sister!

But soon, she was about to stab her good brother, Su Baiyue suddenly felt a little distressed.

Alas, she is still a stepmother. Such a good baby is willing to start.

The next day, Li Muchu hung his arms and continued to look for Jin Qingrou persistently.

"Cousin, are you alright?" Jin Qingrou had a worried expression, her pointed eyebrows furrowed, and the pain touched her heart.

"No problem, no problem, cousin, don't worry." Li Muchu looked around like a thief.

Jin Qingju said: "Cousin, don't worry, I have taught Brother Yi a hard lesson. Such disrespect to brother, it really deserves to be beaten."

It is impossible to fight, impossible for a lifetime. But if the child wants to become a good person, he still has to fight. She was reluctant to let it go, so she left it to someone else to fight.

Hearing this, Li Muchu suddenly felt relieved. He wanted to hold Jin Qingrou's hand, but when he touched his "crunching" aching arm, he stopped.

Sooner or later, it's your own, what's the hurry.

Thinking of this, Li Muchu mysteriously brought Jin Qingrou into the room, ready to talk to her about the business.

"Cousin is saying that the eighth prince wants to let Brother Yi be his assistant?" Jin Qingrou's eyes lit up.

The Eighth Prince had countless staff and diners, but in fact, most of them were his own pets. However, only if he thinks it is good, he will be assigned the status of an aide to hide people's eyes and ears.

Jin Qingrou didn't know the details, but she was happy for Jin Zheyi from the bottom of her heart.

"It is an honor for Brother Yi to be appreciated by the Eighth Prince."

Li Muchu immediately pretended to say, "I'm just afraid that Brother Yi will not be happy, you know his temper."

Jin Qingrou quickly waved her hand and said, "What's not to like about this. How could Brother Yi be unhappy about such a glorious thing. I'll talk to him about it in a while."

Li Muchu nodded and was about to speak when the carved wooden door over there was kicked open.

The young man was still standing there in a flaming red shirt, but instead of holding a whip, he held a sword.

Today, Jin Zheyi was going to apologize to Jin Qingrou. He knew that it was him who was wrong yesterday and that she was his sister. How could he do something like that? My sister has the most gentle temperament and will definitely forgive herself.

But before he came, he heard the news that Li Muchu was staying in Jin Qingrou's courtyard.

Seeing Jin Zheyi's eyes, Li Muchu trembled all over his body, feeling that his broken arm hurt even more.

If the Eighth Prince hadn't taken a fancy to this little ancestor, where would he have come to provoke him. Everyone in the imperial city knows that this ancestor is not easy to mess with, and he just broke the leg of a noble son who was trying to belittle him a few days ago. But for his own glory and wealth, even if his arms were broken, he had to come.

"Sister wants me to go to the Eighth Prince's Mansion as a staff officer?" Jin Zheyi didn't have time to answer Li Muchu, who was hiding his thoughts, but instead looked at Jin Qingrou.

Jin Qingrou said with a gentle face: "If you can enter the Eighth Prince's Mansion, you will have a bright future in the future. Brother Yi, don't you want to go to such a good thing?"

Li Muchu wanted to agree, but under Jin Zheyi's gloomy eyes, he still kept his mouth shut.

"Rich?" Jin Zheyi snorted coldly, "Sister doesn't know the filth in the Eighth Prince's Mansion, but I do know. Obviously he's an aide, but he's actually a favorite. My sister really thinks that the Eighth Prince's Mansion doesn't have any aides. Come to find me, the son of a merchant."

Li Muchu's conspiracy was revealed in one sentence. He didn't panic. He just stepped forward slowly, and said next to Jin Zheyi, "Cousin, you're not being kind..." Before Li Muchu finished speaking, he was caught Jin Zhe used his long sword to hold his neck.

Li Muchu shivered immediately and did not dare to move.

Jin Qingrou stepped forward with a flustered face, "Brother Yi, what are you doing? Put down the sword!" What if you hurt yourself.

Jin Zheyi glared at Li Muchu fiercely.

Li Muchu gritted his teeth with a pale face and said, "Brother Yi, don't blame me for not reminding you. If what you did was stabbed out, let alone this golden mansion, even the imperial city would not be able to stay. Say no. Yes, I have to go to prison."

"I, Jin Zheyi, are sitting upright, what can be stabbed by you, a rotten thing like you who happily drills into Yanliu Lane?" Jin Zheyi clenched the long sword in his hand.

Li Muchu was provoked, completely forgetting the plan he had set at the beginning, and he said indifferently, "A wild species who came out of nowhere and dares to pretend to be the heir of the Jinfu, if I sue you to the yamen , you can't atone for your sins even if you sit in jail!"

The long sword in Jin Zheyi's hand suddenly tightened, and his first reaction was to look at Jin Qingrou.

Jin Qingrou looked at Li Muchu in shock, "Cousin, what are you talking about?"

Li Muchu immediately puffed up his chest with confidence, and looked at Jin Zheyi, who was pale and slender and shaky.

"Brother Yi, do you want me to tell my cousin about this kind of thing? In vain, my cousin is so kind to you, but that's how you repay her?"

"Brother Yi, what the **** is going on?" Jin Qingrou turned to look at Jin Zheyi, her eyes filled with tears, she was so pitiful.

Jin Zheyi pursed his lips and said nothing, his face pale.

Li Muchu was still talking loudly, intending to step on Jin Zheyi under his feet.

"Cousin, don't you think that Yi Ge'er looks nothing like the people in our Jinfu? That's because he's not your long-lost brother at all, but a fake! And your brother, long ago Killed by him!"

"You are talking nonsense! He died of his own illness!" Jin Zheyi was eager to explain, and immediately opened his mouth. But as soon as he finished speaking, he knew he had been tricked.

No matter how mature Rao is, he is only a fifteen-year-old child. What can he understand? Li Muchu has been ups and downs in the officialdom for so many years, if he can't even clean up such a small child, he should pack up and get out of the way as soon as possible.

Facing the fake and shoddy products that she had been pampering for so long, Jin Qingrou collapsed.

"Brother Yi..." She grabbed Jin Zheyi's hand tremblingly, and her pale and weak face disappeared instantly and even the last bit of blood disappeared.

"Sister, don't listen to his nonsense." Jin Zheyi swallowed his dry throat, and suddenly his face turned ruthless, "I'll kill this nonsense **** right now!"

"Stop!" Jin Qingrou pushed Jin Zheyi away and saw the panicked face of the boy. She shook her head, her eyes filled with tears in disbelief, crystal clear tears rolled down her cheeks, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was infinitely sad.

Li Muchu was frightened by the sharp sword and almost wet his pants, so he quickly hid behind Jin Qingrou, sticking out half of his head and shouting, "I have the evidence, if it wasn't for my cousin who put those big men who trafficked people in prison. , I'm not so easy to know what you, a little wild species, have done."

Jin Zheyi lowered his eyes with a pale face, "Sister, listen to me..."

"I don't want to listen, I just want to be quiet." Su Baiyue looked at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, making the sadness flow into a river.

Such a big series of bitter scenes really cost her her life.

Under Li Muchu's triumphant look, Jin Zheyi said with difficulty, "Sister, don't you want me?"

"Don't call me sister." Su Baiyue turned around coldly and ruthlessly, leaving the boy with a cold and ruthless back.

With a "bang", the long sword in Jin Zheyi's hand fell to the ground. The youth who was originally high-spirited was now extremely depressed.

Li Muchu took the opportunity to say, "Brother Yi, if you want me to tell you, you can follow your sister's wishes and go to the Eighth Prince's Mansion to live a good life. It's a good place, and others want to enter, but you don't have the ability."

Jin Zheyi's eyes were red and he glared at Li Muchu viciously, like a little beast whose claws had only been stripped away.

Having seen Jin Zheyi's strength, Li Muchu was really afraid of him. However, a young man with a color like Jin Zheyi has such a fierce personality, if he can really hide under his body, it will really have a unique flavor. No wonder the Eighth Prince was so obsessed with it.

The current Li Muchu had already guessed the intention of the Eighth Prince. Because the Eighth Prince had mentioned Jin Zheyi in front of him more than once.

Li Muchu is not stupid, he has already heard the meaning from the eighth prince's explicit hint.

Li Muchu looked at Jin Zheyi in front of him, just as he saw power and wealth beckoning in front of him.

The boy hoarsely said, "Does my elder sister think the same way?"

At this moment, Jin Qingrou's always gentle voice showed an undisguised coldness and choking, "I don't want to see you now."

Jin Zheyi laughed to himself.

After more than ten years of company, it was still no match for Li Muchu's words. It can't compare to that weak blood relationship, it can't compare to that short-lived brother.

The young man laughed, turned around, and finally retorted in a soft voice: "I didn't kill your brother." This was the young man's last stubbornness and expectation.

But he didn't hear Jin Qingrou's response.

The last glimmer of hope was dashed, and Jin Zheyi stumbled away.

Li Muchu looked at Jin Zheyi's nostalgic back, turning back three times, and quickly followed.

He couldn't let his wealth go away.

The room gradually became quiet, and Su Baiyue, who was standing stiffly, suddenly gasped for breath, "cough, cough..." She was so flustered that her mood fluctuated too much, and she was prone to myocardial infarction.

Biting her little Papa, Su Baiyue felt heartache when she thought that her little brother, who she raised with her own hands, was going to experience those inhuman tortures.

Hey, my sister loves you.

...

When Jin Zheyi went to the Eighth Prince's Mansion, Jin Qingrou did not see him. But she didn't expect that this time it would be a goodbye.

"What did you say? Brother Yi died?" Jin Qingrou widened her eyes in shock, her heart aching.

Li Muchu rubbed his hands together, looking like he hated iron for not turning into steel.

After a lot of hard work, he coaxed such a small ancestor, but he didn't expect that he would turn into a corpse in the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

The eighth prince hadn't touched the meat and fishy, ​​and he was so furious that he severely reprimanded him. The most terrifying thing is that I don't know who told Li Ru about this, so angry that this honest and honest official all his life spit out a mouthful of blood, and his soul went back to heaven.

Li Muchu had to keep his filial piety for another three years, and his marriage with Jin Qingrou was forced to be pushed back again.

Since Jin Qingrou heard the news of Jin Zheyi's death, she washed her face with tears every day, and regretted it.

While crying, she stuffed hibiscus cake into her mouth.

"Hiccup..." After crying every day, it was almost time for a nap.

Here, Jin Qingrou has been sad for three years. Over there, Li Muchu was hated and abandoned by the Eighth Prince. He hurriedly went to various places to find good-looking brothers. Finally, he won the favor of the Eighth Prince again. confidant.

The fourth prince over there is still doing a "no songbird", secretly rubbing the plan to bring down the eighth prince.

Here, Su Baiyue was cured by time and has a new favorite. It was none other than the Jin Yuanbao.

Although Jin Yuanbao has retained some of his childhood temperament since he left his disgusting mother, he is still an upright and upright young man.

Today's Jinyuan Bao is worth sixteen, and the raw pink and jade pecks are cute, which is inseparable from Su Baiyue's captivity.

Su Baiyue also often wonders, the boy is really amazing, obviously he was fat like a pig when he was a child, and this long one is like a different person.

Although Jin Yuanbao didn't grow much.

"Sister, Young Master, I met a bad guy on the road today." Jin Yuanbao ran in sweating profusely, handing the food box in his hand to Su Baiyue as if offering a treasure, "If it weren't for the cleverness of Young Master, let's have this sauce elbow. I can't eat anymore."

Jin Yuanbao believes that only "Master" can bring out his domineering spirit, and only by reminding himself that he is "smart" all the time can he become smarter.

Regarding this matter, Su Baiyue chose to remain silent.

If the child wants to fantasize, let him fantasize.

Su Baiyue transferred all her love for Jin Zheyi's younger brother to Jin Yuanbao.

Although Jin Yuanbao loves to eat, he does not gain weight. For this physique, Su Baiyue hated her teeth so much.

But the sauce elbow brought back by Jin Yuanbao is really delicious!

Later, Su Baiyue knew why this sauce elbow was so delicious. Can the things that come out of the imperial kitchen of the palace taste delicious?

"Mommy, where's the ingot?" Su Baiyue looked strangely.

Why hasn't the sauce elbows come today?

Since the last time he ate sauce elbows, Jin Yuanbao's stupid kid actually went to squat in front of people's houses every day, just to ask for sauce elbows.

Su Baiyue scoffed at this matter. Can their integrity be compared to a sauce elbow?

As it turns out, it's really fragrant.

Today's Jin Yuanbao routine goes to the old place to wait for the sauce elbow, but something happened.

The eighth prince, who happened to be looking for the fourth prince to speak, saw the white and tender Jin Yuanbao sitting on the stone steps with a confused expression, and his mind moved.

Jin Yuanbao didn't come back for three days, and Su Baiyue sent someone to inquire about the news.

Before the person who inquired about the news came back, Jin Yuanbao came back so carefree, followed by two charming palace maids.

Su Baiyue: ? ? ?

"If it wasn't for the cleverness of the young master, he would have been defiled by that bastard!" Jin Yuanbao angrily gnawed at the sauce elbow in his hand, with a bulging baby face.

This morning, in the Imperial Palace.

"It's him, it's him, it's him! He not only kisses me, touches me, but also takes off my pants! My mother hasn't kissed me, touched me, and took off my pants for so many years! Do you want to be my mother? If it weren't for the cleverness of the Lord, he opened a scoop, and his pants would have been robbed now!" The fearless and dumb tyrant Jin Yuanbao cried and howled in front of the imperial palace.

The shocked people panicked.

The fourth prince quickly said with a look of fear and nervousness: "I'm afraid this is a misunderstanding..."

The Duba King turned around and kicked the fourth prince, fearlessly, and continued to curse, "You bum, if it weren't for my cleverness, I would have expected you to find my pants! My **** is cold!"

The fourth prince was kicked over and lay on the ground for a long time, and then suddenly kowtowed heavily to the pale-faced emperor, "I beg the emperor to be the master!"

The old prince looked at the eighth prince with anger on his face.

The eighth prince clutched his head that had been opened, and hurriedly knelt down, "I beg Father Huang Mingcha."

The old emperor opened his mouth, "This matter, for the time being..."

"Dong, dong, dong..." Someone suddenly sounded the Dengwen drum outside.

The old emperor's expression changed and he recruited people.

"Sue the current eighth prince, kidnapped and sold young children, and played with men who molested a good family. Thirty-eight people died. The witnesses and evidences are here." Junmei is cold and cold, with a sinister aura.

"You? Are you Jin Zheyi? Aren't you dead?" The Eighth Prince suddenly widened his eyes.

With such a resolute person, the Eighth Prince, who did not eat it, regretted it for three years.

The young man sneered, "I disappointed the eighth prince."