My Entire Family’s Gone Haywire!

After a while, Gu Yingxue appeared in Peng Erlang's tent wearing white clothes, a white cloak, and a silk hat, holding an urn in his arms.

Peng Erlang sighed in his heart and looked at Cheng Huaijin.

The moment Gu Yingxue appeared, Cheng Huaijin's eyes were on her, or more specifically on the urn she was holding in her arms. He didn't know why, but he felt flustered and heartbroken, as if he had been stabbed by a knife, just like that day. It's the same as when Goz's generals competed.

Gu Yingxue saw Cheng Huaijin next to Peng Erlang. With just one glance, she burst into tears.

The facial features of Cheng Huaijin and Cheng Huaiyu are so similar.

"Are you brother Xiaojin?" Gu Yingxue walked up to Cheng Huaijin, looked at his face, and asked, her voice trembling a little.

"I am Cheng Huaijin." Cheng Huaijin said.

Gu Yingxue took a step back while holding the urn, then knelt down straight: "I'm sorry."

Cheng Huaijin had a bad feeling in his heart that made him unable to move.

Bai Yi and Bai Jiu followed in and saw this scene, and silently walked behind Peng Erlang.

"Why are you saying sorry to me? Do I know you?" Cheng Huaijin didn't want to pay attention to the weird feeling in his heart. He looked at Gu Yingxue and asked coldly.

"I am Gu Yingxue. My sister Cheng Huaiyu and I are both adopted daughters by Gu Qingyuan and Peng Yizhu, the prefect of Linzhou. My sister failed to escape the clutches of Lange Kingdom because of me, so I'm sorry, brother Xiaojin." Gu Yingxue did not dare to go. Looking at Cheng Huaijin, she was afraid.

"What did you say?" Cheng Huaijin lifted Gu Yingxue up by her collar, with the ashes jar between them.

"My sister is dead. She missed her only chance to escape because she saved me." Gu Yingxue was lifted up by Cheng Huaijin with tears and snot running down her face, and she hugged the urn tightly.

"Mr. Cheng, it's Miss Cheng in the jar..." Gu Yingxue in white clothes felt uncomfortable and stepped forward to remind her, but was interrupted by Cheng Huaijin.

"Shut up!" Cheng Huaijin let go of Gu Yingxue, pulled out his sword, and put it against her neck.

"Xiao Jin!" Peng Erlang stepped forward to stop him.

"Who are you? Why do you pretend to be the Peng family?" Cheng Huaijin asked in a deep voice.

"Xiao Jin, calm down. Xiao Yu is dead. No one will use this to lie to you." Peng Erlang snatched the sword from his hand and said.

Cheng Huaijin didn't believe anything he said. He looked straight at Gu Yingxue: "My sister got married and had children in Fuzhou. She married someone who is not a human being, but she will not die. Who are you? Why did you make up such a lie?"

Gu Yingxue shook her head in tears. She didn't want to believe it. She also hoped that her sister would just marry and have children in Fuzhou, even if she was entrusted with wrongdoing.

"Tell me! Why are you making up lies!" Cheng Huaijin stepped forward and shook Gu Yingxue's shoulders.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Gu Yingxue could only keep apologizing.

"Xiaojin, wake up! No one is making up lies!" Peng Erlang picked up Cheng Huaijin and shook him.

"Let go! Let go!" Cheng Huaijin roared.

Peng Erlang refused to let go, so Cheng Huaijin took action directly.

Cheng Huaijin's kung fu was no worse than Peng Erlang's, and Gu Xin intended to enhance his strength. When making the medicinal diet for Liusha King, he gave it to Cheng Huaijin.

At first, Peng Erlang deliberately avoided it, but later he gathered his energy and resisted with all his strength.

Bai Yi couldn't stand it anymore, so he snatched the jar from Gu Yingxue's hand, and then stood in front of Peng Erlang: "Fight, let Miss Cheng disappear into ashes!"