Bai Yueguang of the whole week, he likes me

The sword in the sheath was half out of the sheath, everyone's relaxed hearts were raised, and their expressions turned serious.

Shen Qiusheng saw that the group of people drew their weapons and looked ready to fight, but their expressions remained unchanged.It seemed that he couldn't see the vigilant eyes of the other party on him.

After a while, as if remembering something, he picked up the topic just now: "Master Wen, you haven't answered my question just now."

Wen Xingyuan raised his eyes, looked straight at him, and said after a while: "If Mr. Shen wants to know the whereabouts of Mr. Zhao, it's best to find it by yourself."

"Oh?" Shen Qiusheng seemed to be very puzzled, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes: "How can I find out the whereabouts of Master Zhao? Master Zhao was in the same carriage with the prince before, and he and I have not met for a moment." Mr. Wen, are you kidding me?"

Wen Xingyuan didn't care about the confusion he pretended to be deliberately, but turned around very freely, turned his back to the other party and went to the rear.I don't intend to continue to talk meaninglessly with the other party.

Shen Qiusheng's expression darkened when he landed on the spot, and he lowered his eyelids to look at the turf at his feet, wondering what he was thinking.

Wen Xingyuan left Shen Qiusheng and went elsewhere, but Gu Jinzhi, who left with He Yong, looked solemn.

"Tell me," the handsome man in red who has always been dressed in red looked at the fat man he had picked up in front of him, and for the first time his smiling eyes revealed a sharp edge:

"You said, it wasn't Liu Qing who killed your parents back then?"

He Yong's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was a little hoarse: "It's not him."

"Although he put down the fire with his own hands, he was not the one who killed my father and mother." He said with difficulty.

Although it has been so many years, he will always remember the murderer who killed his whole family with his own hands.

That was when he was 15 years old.

In a few days, when his elder sister got married, the mansion had prepared the best dowry, and the other party had prepared a very generous gift for his family.

Soon, his elder sister will marry the man who loves her the most besides his parents and him.

He had seen that man before, he looked very fierce in appearance, with a powerful figure.But He Yong knew that when facing his elder sister, he would be so stupid that he couldn't hold back a word, Mai Se's face flushed red, and he hesitated for a while but couldn't speak.

When getting along with sister, he will treat sister carefully, treat her like a jade hidden in his heart, and take care of her in every possible way.

Sister told him that when the two of them first met, the man blushed and could not hold back for a while, but when he saw that Sister was about to leave, he hurriedly shouted: "Girl, I want to marry you." .”

After he finished speaking, he seemed to realize that his words were wrong. He felt that he was too direct, afraid of scaring the other party away, and then scratched his head and added incoherently: "No, I, I mean, yes, I like you. You , Are you a fairy in the sky? I, I..."

In the end, "I" didn't say anything for a long time.

When my elder sister told him the story, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, her face was dyed a little rosy, and she seemed to be able to see the future in her eyes.

He thought: Although he didn't think that person was worthy of my sister, but my sister liked him, so he could accept her.

If my elder sister is wronged in the future, he will be able to show off his official authority in the future when he gets a test for fame, scaring the other party so much that he dare not make mistakes.

Auntie was his only playmate since he was a child, and also his light.

Sister has now met her light.

He knew that his father didn't like the man who was about to become his elder sister's husband very much, but his mother liked him very much.

"He is very good to Ah Qing." The well-maintained woman had a very satisfied expression on her face, with smiles on her brows and eyes.

She looked at her husband by her side, held his hand comfortingly, and said very solemnly: "Ah Qing and him will be fine. He is very similar to you."

The father who already had white hair on his ear turned his head awkwardly, his ears became warm, and he finally accepted that person reluctantly.

In fact, the father who was with his mother was not at all like the shrewd and capable Qingzhou Jiedu envoy when he was away, he looked a little silly.As long as my mother coaxed me softly, my ears would soften.

My mother was right, my father was indeed very similar to my sister's future husband.

Sister will be very happy in the future, He Yong thought at that time.

But it seemed that God didn't want them to have a good time. In the evening of that day, soaring flames exploded from the Qingzhou mansion.

The blazing flames were like a devouring beast, clamoring and devouring Qingzhou Mansion mercilessly.

He Yong, who was in the front yard, looked at the fire burning on the courtyard wall, turned around and ran towards the backyard.He staggered a few steps uncontrollably, feeling an unprecedented panic in his heart.

Mother and sister are still in the backyard!

Along the way, the panicked servant girls fled one after another, and uncontrollable screams came from everywhere.

"Mother! Sister!" He shouted as he ran. His body was not considered obese when he was a teenager, but he was not considered vigorous either. The sweat dripped down from his forehead one after another, soaking the skirt of his clothes.

"Mother! Sister!" "Sister!" "Mother!"...

The heat in the courtyard became more and more obvious, and the heat in the air became more and more frightening. Almost the entire Qingzhou Mansion was shrouded in smoke, and the choking black smoke spread to the whole city.

By the time He Yong ran to the backyard, all the servants in the courtyard who could run had already run away.

A few servants who did not escape were left at the gate of the courtyard, with traces of being trampled on their bodies, and they had lost consciousness.

He carefully jumped over several people, dodged the falling beam, covered his mouth and nose and rushed into the back room.

"Ah—" Sister...

He suddenly widened his eyes, looked at the woman who fell on the steps, and lost his voice for a moment.

Sister!He rushed to the front of the stairs with a brisk step, suddenly lost strength in his feet, and his knees landed on the stone steps with a bang.

As if he couldn't feel the pain at all, he stretched out his hand hesitantly, then retracted it suddenly, staring at the blood-stained face in front of him without blinking.

She was out of breath, her chest was pierced by a sharp weapon, and it came out from her back.The dazzling red spread across the entire staircase, from top to bottom.

She seemed to be thrown off the stairs indifferently. The blood in her chest no longer flowed out, but she was held firmly in the air by the sharp spear.

"Sister..." He Yong whimpered in a low voice, tears from the corners of his eyes fell on the woman's blood-stained chest, causing layers of blood to swell.

He casually stretched out his sleeve and wiped his face, and carefully helped his elder sister up from the ground, for fear of bumping into her again.

He is not tall yet, but his elder sister is only half a finger taller than him.He carefully placed sister's head on his shoulder, stretched out his hand to hold it gently, and then staggered and dragged him to the side of the courtyard wall.

He Yong looked at the woman's pale face, closed his eyes a little unbearably, and said softly: "Sister, don't be afraid. He will be waiting for you by the Sansheng Stone."

When he got up just now, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the man lying on top of the stairs.

He turned around, walked up the stairs step by step, and looked up at the man lying on the side.There were many wounds on his body, his clothes were stained with blood, there was nothing good on his body, and the wound on his chest was exactly the same as that of sister.

He Yong took a step forward, trying to close his eyes, but a sudden scream broke the calm in the room.

"Husband——" is the voice of the mother!

He Yong suddenly ran a few steps forward, jumped up the stairs, and was about to rush into the house, but was dragged to a blind corner outside the window by a pair of hands that suddenly stretched out from his side covering his mouth.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." he struggled with hands and feet, but still couldn't free the hands behind his back.

"Young master, it's an old slave." The person behind him spoke, his voice hoarse from the smoke, but He Yong still recognized who he was.

He is a servant who cleans the yard outside his mother's courtyard, and his mother treats him very well.He used to see each other often, and the other party always looked at him with a very loving look, but there was not much intersection between the two.

Seeing that he had calmed down, the people behind tentatively let go.

Seeing the situation, He Yong quickly bent down, dodged the opponent's hand, and rushed into the house while the opponent was unable to react in time.

The moment he stepped into the house, the blood under his feet soaked the soles of his boots, and the scene inside the house was unreservedly reflected in his eyes.

There was blood everywhere.This is He Yong's first impression.

Stiffly turning his head to look into the room, his mother's body fell on his father's body, and the two held hands tightly.The blood on the chest was still pouring out continuously, like a trickling stream.

"Mother..." He Yong stared blankly at the bodies of the two, his whole body trembling: "Father..."

"Yo!" He Yong was awakened by a sudden human voice, and when he raised his head, he saw a man in white with a silver mask standing beside him.

The other party seemed to be very interested in him, staring at him with great interest: "Child, are you their child?"

It was the voice of a boy.He held a silver long sword that was dripping blood in his hand, and pointed at the two people on the ground with the tip of the sword.

The murderer who killed someone just stood in front of the young man who had killed all his family members in such a majestic manner, not caring about him at all.

He Yong's hands hanging by his side clenched into fists, his eyes were scarlet, and he almost tasted the blood in his mouth.

"Child, why don't you talk?" It was clear that he was just a boy, and his stature was not tall, but the long sword dripping blood in his hand made him look very strange.

He Yong gritted his teeth, took out a dagger out of nowhere, and stabbed straight at the boy in white.

He wants this person to pay for his sister and parents!

As if he knew his intentions, the young man casually avoided his dagger, and swept the dagger to the ground indifferently.

"Hmm." The sudden pain in his waist and abdomen made him focus suddenly, but when he lowered his head, he saw that the short boy held a smaller dagger in his hand and stabbed it into his waist and abdomen.

He looked at He Yong who was hurriedly retreating, and smiled inexplicably, very happy.

After laughing, he pulled out the dagger as if he didn't care about the pain, threw it back into He Yong's hand, and walked out of the room without saying a word.

Go ahead and go.

He Yong stared at the opponent's back closely, trying to remember the opponent's figure.

Looking at the small gold-rimmed dagger back in his hand, he was suddenly fascinated——

"Ayong, you must use this dagger to protect yourself in the future. Sister will always stand behind you."

But sister, I can't even protect you.

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