Jun Jiuling

It was three days later when the urgent letter was delivered to Yangcheng.

Just before dawn, there was a sudden commotion on the street, which attracted countless people to look towards the sound.

"What's up?"

"What's wrong?"

Everyone asked, and then they heard shouts in the noise.

"Master Fang!"

"Master Fang!"

Master Fang?

De Shengchang's Young Master Fang? Didn't you say a few days ago that you were going to die from drinking? Did it come out again? People flocked to that side one after another.

Sure enough, I saw a young man galloping past on a horse. He was still dressed in brocade clothes, rich robes and jewels, and was full of energy. The horse was riding fast, and he looked like he was going to die.

The women onlookers were overjoyed and excited, and many women wiped their tears.

"Great, Master Fang is fine."

"Just know the auspicious person and the sky."

"Master Fang will be fine."

Fang Chengyu didn't wave and laugh at the people on the street like he used to, instead he galloped past in a hurry.

"What's the matter?" asked the people on the street.

"I heard that it wasn't because he drank too much, but because he was poisoned." Someone said in a low voice.

The word spread immediately, and immediately attracted countless surprised questions.

Two people squeezed out from the crowd, looking at the back of Fang Chengyu, who was surrounded by a group of guards, looking gloomy and uncertain, they looked at each other, turned into an alley along the street and disappeared.

Fang Chengyu had already entered a courtyard surrounded by guards.

In the room, a young woman was tied to a wooden frame, with her head hanging down as if she had passed out.

Fang Chengyu walked over and stood still, lifting his chin.

Immediately, guards from both sides stepped forward, and a bucket of water was poured over. The woman shook her head and raised her head. Her wet hair hung down on both sides, revealing her face. She was the maid who filled Fang Chengyu's water in the restaurant that day.

There were no injuries on her face or body, except for her sagging jaw, which had obviously been removed.

Seeing Fang Chengyu, she struggled, her eyes full of pleading and fear.

"You must be wondering how I saw you through." Fang Chengyu said to her.

In front of this young woman, he didn't smile like he used to, but his eyes were bright. This brightness was not childlike innocence, but rather weird and chilling.

If Mrs. Fang had been there, she would have recognized it. This look was the same as when she killed County Magistrate Li with a knife in her cell.

The young woman looked at him and shook her head pleadingly, expressing her innocence with her eyes.

"First of all, you are different from the girls in Yangcheng. You didn't get excited when you saw me." Fang Chengyu laughed, "This is really strange."

What is this strange? Why are the women in Yangcheng so excited when they see him? The young woman's eyes were a little dazed.

"Because I'm good-looking." Fang Chengyu smiled at her.

The young woman's eyes were a little messy.

Is this boy a lunatic? She desperately shook her head again and begged for her innocence.

"Of course the most important thing is." Fang Chengyu continued with a smile, "Jiu Ling won't let me eat outside, she said that everyone outside is bad."

He pointed at the young woman and nodded.

"So, as soon as you show up, I'll treat you as a bad guy."

Simply sick! The young woman stared at him blankly.

Fang Chengyu looked at her and smiled.

"But don't be afraid, I won't hurt you," he said.

The young man is beautiful, with a sincere expression and polite words, but no matter how he looks, it makes people feel hairy and scalp numb.

The young woman wanted to beg again, but Fang Chengyu had already turned around.

"Let her go," he said, waving his hand.

let go?

Send her away?

After being locked up for three days, they just tied her to a wooden frame and let her go without beating or scolding?

What does this mean?

"You won't tell me if I ask you." Fang Chengyu spread his hands and said, "Extorting a confession by torture is cruel. I don't like this the most. Anyway, I know someone is going to kill me. Whoever it is, Jiu Ling said, people outside are all bad people, it's normal and it doesn't matter."

What the hell is this? The young woman was even more at a loss. Did the young master of the Fang family really have been imprisoned for ten years and disabled? How about a child's mentality?

Before she had time to plead, she had already been untied and carried out into the carriage.

The carriage went round and round, and just when the young woman thought she was going to be silenced, she was thrown off the carriage and her jaw was fitted at the same time.

She fell on the ground a little dizzy, and didn't know where she was for a while, but when she raised her head, she saw that the carriage had disappeared, and she was not thrown into the wilderness, but was still in Yangcheng.

This is the back alley of that restaurant.

The young woman covered her cheek with her hand, her expression fluctuating.

There was a poison sac in her mouth, which was originally intended to be used to kill herself when she was caught, but she was caught off guard and her jaw was removed, and she never had a chance.

Now that he was released without being tortured, so, now, is he still dead?

Maybe the Fang family wanted to use her to catch the people behind the scenes, it didn't matter, as long as the people behind the scenes didn't look for her, and she didn't look for them, everything would be fine.

She put her hands on her face, her double tenth year was the best age, her skin was as smooth as jade.

It's a good thing to be alive.

She got up and walked out slowly.

The street was full of people and people, and they didn't pay attention to her. She walked cautiously among them, and suddenly a carriage stopped in front of her, and she was pulled into the carriage before she could react.

The young woman was dizzy again, and before she could scream out, she heard a whisper in her ear.

"it's me."

It was her own voice, and the young woman breathed a sigh of relief, a little excited.

"Mr. Yang..." she shouted.

There were two men sitting in the carriage with gloomy expressions.

"What's going on?" one of them asked.

"I was found out, he was not poisoned." The young woman said hastily, "I was arrested at that time."

The two men looked at each other.

"You're not dead?" the other man asked. "What did you tell him?"

The young woman shook her head hurriedly.

"No, no, I didn't say anything." She said hurriedly, and she also found the answer unbelievable. "No, they didn't ask anything."

As he spoke, he repeated Fang Chengyu's words.

The two men looked at each other.

"Oh," they said, "I see."

The young woman nodded.

"Yes..." she said, she clicked as soon as she opened her mouth, a man reached out to remove her chin, and at the same time another man held down her arm, clicked twice, and both arms hung down.

The woman's painful face was distorted by the sudden attack, and she fell on the car like a rag doll.

"Do you fucking think we are children? What nonsense are you talking about?"

The men's curses were heard next to his ears, and at the same time, a hand reached into his mouth and took out a poison sac.

"Wait for Grandpa Sun to walk through it again, and what you say can barely be believed."

Hearing the name grandpa, the young woman's face became even more distorted, her eyes full of terror.

No one could bear that kind of horrible torture to extract a confession, and more importantly, she had nothing to say, nothing happened, she was really just locked up for three days, and she didn't even have a chance to say a word.

Even if she was skinned and cramped, she couldn't say anything.

It would be better to bite the poison sac and commit suicide just now.

Thinking of what she was about to face, the young woman rolled her eyes and fainted from fright.

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"I don't like beating people and killing people. It's too boring, and it's easy to get my hands and clothes dirty."

Fang Chengyu gently wiped his hands with a brocade handkerchief, complaining a bit.

"I just like having someone else do it for me."

Shopkeeper Gao responded with a smile and a bit of fear.

"That woman will definitely miss the young master's kindness very much," he said.

Fang Chengyu handed him the brocade handkerchief, and someone walked in from the door.

"Master, Miss Jun's letter," he said.

Fang Chengyu immediately smiled brightly and reached out to take it.

"Does Jiu Ling already know about this?" He said.

"I haven't sent a letter to the capital yet." The executive said in surprise.

Without young master fang's permission, they would not even send Mrs. Fang's letter to Miss Jun.

Fang Chengyu groaned, and already scanned the letter paper with his head down.

Did something happen in Beijing? The executive looked at him curiously.

The smile on Fang Chengyu's face remained undiminished, he glanced at it, read it word by word seriously, and then blew a whistle.

"That person actually appeared, and our Fang family will face bigger and more troubles next." He said happily.

This is something to be happy about? The senior executives were a little unresponsive.

"Of course." Fang Chengyu said, "For a long time, our Fang family has been secretly teased and slaughtered for fish meat, and now we finally have to do it face to face."

He put the letter away and patted his chest.

"It's terrible. I've already been murdered. I'm going to write to Jiu Ling and tell her that I'm scared to death."

Seeing the happy faces of the young people, the senior executive squeezed his beard, he really didn't understand these young people.

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(It's hard to describe the shock last night, thank God)