Outside Kang'an City, Qinjiazhuang.

This village was given to the Qin family by the late emperor. Not only hundreds of acres of fertile land, but also a beautiful courtyard. There are pavilions, towers, small bridges and flowing water in the courtyard, but only because the season is wrong, there is only the cold wind howling at this moment. Meng Tingwan, who was studying, couldn't help but sneeze and wrapped the quilt tighter on his body.

"Young Master, Young Master!" Shu Xia ran in from outside in a panic, tripped by the threshold, climbed to the edge of the bed and said tremblingly, "Girl, she..."

Meng Tingwan frowned, "Why are you panic? She is trying to go out again? Let her go!"

Meng Tingwan told his sister many times that the Qin family would not let them go. If they did not plan carefully, even if they escaped from Qinjiazhuang by chance, they would definitely die under the arrest of the court! But she didn't believe it and angered the Qin family guards repeatedly. Do they really think they are still the same as before, and are Qin Chengbi's friends!

Shuxia, who was frightened, ignored the rules and stepped forward to grab the horn of Meng Tingwan's hanging quilt, and trembled, "Miss was killed, killed... killed."

My sister was killed... Meng Ting's thin lips trembled, his upper and lower teeth kept touching each other, and the sound of collisions echoed in his mind, making his scalp numb.

Shu Xia, who was smearing Meng Yajiao's neck with a knife, was twitching and bleeding on the ground, was on the verge of collapse, "Young Master... I... I... I..."

Meng Tingwan forced himself to shout, "Tell me what happened."

Shu Xia said tremblingly, "...The girl said she was cold and asked the mother-in-law to go... to buy her a few clothes to keep warm. After the mother-in-law went out, the guard came with a knife. The girl asked him what he wanted to do. Without saying a word, the guard raised his hand and slashed... and chopped the girl's neck, which was so bloody, and the girl had shed a lot of blood..."

Meng Tingwan's teeth trembled even harder, "Are the guards from the village or from outside?"

"I don't know, but the mothers in the village are very respectful when they see him." Shuxia regretted it. If she had known that it would be like this for the party with Meng Ting, she would rather marry an old and ugly widower.

That is the person from the Qin family. What exactly does the Qin family want to know? It has already told everything, why do they still want to kill their sister? Will the guards come to kill themselves?

This world is as terrifying as hell, without a trace of warmth. He just wants warmth now. Meng Tingwan looked down at Shuxia on the ground and whispered, "Come up."

Shuxia, who was kneeling on the ground, trembling, immediately got up and got into Meng Tingwan's open quilt.

The guard who eavesdropped under the window heard the sound in the room, spat, got up and went outside the courtyard and ordered, "Look at it carefully. If there is any situation, report it immediately."

"Yes." The manager asked, "that body?"

"Troubleshoot it." He thought that if Meng Yajiao was killed, Meng Tingwan would have to go and collect the body no matter what, so he could take the opportunity to scare him. Unexpectedly, this kid didn't dare to leave the door, and actually hugged the maid and slept!

Meng Huizhou is a figure of all sizes. He dares to yell on the execution ground before he dies. Is his grandson like this?

Burying Meng Yajiao's body under the camellia tree, the old man in Qinjiazhuang stepped on the ground, rubbed his frozen hands and scolded, "It's a good life, but it's a waste of time for us to spend this time!"

Another woman laughed very happily, "This is not a waste of time. If you bury a beauty, the camellia will definitely bloom well this year. When the masters come to appreciate the flowers, we will definitely get a lot of rewards."

"This spring is cold. The better the flowers bloom in a while, the more rewards we receive." The old woman rubbed her hands and smiled and dragged the iron shovel back to her room to cook the fire.

This year's spring cold is particularly strong. The forsythia that has bloomed at this time in previous years has not yet moved, but the people of Xicheng have been bathed in the spring and are warm all day long.

Because the commander of his family was more handsome than Baihua, and there was a smile that was warmer than the sun. The people all said that the adults smiled like this and had a legitimate son, and even the Jiang family thought so.

But Jiang Liu was like Mingjing in his heart: her father smiled like this because her brother Liulang Jiang Siyuan was finally not so ugly.

She dared to use the three shops as bets, betting that her father is now planning how to show off her son during the full moon wine. She dared to use all her home as bets, betting that her father would hold her back and not let go of her because she was chubby and beautiful when she was born!

"Miss Six, your garlic yellow pot stickers are ready." The young man who sold food on the roadside stall filled the steaming pot stickers with a clean bowl and delivered them to Jiang Liu.

"Thank you, Brother Zhimao. I'll ask Jiang Bai to send you the bowl back." Qin Qing took the bowl, and Jiang Liu smiled very happily, smiling.

Jia Zhimao smiled very sunny, "I dare not bother Brother Bai, just go to the concierge to get it myself."

Jia Zhimao's grandmother brought another bowl of hot tofu brain and said with a smile, "Girl brings a bowl for the second master, right?"

The old couple of Jia family sold food at the entrance of Shifeng Alley for decades. Because Mr. Jiang liked to eat his tofu brain, his family's business was excellent. The old couple made a fortune with a bowl of tofu brain and rented a storefront in the west market to sell food. The old couple handed the storefront to their son and daughter-in-law to take care of them, but they still pushed the cart to sell tofu brain at the entrance of Shifeng Alley. No matter how many diners came, they would always leave a bowl for Mr. Jiang.

The couple is so good at doing business. Jiang Liu smiled and said, "Grandma, you will bring it to him when my father comes back. I will get cold if I take it back now."

"Okay, okay." Old Mrs. Jia put down the bowl, and every wrinkle on her face was satisfied.

Jiang Liu ran to the study with the pot stickers and chatted with her three sisters while eating. "Grandma Jia's grandson grew older and handsomer. When I went to buy pot stickers, I found several little girls peeking at him."

"June?" Jiang Mujin looked up, "I don't think so."

"We look at my father every day, of course we don't think the people outside are handsome." Looking at the most handsome man in the Zhou Dynasty every day, Jiang Liu felt that his sisters' eyes were already higher than the sky.

Jiang Muzheng laughed out loud, "Sixth sister is saying this right. No one in the Great Zhou Dynasty can be more handsome than the second uncle."

"Second sister, you can't say anything."

Jiang Muzheng said confidently, "Fifth sister said who can beat the second uncle?"

Two small dimples appeared on Jiang Mujin's mouth, "The lover's eyes are like Xi Shi. When you meet your second brother-in-law, you won't think that your second uncle is the most handsome in the world."

"Ask for a fight!" Jiang Muzheng put down his chopsticks and chased his poor-mouthed sister. Jiang Liu smiled so hard that she leaned back and forth.

Jiang Muyan wiped her sister's mouth and smiled, "The Jia family's life is getting better and better. Jia Zhimao is diligent and good at doing business. He is bound to tell him that he is a must."

Jiang Muzheng returned to the table and sighed, "He is actually at the age of engagement. I always think he is still a little kid."

"Jia Zhimao is only one year younger than her second sister. Her sister is looking for her brother-in-law. How could she still be a child?" Jiang Mujin came over to ask for a beating again.

Jiang Muzheng stopped chasing him this time and asked with a smile, "How can the fifth sister remember her age so clearly?"

Jiang Liu immediately joined in the fun, "Yes, Sister Wu, how could you remember so clearly?"

Jiang Mujin glared at her eyes, "Okay, Xiao Liu'er, you dare to follow my sister to squeeze me out, see how I deal with you!"

"Come on!" Jiang Liu smiled and turned around and ran away. In the three years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, she was having sex with her younger sisters and brothers every day. Jiang Liu actually felt that she was here, and her previous life was just a dream.

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