Master, please be careful!

Back then, Yang Jiarou was the only daughter of the Yang family in Beijing.

Her father, Yang Qing, was a prominent official in the court.It was only because of the dispute between the court and China that this honest and honest official suffered innocently, so that the whole family was exiled.

Finally, the new emperor ascended the throne, amnesty the world, and their family was free, but only Yang Jiarou and Yang Qing were left among the dozen or so members of the family.

The father and daughter depended on each other for life, and they didn't want to go back to the capital again, so they settled in this small Linxian City. However, they didn't have much on their bodies. It was Yang Jiarou who sold the last few pieces of jewelry on her body to make ends meet. A thatched hut was built to keep out the wind and rain.

At that time, the last piece of jewelry in her hand was this jade hairpin.

This jade hairpin was given to her by her father on the day she reached her birthday.No matter how valuable or not, she will not sell it.She didn't even think about selling the land of exile as poor as it was.

Originally thought that even if it was a bit poorer, she and her father would not find it difficult to depend on each other.

However, fate is unpredictable and no one can predict it.

"Father, today I'm going to the city to buy some fruits and vegetables to eat. You stay at home, don't go out." Yang Jiarou was originally a delicate woman who was raised in her boudoir. She has been living outside these years, so her tenderness has faded and she has added a bit of toughness.

"Okay, okay, you go. Don't worry, be safe and sound." Yang Qing is an old woman, and after several years of exile, her health is no longer good.And the Exiled Lands are doing stone quarrying.

Most of the quarrymen work in the sun, and the stones reflect light, so Yang Qing's eyes have already started to fail, and he can't see clearly.Every time Yang Jiarou goes out, she is very worried about him.

So every time I go out, I am in a hurry, fearing that something will happen to my father.

But who knew, it was her who had the accident this time.

She was hit on the head by someone, and when Yang Jiarou woke up again, what was waiting for her was a heavily made-up madam and a few burly men who tied her up.

"What are you going to do! You are forcing a good woman into prostitution!" Yang Jiarou was bound and unable to move her hands. She had never imagined that she would be so persecuted in broad daylight.

"The little girl is so pretty. If you listen to your mother and take care of the guests, you and your blind father will definitely get along well."

The madam pinched the chin of the woman in front of her with her fingers, and her long nails scratched the delicate skin.

This madam actually knows her father!It means that the group of them know her details!

Although Yang Jiarou was spoiled and raised in the past, she is not a person who can't bear hardships and has no resilience.She simply closed her eyes and slammed into the pillar next to her.

"This little bastard has quite a temper." The madam was so angry at her ignorance that she pulled Yang Jiarou's hair out.

He pulled it all the way into the corridor, his scalp was covered with blood.

Yang Jiarou fainted at first, but woke up again from the pain.

"Come here, clean up the people." The bustard let out her anger, her face looked better, "Master Zhao in the south of the city likes this kind of strong-tempered girl the most, so send him there."

"Mom, this is just a newcomer, Mr. Zhao..." a man dressed as a turtle next to him persuaded. "Such a beautiful child, I'm afraid he will be disabled by playing with him."

"Hmph! How can you have a long memory if you are not disabled." The bustard snorted coldly, "It was originally explained by the superiors. If you are disabled, you will be disabled. It is not a big deal."

"Yes." The man didn't dare to speak any more, and let a few people take Yang Jiarou to bathe and change clothes, and sent them to Mr. Zhao's bed that night.

Early the next morning, Yang Jiarou was carried out.

Not a single part of her body was intact, and her whole body was covered with bruises. She was tortured to the point of dying, and her body ached everywhere.

When it was brought out, the madam was already waiting outside.

"Miss Yang is really nice, Mr. Zhao likes you very much." The bustard smiled proudly and cheerfully, "Why do you want to refine your rigidity and turn it into softness around your fingers."

"Why don't you call it Ruozhirou from now on. Here, I have to soften even the most difficult iron!"

After finishing speaking, the madam led the people away.

Yang Jiarou lay on the ground for half a day, and finally stumbled back to the hut at home.

Although the hut is small, it is her home after all.But now, she didn't even have the courage to step into the house.

"Rou'er, is that you?"

Before Yang Jiarou could evade, Yang Qing had already groped out.He has bad eyesight and can't see anything.

"Where did Rou'er go last night? Why did you come back so late?" Yang Qing was worried all night last night, and he didn't dare to go out because of his daughter's instructions.He is now a blind man, unable to go out, and going out is not helpful.

"It's okay, father." Yang Jiarou's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and the moment he saw his father, his eye circles turned red.

"Why does father wear so little? The weather is still cold and the house is ventilated. It's better to wear more."

Yang Qing's health is getting worse and worse, he is so thin that only a handful of bones remain, and he coughs all day long.

No matter how wronged she was, Yang Jiarou did not dare to tell her father what happened yesterday, nor would she.

Yang Qing only has such a daughter, and he likes it so much that he holds it in the palm of his hand and puts it on the tip of his heart.If you know these things, I am afraid that time will not be long.

"I just went to work, and I'm a little tired." Yang Jiarou forced a smile, "Father, don't worry, I'm just tired and want to sleep."

"Okay, okay, go to sleep." Yang Qing felt sad when she heard that her daughter was so tired from work, and hurriedly urged her to go to rest.

"You haven't eaten yet, dad is going to cook porridge for you."

"Okay." At the moment of answering, Yang Jiarou's tears suddenly fell.

That night, Yang Jiarou had a fever and fell into a coma all night.

After recovering from illness, Yang Jiarou packed her things overnight and wanted to take her father away.

After finally fooling his father into letting him move, Yang Jiarou thought it would be all right, but the madam came to her again.

"The person who picked up the guest in my Chunfengyuan is my Chunfengyuan. Mom, I kindly let you go home to raise you, but I didn't let you go." The madam led people to surround Yang Jiarou who wanted to make trouble in the street.

This time Yang Jiarou behaved well, and slowly backed away, looking for a chance to escape.

"You still want to escape?" The madam has trained many girls, Yang Jiarou thought carefully why she didn't know, she stretched out her hand and slapped Yang Jiarou to the ground.

Amidst the roar, Yang Jiarou could no longer hear anything in his left ear.

She was tied back to the Chunfengyuan again, receiving guests every day.

Yang Jiarou can still go back to visit her father, but she can't go back to live.Every time my father asked about it, she said that she was working outside and told him not to worry.

She was deaf in her left ear, and if someone spoke to her from the left, she would not be able to hear clearly.

Yang Jiarou didn't know if her father knew she was deaf, but his voice became louder and louder every time, and later every time he called her, he would yell out loudly.

Every time this happens, Yang Jiarou's eyes will turn red uncontrollably.

Yang Qing is different from others, he is gentle and considerate to his wife and daughter.As long as he can remember, Yang Jiarou's favorite is his father.He's funny, chatty, and has a good sense of innocuous jokes, and he's knowledgeable without showing off.

In Yang Jiarou's heart, he is the most perfect father and the person she respects the most.

But now, he was old and blind, worried about his daughter but didn't dare to ask anything, knowing that she couldn't hear clearly, so he had to silently amplify his voice.

Respect and love a person, even if he shouts loudly, he will feel distressed.

Later, because of her good looks, she gradually became famous, and I don't know how many people asked her to pick up guests by name.And because of her strong temper, no matter who it is, the madam will let her pick it up.

Over time, everyone in the whole city knew that there was a Ruozhirou in Chunfengyuan, as long as they gave money, they could do whatever they wanted.

So that night, she was sold to Mr. Zhao who liked to play tricks.

And that hairpin was used by her as a murder weapon, and she wanted to kill Mr. Zhao, but when it came time to kill him, she failed to do it.

Because it was made by her father himself, and it was a gift for her Jiji, and she didn't want such dirty blood to stick to it.

As a result, Mr. Zhao found the hairpin and tortured her to death.

She resents, she hates, her blood will never fade away.

"This is the story of this hairpin." Yang Jiarou smiled slightly, "Now that it has returned to me, I am half satisfied."

It's just that no one else can see how much smile there is in the eyes.

"There is another half, please help Mr. Xie. If I find it, I will let Mrs. Song go." Yang Jiarou put the broken hairpin in his sleeve.

"What else is there?" Xie Huaijun put away his usual casualness, and asked with a rare serious attitude.

"It's a jade bracelet, it's from Li Ju's family in the city. You can find out after asking." Yang Jiarou got up, and bowed to Xie Huaijun and Shen Jue, "My concubine, thank you two young masters."

"When there is chaos, we must come out. It is our duty to eliminate demons and protect the way. You don't have to do this." Xie Huaijun also stood up and replied.

"Young Master Xie is really a good person." Yang Jiarou smiled softly, as if the person in the story told earlier was not her.

"As a concubine who has come here, I would like to advise the young master, it is better to take pity on the person in front of me."

Yang Jiarou glanced at Shen Jue, and made a gesture of seeing off the guest, "Young master, please go back. If you find the jade bracelet, I will wait for you when I am still alive."

After leaving the small building in the north of the city, Xie Huaijun took Shen Jue back to the inn.

Upon returning to the room, Shen Jue boiled a pot of hot water, first poured a cup and stuffed it into Master's hand.

"Master warms up first before going to sleep."

"Okay...Okay." Xie Huaijun was stunned for a moment, and took the cup.

Shen Jue knew that Master might feel a little emotional.One is that Miss Yang really had a tragic fate, and the other is that the master must have thought of her parents.

Xie Huaijun also has parents.At that time, he was just an unpopular bloodline in the family, and no one in the family looked down on him.It was not until he was eight or nine years old that someone taught him the common sense of cultivating immortals.

However, his parents cared about him and took care of him at that time.

He also felt that his parents were the best parents in the world.So he practiced day and night in the Ninghui Sect, hoping that one day he would be able to bring them to the Xie family to feel proud, and not be treated coldly by others.

Now he did it, but his parents are gone.

"Master." Shen Jue had already made the bed, and stood behind Xie Huai Jun waiting for him.

"Go to bed first..." Xie Huaijun was in a bad mood, but before he finished speaking, he was hugged from behind.

Shen Jue wrapped his arms tightly around Xie Huaijun's waist, and his whole body was tightly attached to the person in front of him from behind.

"Master, I will always be with you."

"You still have tricks."

"Master is my relative."

Xie Huaijun was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect his apprentice to see his little thoughts.

The person behind him hugged him too tightly, and Xie Huaijun could feel the attachment of the person behind him to him from small movements.

To Shen Jue, is he not the role of father?

Thinking of this, I originally wanted to break Shen Jue's hand, but silently took it back.

Since it's the role of a father, it's not a big problem to hug him.