The black-bellied evil king specially spoils his wife: the hot demon concubine

Chapter 30
"Father..." Her fingertips approached the tip of the man's breathless nose with disbelief.

"Miss..." A person who was also covered in bruises came out from the corner. It was the steward of the house, "Miss, you are finally back."

Yun Xiaohuang turned a deaf ear, she didn't cry, she just stared, her hands and feet started to get cold.

After a while, she said, "Who is it?"

"The Ling family." The steward looked at his eyes with resentment, "They ruined this place...then beat the shopkeeper to death alive."

"Ling, Qiao, Miao." Yun Xiaohuang stood up suddenly, her eyes were stained with anger and sadness that was almost on fire.

"Miss!" The steward hurriedly grabbed her skirt, "Miss, please calm down."

calm?How is she calm?

This man, this man who loved his heir deeply, this man who gave without complaint or regret, just died like this!

Why?Why!
There was hatred and anger in Yun Xiaohuang's chest, and the reason in Yun Xiaohuang's eyes had been completely swallowed up.

She wants Ling Qiao to change her life for another!
"Miss, I beg you, old slave, please don't go." The steward almost hung his whole body on Yun Xiaohuang's lap, "Even if the shopkeeper died, he didn't let you go, so how could you go to die like this! "

"The shopkeeper is kind to the old slave, and the old slave can't watch you die like this. The old slave knows that you blame the old slave, blame the old slave for not helping you, and blame the old slave for not saving the shopkeeper. It is useless for the old slave, but even if In this way, this old slave can’t let you die!” The steward shouted, “Miss, if you keep the green hills, don’t worry about running out of firewood!”

This shout made Yun Xiaohuang's movements stop, she raised her head, staring at the ceiling with her empty eyes.

Everything is too late.

The man who loved his daughter was dead, and he didn't even have a chance to know the truth.

He hasn't had time to enjoy his daughter's filial piety, he hasn't had time to enjoy his old age comfortably, and he hasn't had time to watch his daughter get married and have children.

When he died, it was common for black-haired people to send off white-haired people, but it left the murderous Yun Xiaohuang breathless.

She was always too weak.

"Miss, I don't ask you to let go of your hatred, I just ask you not to die in vain. You must know that you are the only blood of the Yun family."

"Get out." Yun Xiaohuang said coldly, she raised her hand, and stabbed the steward at her feet with a dagger.

It was drizzling, and the huge Qingfeng City seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making this quaint little city hazy.

On the top of the mountain, a woman in white and a middle-aged man stood there.The woman in white was slender, and the man beside her held up an oil-paper umbrella for her. Under the umbrella, her delicate face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice.

"Miss." The steward called out, breaking the silence.

He still clearly remembered that Yun Xiaohuang, who was almost mad a few days ago, raised the knife, but in the end, the knife just fell at his feet.

That day, Yun Xiaohuang did not cry.She looked at the corpse without any emotion, and watched the corpse being carried away by the servants.She was very calm, no anger, no sadness.

If it was someone else, the steward would only think it was fickle.But he, who really saw Yun Xiaohuang's madness, understood Yun Xiaohuang's suppressed emotions at this moment.

This young lady whom he watched growing up, somehow learned to hide her fragility, and hid her bitterness and tears in her heart.

"Everyone has been dismissed?" Yun Xiaohuang asked.

The steward nodded and replied: "It's over, they are quite relaxed, take the money and leave."

He didn't dare to tell the scene at that time, Huang Li and the others happily took the money and ran away, without any sadness.There are so many cool people in this small Qingfeng City.

If he didn't say it, Yun Xiaohuang might not have guessed it, but he just didn't bother to pay attention.With a flick of her sleeve, she stuffed a bank note into the palm of the steward: "This is yours."

The steward was stunned for a moment: "1000 taels? Miss, this is too much, isn't it?"

Even if the oriole is sent away, it is only a few dozen taels, which is considered a luxury.

Yun Xiaohuang kept her eyes on the tombstone in front of her. The tombstone was very clean, obviously newly built.A few words are engraved on the surface of the monument wet by the rain: Yunzhen.

"I think you are worth it, so you accept it." Yun Xiaohuang said, "Besides, father will trouble you in the future."

"Miss, you really want to leave." The steward sighed, "That's fine, the shopkeeper wants to see your future. But, I won't see you again."

Only after that day did he know that Yun Xiaohuang broke through the third rank and defeated Ling Qiaoqiao, and was also accepted into the Feiyang sect.

"I'm leaving here today. If I don't come back for a year, I will trouble you in the future."

"Miss, you said something unlucky." The steward hurriedly said, "The shopkeeper's spirit in the sky will definitely protect you."

Yun Xiaohuang didn't answer him, she knelt down facing the tombstone.

She has never knelt down to people, heaven, or ground, because she doesn't kneel to her parents if she doesn't have them.Now, she knelt down in Yunzhen.

She bent down and knocked off the first head.

"First, thank you for your kindness in nurturing."

"Second time, thank you father for not giving up."

"Third time, I hope Dad, have a good journey."

When she was a good-for-nothing, everyone spurned her, but Yun Zhen didn't abandon her and cared for her as before.

I'm afraid that even in the face of death, what Yun Zhen is thinking about is his worthless daughter.

The steward only felt that his eyes were wet, and he let out a long breath with deep regret.Miss Yun finally grew up, but unfortunately, it was too late.

No one saw that when the forehead touched the ground for the third time, a drop of crystal cleared the girl's cheek and buried it in the soil.

Yun Xiaohuang stood up, as vigorous as ever.

"Miss, since you are leaving soon, this old slave will tell you something." The steward said, I am afraid, this is Yun Zhen's dying wish, "Only the shopkeeper and I know about this, the shopkeeper is going fast, It's too late to tell you."

Yun Xiaohuang remained silent.

"It's about your mother."

The manager's words finally made Yun Xiaohuang's pupils shrink a bit. Seeing that Yun Xiaohuang still had no intention of making a sound, and the manager was not annoyed, she said: "Miss asked the shopkeeper's mother about it when she was young, but the shopkeeper was worried about the safety of the lady. So I want to wait until Miss grows up to talk about it.”

Yun Xiaohuang remembered that when she was making noise when she was a child, Yun Zhen always coaxed her, saying that her mother had gone far, far away, and when she became obedient, she would come back to see her.

Later, according to the discussions of her neighbors, she learned that her mother died of dystocia.It's just that listening to the manager's current meaning, is there another hidden story behind it?

"Actually, Madam is not dead." The steward said, "Madam disappeared the day after giving birth to Miss."

No one knows where the frail woman who had just given birth went, leaving only a jade pendant.

The steward took out the jade pendant as he said that, the jade pendant was dark in color but clear, there was no pattern on the jade surface, only the center part of the jade inner part seemed to be smudged with purple.

"When I was young, the shopkeeper asked the lady to wear it. The lady thought it was ugly, so she cried and refused. The manager had no choice but to keep it first, and then give it to the lady when she wants it."

Yun Xiaohuang finally turned her head, she was a little dazed looking at the long Fang Yupei in the palm of the manager.The white onion fingers landed on the smooth jade surface, rubbed them lightly, and then shook hands firmly.

"My mother, what kind of person is she?"

Yun Xiaohuang's voice was hoarse for some reason.

The steward seemed to be flipping through his memory, with a nostalgic expression on his face: "I have known Madam not long ago. I used to be a homeless man. When the shopkeeper took me in, Madam was already five months pregnant. I only know Madam is a very gentle woman. People are also good-looking, can play the piano well, and even write and paint very well. Miss, your eyebrows and eyes are five points after Madam."

Unknowingly, a tender woman appeared in Yun Xiaohuang's mind.Her face was a little fuzzy, but it was full of affection, with a drowning warmth.

"Before Madam disappeared, she not only left behind a jade pendant, but also a note. I was illiterate at the time, and I could only remember a little bit. I just remember that it said, don't look for her, let the shopkeeper raise the young lady." The steward said slowly, "Later I tentatively asked the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper kept silent. I heard other people talk about it, and no one knew the details of the lady. Even the shopkeeper was not from Qingfeng City. I only know that there was a time when the shopkeeper Drunk, I once felt so emotional."

"How can a down and out person like me be worthy of you?"

He knew that the shopkeeper was missing his wife, and he also knew that the shopkeeper was talking about his wife.

"It was once said that the lady's face is not extraordinary at a glance. Later, the news that the lady is a waste material spread, so no one believed it." The steward took out a golden bell again, "the shopkeeper said, this is The things he wore since he was a child are now given to Miss."

The golden bell is not big, unlike other children's accessories, it is only half the size of a thumb, and it can be hung in front of a red thread.

Yun Xiaohuang shook the bell, the color of the bell was half faded, and the sound had long been silent.

"Uncle He, thank you very much." Yun Xiaohuang said, "Take care."

Inside the elegant building.

"Miss, Miss Xiao is here to see you."

The door opened slowly, and Xiao Lingwan's skirt swayed gently with her steps.When she stepped into the house, she glanced at the shards of porcelain all over the floor, and there was a flash of joy and disgust in her eyes.

"Why are you here?" The hoarse female voice made Xiao Lingwan raise her head, what kind of girl is that.The palm-sized face was covered with bandages, leaving only the eyes, nose and mouth.

Although she couldn't see the expression on her face, Xiao Lingwan could still detect the anger in her words with sharp ears.

Xiao Lingwan said crisply: "Yun Xiaohuang has already left Qingfeng City."

"What? That bitch is gone?" Ling Qiao's eyes widened with resentment, the whites of the originally clean eyes were bloodshot, "That bitch is so heartless, he doesn't even care about his own father."

Xiao Lingwan sneered, Ling Qiao wanted to use the Ling family's knife to kill Yun Xiaohuang, but Yun Xiaohuang was not a fool, so he sent the head up for you to slaughter.

She concealed the anger in her heart, and her picturesque eyes were full of warmth and regret: "At first I thought that Yun Xiaohuang was a person who valued love and righteousness, but I didn't expect him to be so cruel. It's just that I was born on the sidelines. I hope you..."

(End of this chapter)