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Chapter 52 Cruel Killing

When Jiang Youzhi was released from the firewood shed, it was already dark, and she thought it would take a lot of trouble to come out this time.

Unexpectedly, a guard just told her that the thief who stole the gold thread has been caught, and she can go out.

Although she was a little dubious, she still didn't meddle in her own business.

When she passed by the west gate of the Shangyi Prison, she saw several guards carrying a corpse covered in a white cloth and were about to come out, but she didn't care, and turned sideways to make way for them.

But when the corpse passed by him, the arm suddenly dropped down, and the bracelet on the wrist was very obvious.

Jiang Youzhi's eyes widened suddenly, she ran forward like crazy, and lifted the white cloth, and Mi'er appeared in front of her impressively, having been tortured beyond recognition.

She hurriedly grabbed the guard's skirt, her eyes were scarlet: "What's going on! What's going on!"

Seeing her eyes, the guard felt a little apprehensive for a moment, and said, "This is the thief who stole the gold thread, and he has been stabbed to death."

Jiang Youzhi seemed to have lost his mind, and let go of the guard in a daze. Seeing this, the guard waved to his companion, motioning him to go.

But Jiang Youzhi suddenly fell beside Mi'er, shaking Mi'er's arm, he said in pain, "Mi'er! Mi'er! Why are you so stupid..."

Of course she understood that this matter was aimed at her, Mi'er was charged with the crime to save herself, and was killed by them in the end!

Seeing this, the guard pulled Jiang Youzhi away: "Go, go, don't delay my work!"

Jiang Youzhi's forehead hit the wall heavily, but she didn't feel the slightest pain, she just stared at Mi'er being carried away.

The killing intent in her eyes grew stronger, and she vowed to make those beasts pay the price and avenge Mi'er!
After a long time, she got up and walked alone in a daze, but she couldn't stop crying. She had already experienced too many things that people around her left her, but she could never let go of it.

Su Qi'an was riding on a horse, ready to go back to the mansion, when he saw a woman walking beside the palace wall from a distance.

It was a figure he was all too familiar with, and he had thought about her well, for her to hold back his temper as much as possible, and she didn't like blood, so he tried to reduce killing, but what he got in return was her running away again and again .

Today she looked in a state of disarray and lost her mind, but before he stepped forward, she saw a carriage appearing in front of her.

A man got out of the carriage, it was Pei Xun.

Pei Xun wanted to go home in the carriage, but Ah Chang, who was following outside, saw Jiang Youzhi at a glance, and hurriedly told his young master.

When Pei Xun got out of the carriage, he saw a woman walking towards him not far away. She was all dirty, her hair was messy, and she was in a panic.

And while losing his mind, he was crying pitifully, looking like a kitten who had been bullied.

Jiang Youzhi felt the gaze in front of him, so he raised his head and stopped looking at the tip of his shoe.

Seeing that it was Pei Xun, her tears flowed down even more, she walked to him slowly, couldn't hold back, and cried aloud.

Pei Xun frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Youzhi wiped her tears with the back of her hand while shaking her head, not because she refused to speak, but as if she was crying so hard that she couldn't speak.

Pei Xun said helplessly, "Come up first."

When Su Qi'an saw Jiang Youzhi entering Pei Xun's carriage, his hand holding the sword hilt suddenly tightened, and his eyes were full of forbearance.

Jiang Youzhi got into the carriage, lowered his head and cried even more fiercely, Pei Xun fixedly looked at him: "Have you been bullied?"

Jiang Youzhi nodded, teardrops hung on his eyelashes, trembling slightly, looking ashamed, like a little cat.

Pei Xun stretched out his hands to pin her messy hair behind her ears, looked at her for a while, then stopped his movements: "Who is it?"

Jiang Youzhi shook his head face to face, but still stretched out his two hands aggrieved.

Pei Xun took her arm, saw that her palms and wrists were scratched, and glanced at the wound on her forehead, his voice seemed displeased, and said in a deep voice: "What did the Shangyi Supervisor do? "

Jiang Youzhi nodded, buried his head in his collar and wiped away his tears, the hairy head brushing against Pei Xun's chin made him feel itchy.

He put his hand on her waist unconsciously, and said softly, "What's the matter?"

Only then did Jiang Youzhi straighten up, with an extremely aggrieved voice: "They framed me for stealing gold thread, a bunch of people pressed me to the ground and tied me up, and threw me in the woodshed for a day..."

Hearing this, Pei Xun lightly touched her wounded hand, paused, and his eyes became darker: "Then what?"

"Then..." Pei Xun suddenly felt overwhelmed.

Pei Xun looked up at her heartbroken eyes, reached out and touched her head: "Huh?"

Only then did Jiang Youzhi stammer: "Mi... Mi'er took the blame for me in order to save me, and was... beaten to death by them, woo woo woo..."

After speaking, she threw herself into his arms again and cried for a while.

Pei Xun's eyes became indistinguishable, and when the person in his arms had cried enough, he said in a deep voice: "Don't go from tomorrow on, you don't need to embroider clothes."

The person in the arms was still saying "hmm" indiscriminately at first, but after realizing it, he suddenly got up: "No, I will seek justice for Mi'er!"

Pei Xun said, "I can help you."

There were still tears in the corners of Jiang Youzhi's eyes, but he shook his head solemnly: "No, Mi'er died for me, and I will personally make those people pay the price."

Seeing the determination in her eyes, Pei Xun didn't say much, just said: "Okay."

On the second day, Jiang Youzhi entered the Shangyi Prison when he was still young, as if everything was going on as usual.

It's just that when she looked at Lu Xuewen's back not far away, her eyes became colder. Lu Xuewen was the embroiderer who accused her that day.

The daily details of getting along with Mi'er appeared in her mind, and she really wanted to kill those people with ulterior motives immediately.

I heard that Lu Xuewen is a celebrity around the empress, she specializes in sewing clothes for the empress, and she can speak in front of the empress, so it is inevitable that she is arrogant on weekdays.

No, I just had an argument with my embroiderer, Hu Ling.

Jiang Youzhi looked at the Hu Ling who was crying secretly, walked to her side, and asked with concern: "Sister Hu Ling, what's the matter with you?"

Hu Ling quickly wiped away her tears and forced a smile: "It's okay."

Jiang Youzhi hurriedly handed her the handkerchief, but the moment she reached out, Hu Ling saw the birthmark on her wrist.

Hu Ling grabbed her hand eagerly: "This birthmark..."

Jiang Youzhi smiled and said, "I brought it with me right from birth, is there a problem?"

Hu Ling shook her head, looking at Jiang Youzhi with more cordial eyes.

But Jiang Youzhi's eyes flashed a hint of cunning, this birthmark was specially drawn by her this morning, because Hu Ling's dead sister also had a similar birthmark.

(End of this chapter)