Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 619 The target is Duan Siyan!

Fu Yuejun intertwined his hands, and smiled slowly: "Besides, you didn't pose any threat to me in the first place. My target is Duan Siyan!"

Duan Chengye was silent for a while, and finally accepted this fact.

He looked at Meng Sang and asked hoarsely, "Will you come with me?"

Meng Sang was happy with Yuanzhou, he could tell.

"It was Miss Nine who gave this concubine a new life. If this concubine was not willing, why would she come here?"

Meng Sang bowed gently and dignifiedly, her mother and younger sister had been properly arranged by Fu Yuejun, she went to see her father for the last time, and told him all this, and his father had no regrets.

Then she has no regrets.

Wen Niang untied the rope for Duan Chengye, Fu Yuejun stood up and said: "Go, go far away, don't come back again in this life, I will take care of all funeral affairs."

After the two kowtowed to Fu Yuejun to thank them, they were taken by the Pavilion Master to the carriage that Fu Yuejun had prepared for them a long time ago, and sent them away from the murderous Jiangling city.

Wen Niang pulled Fu Yuejun's hand and asked, "Girl, do you think Duan Chengye will be willing?"

Fu Yuejun patted her hand with a clear smile: "It's a lie to say that he is unwilling, but he doesn't dare to fight anymore. He knows that no matter how much he fights, he will lose."

Duan Chengye fell into her trap several times, and now he managed to save his life, how dare he fight again?
She didn't say anything, and took Jin Tingxiao back.

Jin Tingxiao held her hand and walked on Suzaku Street, whispering softly: "The German envoy will leave tomorrow, tonight, do you want to sit on the sidelines and wait?"

"The Winter Clothes Festival is coming, I don't want to cause any more trouble." Fu Yuejun shook his head lightly, his voice suddenly dropped, and the hand held by Jin Tingxiao trembled slightly.

Cold Clothes Day, her birthday, is also the anniversary of her mother's death.

In her whole life, she didn't want to celebrate this birthday.

"Don't be too sad, people have to move forward, and some things are destined." Jin Tingxiao persuaded her gently, naturally knowing what kind of existence this cold clothes festival is to her.

Fu Yuejun smiled, but did not speak.

Knowing that Jin Tingxiao was trying to persuade her, but no matter how much he tried to persuade her, she couldn't forget that part of the past.

Seeing his favorite mother die in front of his own eyes, that feeling is more uncomfortable than killing her.

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The cell was extremely quiet late at night, Gu Yaocheng sat cross-legged facing the wall, raised his head slightly, and looked at the small iron window.

From there, a glimpse of the moonlight can be seen.

The moonlight in Jiangling City is really much gentler than that in Jinling.

The moonlight shone in coldly, shrouding his figure in it. The long night was deep, and the man's thin back looked extraordinarily lonely, like the silvery white moonlight outside.

Hearing the slight sound of footsteps coming from outside the cell, Gu Yaocheng didn't turn his head, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "You're here."

"I'm here to see you off for the last time. It's the only thing I can give you after you've missed me for so many years." The woman standing behind him opened her mouth softly. The wide cloak and the high brim of the hat covered her entire face. covered up.

Her face was still covered with a veil, so it was impossible to see what she looked like.

"Aren't you afraid that Fu Yuejun is sitting on the sidelines when you come here?"

Gu Yaocheng turned around slowly, trying to get a clear view of her face through the faint moonlight, but he could only get a rough outline. To him, he was satisfied.

(End of this chapter)