Jun Jiuling

As night fell, Lu's house was brightly lit.

Jiuli put down the needle and thread in his hand and looked at the maidservants who were lighting up more lamps.

"Did Lord Lu come back today?" she asked.

The maidservants were a little surprised. Princess Jiuli seldom asked Lu Yunqi on her own initiative, but it was okay, they could still answer this question.

"I'm back." A servant girl replied respectfully, "I'll be back soon."

"What's the matter, princess?" Another maid asked proactively.

Princess Jiuli seldom seeks out Lord Lu on her own initiative.

Although they didn't dare to disturb Mr. Lu at home, it would be fine if it was conveyed by Princess Jiuli.

Princess Jiuli tilted her head slightly and looked at the lights for a moment.

"No, it's okay." She shook her head and said, then paused again, "I thought I haven't seen him for a few days."

Although the two of them didn't get along much, in the past Lu Yunqi would always come to her place to have a look when he came home.

Suddenly not coming, is something wrong?

Princess Jiuli got up and walked out, standing under the eaves.

He didn't like this home, and he didn't treat it as his home, he even regarded it as her home, and he was just a guest.

So what makes him regard this place as his home now, and come back on time every day?

Something must have happened outside. The communication between Mr. Gu and her has been suspended for several days. There must be news outside that Lu Yunqi does not want her to know.

In fact, she cares about any news, and the outside world has nothing to do with her.

If anything, that girl...

Princess Jiuli frowned and looked into the deep courtyard.

Is something wrong with that girl?

In fact, that girl has nothing to do with her, she just inexplicably hopes that the girl can live freely and recklessly.

Although it was someone else's life, she was still inexplicably happy to see someone living like this.

The luminous pearl was covered with a quilt, and the soft and bright light in the room gradually disappeared, falling into darkness.

"I'll come back early tomorrow and bring you the duck head from the East Street." Lu Yunqi said, sitting down on the bed, rubbing Miss Jun's arm seriously to relieve the pain from being bound.

Miss Jun seemed to have fallen asleep without saying a word.

"Have you eaten there?" Lu Yunqi asked after a pause.

His answer was still silence.

Lu Yunqi gently turned her over and lay on her side, rubbing her legs and feet.

"Is Xue'er in your hand?" He asked suddenly.

He also knows.

He must know.

Bing'er's death was definitely not due to illness.

At this time, she should subconsciously retort that she doesn't know what you said, but the more correct way is to say nothing.

But to Lu Yunqi, any reaction is indifferent.

"Jiu Ling, those are useless." He continued, "It will only hurt yourself."

"You don't even dare to hurt yourself, so what right do you have to hurt others?" Miss Jun said flatly.

She finally spoke, but Lu Yunqi was silent. He lay down and snuggled up to her side as usual, and fell asleep quickly.

Miss Jun opened her eyes in the dark, and after an unknown amount of time, the tied hands in front of her moved slightly.

The wrists are tied very firmly, and the hands are so tight that they can be held together for a slight caress. This movement does not pose any threat and can be completely ignored.

With his hands on her body, Lu Yunqi fell into a deep sleep.

Miss Jun rubbed her hands slowly, feeling the roughness of the calluses on her palms.

Although both of Jun Zhenzhen's parents died, she was truly pampered, her hands were white and soft, but since she became nine years old, she has accumulated a lot of work such as driving wooden piles and making medicinal materials, and now her hands are covered with a layer of scars. thin cocoon.

This thin cocoon is a testimony of her hard work, and it is also a layer of protection.

"Our bodies are fragile and powerful, and layers of tiny skin hide weapons for killing people."

Master once said vaguely that at that time he was squatting on a rock to tear off a piece of chicken skin, chewing the soft and tender meat inside.

"However, you don't need to hear these scary stories."

He said and looked at her again.

"But who can tell."

Who can tell? He was right.

She slowly stroked the palm of her hand, feeling the trace of a long and thin needle gradually emerging from the cocoon on it.

It was dawn and late in winter, but the customers who came to see a doctor and take medicine were regardless of whether it was morning or evening. As soon as the door panel of Jiuling Hall was removed in the morning mist, someone came in with a probe.

This is a well-dressed servant.

"Is Miss Jun here?" He asked respectfully, his eyes already looking around the hall.

"Miss Jun isn't here." The clerk said, "Do you want to get some medicine?"

The servant looked a little disappointed and curious.

"Miss Jun isn't here again? Isn't Miss Jun back?" He asked.

"There is something wrong with Yangcheng's family." Chen Qi came out from the inside, and answered casually after hearing this, "You don't need to look for her, and she doesn't go to the doctor, it doesn't matter if she's here or not."

That's true, the servant smiled, handed over the prescription, and the shop assistant took it and dispensed it.

"I heard that Miss Jun's Yangcheng family is dividing up the family property?" the family member looked at Chen Qi and said.

Chen Qi coughed lightly.

"That's other people's business." He said.

Even if it is not mentioned outside, it has spread. After all, Deshengchang is also a big bank in the capital, and everyone knows that there are troubles related to money.

The servant already knew the answer, especially when he saw the unconcealable joy in Chen Qi's eyes.

Miss Jinxiu, the accountant of Jiulingtang, also got a share this time. Being an accountant for others is not as good as having a golden mountain for yourself.

"Qi Ye will get rich in the future. After marrying, he will not have to worry about food and drink. He will be his own shopkeeper." The servant complimented with a smile.

Chen Qi laughed, and after a moment of laughter, he reacted abruptly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who was married? Married to whom?" He stared and said, waving his hands angrily, "Go away."

The servant smiled and took the medicine he had taken and ran away.

Chen Qi stood at the door with some embarrassment and watched off, watching pairs of officers and soldiers gallop past on the street, disturbing the tranquility of the morning.

"What happened again? Why are soldiers and horses always running around these days?"

"There were also quite a few officials whose homes were surrounded and searched."

The people on the street asked in low voices.

"You don't know yet?" Someone winked and said, "Mr. Cheng conspired against him."

There was a sudden exclamation in the street, and immediately there was a lot of noise.

"…it turns out…"

"How can this be…"

"How is it impossible? It is said that Duke Cheng's military exploits were found to be fake..."

"It's possible. For example, the credit for the previous paragraph was originally attributed to Ms. Jiulingtang..."

"That's right, then I can't tell who it was before."

"..I really didn't expect...Did that person catch it?"

"...the whole family has run away...the arrest warrants have been issued..."

"...I really didn't expect..."

Chen Qi just felt upset and turned around and entered the door.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, what can you think of." He muttered angrily.

But he sighed again, and looked back at another group of people galloping past on the street. They were arrested so hard, and they were charged with treason. He wondered if they could escape.

In the vast land, where can I escape? Escape forever? Is this what happens to heroes?

Standing in the Jiulingtang, Chen Qi felt the cold wind behind him biting his bones.

At this time, in Deshengchang, Yangcheng, it was as warm as spring, Fang Chengyu, who was wearing a homely thin robe and was lazily leaning on the recliner with his legs crossed and eating crystal pears, sat up with joy on his face.

"Really? That's great." He smiled, "Finally something to do."

Shopkeeper Gao was a little speechless, although he could hear the busy and noisy outside through the doors and windows, and the division of production caused countless things to make De Shengchang very busy during this period, and the young master also said that he had nothing to do.

Also, Cheng Guogong's rebellion, what is so good?

Cheng Guogong's rebellion would probably implicate Miss Jun, and if Miss Jun was implicated, it would implicate Deshengchang Fang's family.

I'm afraid things will get worse.

I really don't understand what young people think.

"Finally there is a place to spend money." Fang Chengyu rubbed his hands, his smiling eyes sparkled, he seemed excited and chilled, "This kind of money should be spent like this."