The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

"I'll kill him!"

He walked out angrily. Wu Yu did not stop him. Her cold gaze followed his back until he stepped out of the door.

Wu Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the ground. The faint light of dusk stretched the dark shadow into a long, thin rope.

This is an ordinary dusk in the career of an official.

Quiet and peaceful like an ancient story told in the mountains.

"ah---!!"

A shrill scream came from the yard, breaking the silence in the room.

Wu Yu turned around, holding onto the door sill with a bloodstained hand. Jiang Shixu covered his bleeding chest, his face distorted by pain, staring at Wu Yu fiercely, "You dare... to kill me, Wu Yu... a coward..."

"Auntie won't let you go..."

Wu Yu smiled bitterly and said nothing. The servant behind Jiang Shixu understood and stabbed him with a knife.

The cursing stopped abruptly.

The servant squatted down and put his hand under the man's nose. After a while, he looked up and said, "It's gone."

Wu Yu suddenly felt something released from his chest and he breathed smoothly.

The servant was a little worried, "Sir, since that person has submitted a petition, doesn't that mean he doesn't want me to die? Why... it will be hard to explain to the Madam."

Wu Yu raised the corners of his mouth, with a look in his eyes that the servants could not understand, which was meaningful. "That man seemed to follow his heart, but in fact he protected his shortcomings. He even accepted the favor of a little prostitute just because he sold her a pot of flowers."

"The King of Pingxi has only one daughter, who is already a married woman. This girl has immature eyes and is not from your family. She can easily get the jade pendant of your Lordship, and there are two top masters beside her. Her conversation and knowledge are not fake."

The servant was puzzled, "Even if she is good in every way, what does it have to do with us?"

Wu Yu glanced at the dead body on the ground, his eyes cold, "Ever since that bitch rushed to marry me, the Wu Mansion has been messed up by these two people. This person bullies men and women and harms the people. I have wanted to kill him for a long time!"

He studied hard for ten years and met a wise ruler. He worked his way up to where he is today, step by step. The first half of his life could be considered wise, but since he married a woman from the Jiang family, he was dragged into the abyss.

Jiang Fangxu bullied men and women and harmed the people. He had to be on guard against the aftermath every day. Whenever he wanted to persuade him, the daughter of the Jiang family would threaten him with the Dong family. He had to endure all these years and was exhausted.

Now, a distinguished person has arrived...

This is the opportunity God gave him.

"I think she wants to recruit Xie Xiwen. She must have a father or brother in a high position. Why not use Jiang Shixu to get a ticket and find a backer..."

Also give me a handle.

Over the years, he has learned a lot about how to be an official and is no longer the young boy he used to be.

Wu Yu muttered with his mind empty.

The golden evening clouds were mixed with white snowflakes, alternating between gold and silver, which looked beautiful for a moment. The thin snowflakes fell into the dark blood and were washed away in a short while.

Chu Yizhao looked at Wu Yu's letter, "Jiang Shixu is dead, the servants who participated in this incident are also dead, Wang Er had a stroke and was imprisoned, Zhang Wu went crazy..."

It's not crazy, there's something wrong with that medicine. People who take Chinese medicine will become dependent on what they inhale through their noses...

"He died just like that?" Feng Huahe felt it was a pity, "He should have felt the pain of others before he died!"

Xie Xiwen lowered his head, which must be a sign of agreement.

Chu Yizhao pointed out, "Although Jiang Shixu was sentenced to death, he has a powerful aunt. The longer the night, the more dreams there are. Something unexpected will happen. Wu Yu privately executed and killed the relevant people. He intended to make amends and also wanted to make friends. I hope... you can understand."

Xie Xiwen smiled gently, "He's already dead, why would I care whether he was punished or not? The prefect had no choice, I won't blame him..."

"I was just thinking, if the Taoist priest returns to Beijing, will my body... pollute the Taoist priest's pure place... I..."

He clutched the corner of the quilt, looking somewhat embarrassed and hesitant.

If I acknowledge my master, this mud will also stain the people I travel with...

He didn't want to implicate others.

"Ouch! You don't want to regret it."

"Do I care about that?"

Chu Yizhao stood up suddenly and said seriously, "A gentleman is dignified. Killing them is indeed scary, but they deserve it. This is not your fault. Could it be that you..."

She stopped talking and said, "If you are afraid of rumors, you can change your identity."

It's just more difficult.

"No change."

Xie Xiwen said firmly, he understood Chu Yizhao's unspoken meaning, he stood up and knelt forward on the bed, his spine straight,

"Xie Jiazi is just Xie Jiazi."

"As long as you don't mind, please use this life as you wish.

After saying that, he kowtowed heavily.

Fenghuahe stepped forward and said, "I am also your benefactor, how are you going to repay me..."

"Get out of here." Chu Yizhao pushed him away. "You are a prisoner, not a benefactor."

Fenghuahe staggered and cursed, "You little calf nose, just wait until my employer comes and he'll smash you to pieces!"

Fenghua and Escaped came down the mountain at the invitation of an old friend to treat a patient. He contacted the man secretly while the friend was out, and he estimated that the man would come to pick him up soon.

Chu Yizhao was disdainful.

Lu Lin came back from outside, covered in snow. Lu Rui was stung by the coldness from his body and quickly ran to the corner and hid there.

Lu Lin shook off the snow, his beard drooping a few strands. He held a package in his hand and threw it into Xie Xiwen's arms, "It's all here."

A Luo's relics.

Xie Xiwen held the package, his eyebrows were full of joy. He bowed to Lu Lin gratefully, "Thank you, big brother."

"I'm eighteen this year, one month younger than you, fuck." Lu Lin said unhappily.

She cried and made a fuss in the middle of the night and insisted on going home, making him covered in snow. I owed him that in my previous life!

Xie Xiwen was stunned and apologized hurriedly, "I'm sorry, I thought... I didn't know."

Lu Lin turned his back, unwilling to pay attention to him.

Xie Xiwen looked at a loss, he was disliked by the elders before he even started working, how was he going to live in the future...

Chu Yizhao scratched his head. This man didn't even ask.

You are so stupid, how can you figure out the accounts?

She changed the subject, "I'll give you half a month to handle A'Luo's funeral before going to the capital."

"Yes! Thank you, Taoist priest." Xie Xiwen's red and swollen eyes lit up, "This way I will have time to make a memorial tablet and choose a good feng shui location..."

"What's Luo's last name?"

"I don't know. She only knows that her name is A'Luo." Xie Xiwen's eyes were dim and his tone was sad. "I want to give her the surname Xie. She is my fiancée... I..."

"Wait!" Chu Yizhao interrupted him, a little confused, "I haven't heard her talk about your marriage."

A Luo only said that this man would talk to her and asked him not to come back. Would an engaged couple be like this?

Xie Xiwen said firmly, "We love each other and will get married in the future."

Chu Yizhao was skeptical. Well, she had never seen how the two of them got along, so it was hard for her to comment.

A'Luo's belongings were pitifully simple. Apart from the box for clothes, there was a wooden plaque with A'Luo's name on it, which was carved by Xie Xiwen, two travel books with pictures, two blackened silver hairpins, a silver bracelet, a few colorful hairbands, and a wooden box.

As soon as the box was opened, Feng Huahe laughed out of breath, "Oh...hahahaha...fiancé? Hahahahahahahaha...I said you were being sentimental...and you two are in love..."

"You treat me as your wife, but I treat you as my brother!"

There were eight crooked words written on the wooden box.

My younger brother is learning literature and getting married with a betrothal gift.

The ink was very new, having been written in the past few months. There were a few pieces of silver in the box, including one given by Zhu Chu Yizhao, and more were copper coins.

It was the betrothal gift saved for Xie Xiwen.

Chu Yizhao didn't dare to look at Xie Xiwen's earth-shattering expression. She comforted him awkwardly, "Maybe Luo doesn't like sister-brother relationships..."

Xie Xiwen was heartbroken, his body was full of wounds, including his heart. He held the box tightly.

Ah Luo had clearly said that he was very nice, and had praised him for his good looks, delicious cooking, and nice words.

Why don't you like him...

"If people don't like you, you can't use Xie's surname. Use mine. Feng~ How nice, free and unfettered."

"It's crazy, not good." Chu Yizhao denied.

"What are you talking about, you're crazy, can you please speak properly?"

"Just the wind!"

"Fuck the wind, I'm still the sky!"

"Heaven?! That's Qi."

"Bah! You don't deserve it."

"How about the last name Chi?"

"What kind of words are these? Where do you get so many messed up last names?"

"Ci...Huh? It's not me who's talking."