Fengqi Jingshi

He had some doubts, he didn't believe that Shu Yao would do such a cruel thing to him, but when Mrs. Jiang took out the bloody handkerchief she left beside him that day, he smiled miserably.

She really couldn't get into him.

He doesn't blame her, even if she hurt him so badly, he still can't blame her.He even begged Mrs. Jiang not to go after her. It was enough for him to bear the punishment she gave him.

But later, when he heard her sad news, he was filled with grief at that moment. He felt that the pain in his heart was worse than the scars. If he tore open his chest, the heart would probably be full of wounds, bloody!

Day after day like this, he can no longer go out, can no longer make friends, and he can't even go to home school day after day.He felt like a wandering spirit, wandering in the desolate world, only the painful breathing let him know that he was still alive.

His temper became more irritable, it was the torment from his illness, and the sadness from the complete loss of Shu Yao, and he vented all these on the servants.If you can't kick them, you will overturn the teacup they are holding, and if you can't beat them, you will sweep the dishes to the ground.

He became thinner day by day, Madam Jiang felt sorry for him, and changed one cook after another for him, and found one doctor after another.He didn't dare to let her know that he still missed Shu Yao. She was the first person he really liked. Unbelievably sad, his illness cannot be cured, no matter how good the doctor is, he cannot be cured.

He doesn't care about what happened to the Duke's Mansion, his heart is already full of wounds, how can he have the energy to manage the Duke's Mansion!

But what happened today, ransacking the house?What crime did the Duke's mansion commit, so serious that they wanted to ransack the house?

If so, others can escape, but he absolutely cannot escape.There is nothing terrible about him. When he first heard it, he felt unbelievable, but he has been calm all the way. If he is guilty, he, the son of the world, should bear it. Anyway, living in this world is endless pain. It is also a way to be tortured and die.

The sky darkened, heavy dark clouds weighed down, he looked up at the sky, heavy rain was coming.

He approached Deyiju step by step, and the forbidden army had already surrounded Deyiju, and the soldiers from Dali Temple also came. Yes, they ransacked the house, and got more complete, but it was a bit strange that they didn't see the imperial decree read out.

No one stopped him, no one caught him, and he was a little strange.He went down to the corridor outside the courtyard, and suddenly saw a person standing there, that straight figure, like a standing strong pine tree!
He felt himself gasp, it was Uncle Nine!
The moment he saw him, his already weak legs began to tremble uncontrollably, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back in an instant.He didn't dare to go any further, if there was a crack in the ground, he would rather get into it right away!
The fear he gave him was unprecedentedly great, Shen Yu supported the pillars on the corridor, and hid behind little by little.No, no, even if he could face death calmly, he still didn't dare to look at him again.

Uncle Jiu should hate him, he can't bear his anger and hatred, just one look from him will make him feel as if he has fallen into an ice cave.

His breathing became short of breath, and his chest hurt even more. Afraid that Uncle Jiu, who was standing there, would find him, he shrank back little by little behind the pillar.

Suddenly someone was dragged out of Deyi Curie, he suddenly shrunk his eyes, who is that disheveled person?

A bolt of lightning flashed in the air unexpectedly, illuminating everything in an instant, Shen Yu stared at the person being dragged, and forgot to breathe for a moment!