Silly couple dote on their wives

Chapter 558 Is It Too Late?
He had been confused before, but after a brief conversation with Meng Ruoqing, something seemed to become clear. He might know what he should do, but now, all he has to do is to send his wife and mother home safely go.

"Get out, don't touch me!" Seeing her son coming up to help her, the old woman cursed heavily, then quickened her pace and walked outside.

Ji Ruoxuan walked to Meng Ruoqing's side, and looked at Meng Ruoqing with some doubts: "Your actions really confuse me, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"Don't you think this is a very outstanding person?" Facing Ji Ruoxuan's doubts, Meng Ruoqing just smiled slightly, still raised her head and looked up at the dark sky, it was going to rain.

"Excellent, but I didn't notice it at all, and the trash is very appropriate!" Ji Ruoxuan is very disdainful of this kind of person who mindlessly executes the orders of the master!People who have no sense of right and wrong are not worthy of being human!

This point is a decision made by Ji Ruoxuan's strong sense of justice instead of himself. However, not everyone stands in the sun like Ji Ruoxuan in life. Where to start?
Ji Ruoxuan's reaction was always slow, he stared at Meng Ruoqing with wide eyes, "Aren't you trying to win him over?"

"What's wrong?" Meng Ruoqing shrugged. She grew up in a gray area, so she is obviously more able to accept certain things than Ji Ruoxuan.

"How can I do that? That person is an accomplice to murder!" Ji Ruoxuan resolutely objected. With such a dangerous person, it's almost as good as being thrown into prison. How can he stay by his side!
"Where's my little nephew? How are you doing these days?" Meng Ruoqing didn't bring up these things anymore, and quickly changed the topic to other places.

Although Meng Ruoqing's method of changing the subject is not very clever, it is undoubtedly very useful. When he talked about his son, Ji Ruoxuan's face obviously flashed a bit of warmth, and he smiled slightly: "Very good, since you are here, Let's go and have a look, Qing Ying is very lonely in the room by herself."

"Okay." Meng Ruoqing nodded, and walked out of the house. As soon as she entered the yard, the rain began to fall, and Uncle Zhong quickly passed the umbrella from the side: "Ma'am, be careful, don't get wet." Wet."

"Okay, my loyal uncle." Meng Ruoqing nodded with a smile, took the umbrella, walked across the courtyard, and walked towards the courtyard where Qingying was.

Uncle Zhong, who was following Meng Ruoqing, saw Meng Ruoqing acting like a spoiled child in front of so many people, and felt a little embarrassed on his face, but his heart was bubbling with beauty: "Ma'am, pay attention to your image!"

Regarding this, Meng Ruoqing just smiled. She has always been a person who does what she wants, so how could she really care about the word image, but in front of Uncle Zhong, she still put on the airs of Mrs. Wei.

Because of the rain, the sky suddenly became dark. Lanterns were lit in various parts of the General's Mansion early on, and the warm yellow light illuminated the entire General's Mansion a little brighter.

But outside the world created by these lights, it was still dark. The woman helped the old woman beside her to the side eaves, temporarily avoiding the intrusive heavy rain.

"Mom, I'm going to buy an umbrella!" The man walked up to the old woman and called out hesitantly. The old woman remained sullen and ignored her son. His son's actions undoubtedly disappointed the old woman. .

She doesn't ask her son to be well-known to the princes, but she also hopes that he can be a clean man. Listening to the numbers that General Ji said, she already understands how much harm the capital explosion has caused. It's clear.

"Go." After all, the woman didn't want to embarrass her man, so she took out some loose silver from her bosom, handed it to the man, and then turned around and stopped talking.

At this moment, a long arrow pierced the sky through the rain curtain and nailed to the pillar beside the man. This arrow was aimed at the man's head. At the very moment, the man dodged and dodged.

Looking at the direction of the arrow, the man's eyes suddenly sank, he stepped back vigilantly, and walked to his wife's side: "Take mother, go!"

"But what do you want?" The woman looked at the arrow that was still dripping, and was startled. She ignored the fear and grabbed the man's hand and asked.

"I'll catch up with you, don't worry." The man pushed the woman away, then took the arrow off the pillar and threw it at the masked man in black who was walking quickly on the other side .

The attack power of arrows thrown by hands is always much higher than that of bows, so the man in black just blocked the arrow slightly, and blocked the arrow aside.

However, his feet were a few steps slower. Taking advantage of this time, the man had already attacked quickly. He kicked the man in black on the chest, and kicked the man in black into the rain again: " go!"

The man yelled, then turned around again, ran into the rain, and fought with the man in black. Under the dark light, it was a little hard to tell who was the man and who came to assassinate the men in black.

The woman glanced at her husband, and finally supported the old woman and ran quickly into the rain curtain. Because her feet were not stable, the woman's forehead fell heavily to the ground. Seeing this, the old woman immediately squatted down and took the man Getting up from the ground, the two supported each other and ran quickly in a certain direction.

The two women didn't seem to be flustered when they encountered such a situation. Just by looking at them calmly and persistently, it can be seen that they are not ordinary people. However, at this time, no one will investigate who they are.

No one cared about the two women who had already escaped, but there were more and more people besieging the man. In the end, the man gradually felt a little exhausted because he was no match for four hands.

The wounds on his body gradually began to increase, and his vision even began to blur. Whether there were one or two enemies standing in front of him, he could no longer see clearly.

At this moment, what Meng Ruoqing said came back to his mind: "We always have a goal, and the goal will tell us what is right."

Now he realizes that his goal has been reminding him that he did something wrong, is it too late?
There was a silver light on his head, and the killers' knives were already looking at his head, but at this time his energy was completely exhausted, and he couldn't do anything to resist at all, he could only watch helplessly. The knife gradually approached him.

(End of this chapter)