When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

Linglong Courtyard.

Ten heavy-armored guards surrounded him outside, preventing Zhao Ruhui and others from approaching.

In the back room, there is a wonderful curtain of light gauze.

Yun Jingge was soaking in a barrel made of golden nanmu.

It was sent by someone from Fu Shenglin. It was a beautifully carved peony, with the slight golden brilliance that golden nanmu should have.

This bathtub alone is worth a thousand taels.

It's a pity that there is no milk bath inside, only roses.

Golden nanmu does not have the fairy spirit of jade bucket, and it always feels vulgar.

Yun Jingge soaked in it, his skin was as white as gel, but his expression was not very good.

since……

It seems that everything has changed since Yun Jinghuang married into Ying Palace.

I don’t know since when, her Yun Jingge, who was not from the world, became so downcast and poor.

Dongxue came in to serve, and after all the other maids had gone out, she reported:

"Miss, you saw it, those drawings are really weapon design drawings! And they are even more stunning than those drawn by the Sixth Young Master!"

Yun Jingge frowned: "How can such a simple person be as awesome as you say?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Dongxue replied: "My servant has investigated and found out that the man's name is A Rong. He is an orphan whose parents both died. He doesn't do his job and just likes to throw around some weapons.

The slave saw many homemade weapons hanging on the walls of his house. The crossbow he made himself once shot a wild boar to death! "

"It's a pity that everyone says that idlers often have horses that can cover a thousand li, but Bole is hard to find.

There used to be an older brother who took care of him, but recently even his older brother has disappeared and has not been home for several days. "

Yun Jingge narrowed his eyes: "So...he is alone, and he is also good at designing weapons..."

"Yes, I see that the design is really exquisite. It's not a problem to come and take the lead in seizing the weapons recently."

Dongxue asked: "Miss, do you want to recruit that person..."

Yun Jingge's beautiful eyes flashed.

That young man today was like an unruly wolf, and he disrespected her so much that he might be difficult to tame.

and……

Her eyes were dark, and she suddenly said with regret:

"If an orphan dies accidentally, no one will care..."

Dong Xue frowned, and after a moment he understood what she meant, and his heart skipped a beat:

"Miss, you mean..."

Yun Jingge glanced at her, took off the pearl bracelet that Fu Yunran had just bought for her today, and put it into Dongxue's hand:

"Remember, keep your hands and feet clean."

Although Dongxue was surprised, she also liked such things. The eldest lady was very generous every time she made a move.

She saluted respectfully: "Yes, miss, don't worry."

She stepped out and happened to meet Zhao Ruhui coming in.

Zhao Ruhui was not allowed to get even half a step closer to Yun Jingge these days because of the ten guards. Her face was also swollen, and it took two days before she could barely cover it with makeup.

She was let in tonight with an excuse, and those people only gave her a quarter of an hour.

As soon as Zhao Ruhui came in, she saw Dong Xue going out with a pearl bracelet.

She could tell at a glance that her daughter must have something for Dongxue to do again.

She couldn't help walking to the tub and whispered:

"Jingge, everything has been going poorly recently. Your father has not been to our hospital for a month.

We must not act rashly, and safety is the most important thing. "

Several things have made Yun Zhenrong very dissatisfied with them, so they must not make any more mistakes!

"Mother, don't worry."

Yun Jingge played leisurely with the water, holding up a bath water rose on the fingertips of her slender hands:

"Look at how beautiful these flowers are blooming. We will only get better and better."

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. It was more beautiful than a rose, but it also had a gloomy look, like a piranha blooming in the underworld.

*

Branch of No. [-] Medical Clinic.

Yun Jinghuang came to take care of the store early, and at the same time silently checked the progress of Huangchuang Youpin opposite.

She has already set all the prices, everything is ready and all she needs is the east wind.

If it gets bigger, it will make more money than a medical clinic.

As for Ah Zheng, he hasn't been back recently. He has been staying in the shop for food and accommodation, working around the clock to catch up on the work.

At this moment, he was pouring tea to the workers one by one at the door and telling them to be more careful.

Suddenly, someone ran up to him and said something unknown.

"Click" sound!

The teacup in his hand fell to the ground, and his face turned pale.

Yun Jinghuang was across the street and didn't hear their voices. She only saw Ah Zheng giving a few words to the workers before running away in a hurry.

His steps were very staggering, and his eyes were full of panic.

Her eyelids also twitched, and she always felt that something bad had happened.

"Take care of the store, I'll go check out the other branches."

After Yun Jinghuang explained everything, he quickly left.

She was walking through the streets of the busy city. When she came out of the hiding place, she had silently transformed into Mr. Ai.

She rented a horse and rode quickly outside the city to chase Azheng.

Ah Zheng was always frugal, so he rented a horse today and rushed home very quickly.

When Yun Jinghuang arrived, he saw at the foot of the mountain that an originally dilapidated tile-roofed house had been burned into ruins by fire, and it was completely covered in darkness.

Several villagers gathered around, all talking:

"It's tragic, it's really tragic, everyone was burned to ashes overnight..."

"Whoever lets him throw around those messy things all day long is setting himself on fire and deserves it."

"If you are ignorant and have no skills, you will kill your parents. I'm afraid even the King of Hell will not be able to stand it~ Retribution, retribution!"

The villagers' voices were all mixed up.

Yun Jinghuang got off his horse and glanced at the group of people coldly:

"The dead are great, and their mouths are full of virtue!"

When those people saw that it was a knowledgeable old gentleman, a group of people felt their cheeks were slightly hot, and they were so embarrassed that they dispersed one after another.

After Yun Jinghuang tied up his horse, he walked over.

Then he saw Ah Zheng kneeling among the ruins, digging out the ruins with his bare hands.

The broken wood scratched his hand until it was bloody, but he didn't care at all.

The house was burned too cleanly, and after a while, he pulled out a body from the rubble.

Burnt, black, dry and unrecognizable, like hardened charcoal...

A good person turned into a corpse...

"Brother...Ajong...Ajong!"

Ah Zheng was shaking in pain and hugging him tightly. He was a majestic man, but his tears rolled down uncontrollably.

This is his younger brother, his only relative in the world!

What was still alive before has now turned into such a dark charcoal...

He hugged him too tightly, and a lot of debris was broken out of his body... His arms were also broken...

"Ajong...Ajong..."

He scrambled and hugged her in a panic, his hands were in a hurry and his eyes were about to burst.

When Yun Jinghuang saw the corpse, his whole body froze on the spot, and there was intense disbelief and suffocation-like discomfort in his chest.

That high-spirited young man...

That young man who is passionate about weapons and is bound to make a breakthrough...

Ah Zheng, who had been bright-eyed and high-spirited when they met before, was burned to ashes and never lived again...

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Ah Zheng hugged the dark corpse and lay hunched over, feeling extremely sad and grief-stricken.

The wind seemed to be filled with his crying and wailing.

He no longer has a brother...no relatives anymore...

His brother... He failed to protect his brother...

Yun Jinghuang wanted to step forward to comfort her, but her throat felt dry and sore, and she couldn't say a word.

I wanted to comfort myself, but I couldn't find any reason.

How could that young man chasing the wind with his eyes full of light die? How could a fire happen unexpectedly!

Unusual…everything is so much unusual…