Chapter 139 No Reason Required

Fu Yi didn't come to Wei Yang to capture her.

When he first saw her in the courtyard, Fu Yi's momentary surprise could not be faked.

He must have his own things to do on this trip...how could he have so much time to bother with her?

——This is what Cheng Nianying originally thought.

"Come here, follow me." Fu Yi repeated calmly.

Cheng Nianying walked forward reluctantly, but did not put her hand on his palm.

Fu Yi's eyes passed over her head, and then he withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, showing a very good temper.

This scene was obviously beyond Cen Yaoxin's understanding.

She suppressed her surprise and made a "please" gesture. Then the group walked out of the Cen family's gate.

There were two carriages parked at the gate, the left one was gray and the right one was blue.

Cen Yao was eager to ask something, so she pointed to the blue carriageway and said, "Miss Xiaohe, please ride with me. There's no mistress in charge of the old house, and I don't know if the servants have neglected you. I want to have a private conversation with you."

These words are dignified and impeccable.

But Fu Yi still glanced over and smiled gently: "Miss Cen, she is riding with me."

Cen Yaoxin didn't bother to think about it and said happily, "Okay."

The snow on the ground had been shoveled, and the carriage rolled over the wet soil and drove down the mountain.

Cheng Nianying leaned against the car wall, turned her face to the swaying curtains, and said nothing.

Fu Yi seemed like two different people today and yesterday. He calmly raised his hand to make tea and placed a cup in front of Cheng Nianying.

Cheng Nianying hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the cup of tea.

She was indeed the type who would give in to soft words and not to hard ones. Fu Yi stared at her, also raising his cup and taking a sip, neither too deep nor too shallow, which just happened to cover up his deep expression at the moment.

"Where are we going?" Cheng Nianying asked.

You can't just take her back to Yujing, right?

"To the street."

A faint noise was approaching.

Even though the weather gets colder, the streets are still bustling with life.

Cheng Nianying lifted a corner of the curtain and saw that the road was becoming more and more familiar, and finally it stopped at... the place where she had rented before!

Cheng Nianying suddenly turned her head and looked at Fu Yi.

Fu Yi stood up and stretched out his hand to hold the curtain for her, as if he was framing Cheng Nianying in his arms.

"Aren't I here to help you find the things you lost?" Fu Yi said lightly.

Cheng Nianying leaned back and put some distance between them. "I've already found the missing part from a neighbor's house. If I go there again, I'm afraid I won't be able to dig anything out."

Fu Yi remained motionless: "Can't you dig anything out of them?"

Cheng Nianying felt him getting closer and closer, so she immediately slipped out from under his arm and jumped off the carriage first.

Fu Yi in the carriage pinched his hand bones and closed his eyes before he regained his composure.

At that moment, a maidservant on another carriage poked her head out and asked, "Why are you here? Isn't Ping'an Lane where those poor families live?"

The maid frowned as she spoke: "Don't let those vulgar people offend the young lady and the prince."

Cen Yao was also confused, she said: "It was the order of the prince."

Her original intention was to take Prince Danshuo to the busiest place in the market, where there was a silk flower exhibition.

Cen Yaoxin followed him down from the carriage. Before she could even stand, she heard someone yelling, "Get out! What the hell are you doing?"

When Cheng Nianying got closer, she found that six or seven people had gathered outside the small courtyard where she used to rent a house to watch the fun.

The expressions of these people were just as if they had just heard that the county magistrate had been frightened to death.

They find it fresh and fun.

Cheng Nianying frowned and walked over to push the person away.

"What are you pushing for?" The person in front turned around impatiently, but when he saw that it was a beauty, he stopped talking.

But why does this girl look familiar? The man smacked his lips.

Before he could figure it out, Cheng Nianying had already arrived at the gate of the courtyard.

The door of the room she used to live in was wide open. Standing at the door was a little girl about seven years old with two buns on her head. She was sobbing and crying, "I didn't lie, mother, I didn't lie..."

It turned out that after Cheng Nianying was taken away, this place was immediately rented to a mother and daughter.

Cheng Nianying turned her gaze and saw the little girl's mother.

The woman's bun had fallen apart, and a brown shirt hung loosely around her body. She sat on the ground in a panic and grabbed her neighbor Ge Lang's leg: "She didn't lie, did you hear? Give it back to me!"

"Give me back my things!"

Ge Lang had earlier knocked Cheng Nianying's shoulder out of alignment, and then kicked him in the chest, leaving him with a throbbing pain every time he breathed. So even though Cheng Nianying had been taken away, his life wasn't easy.

When the body hurts, it is inevitable that the temper will become worse.

If he had said that when Cheng Nianying came to ask about it, he had still managed to act like a decent person. But now, facing this woman, he didn't even pretend.

He pointed at the woman with a vicious look and threatened: "Since you keep pestering me like this, I'll have to ask the police to arrest you. Your daughter will either be sold to a brothel or starve to death..."

These words brought back distant memories for Cheng Nianying.

A long time ago, when she was in the building, she had wondered whether her biological parents had let her join the killer organization out of helplessness.

Now that she has met Chu Zhen, she knows that this is not the case.

But now it fits her past delusion exactly.

Cheng Nianying stepped into the yard.

The woman was still crying, not noticing her: "No! No!"

The woman was so angry that she was shaking: "Give it back to me... just give me some of it. Give me back my late husband's belongings..."

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? I told you, what does it have to do with us if your things are lost?"

Ge Lang was about to leave when he heard the crisp voice of a girl behind him.

"Aren't they locals?"

"What?" Ge Lang turned around and saw Cheng Nianying. His pupils shrank and he instinctively took a half step back, his chest beating again.

pain.

It hurts!

"It's you...how did you get out?" Ge Lang couldn't hide his fear.

The woman suddenly woke up from her dream and emphasized in a trembling voice: "That's right, that's right! We are not strangers, why are you treating us like this?"

Ge Lang touched his chest, barely suppressing his shock, and turned back and said viciously: "You married from outside, so you are a stranger!"

The woman reached out to pull her daughter: "Youyue, Youyue is my late husband's blood, she must be a local, right?"

Ge Lang took pleasure from her angry expression.

It's still as easy for him to manipulate others as ever!

Suddenly, my fear of Cheng Nianying disappeared by a third.

He straightened his back and stared at Cheng Nianying, as if he was looking at her on purpose.

"If it's really your husband's blood, why did you and your daughter end up living here? Who knows where this bastard came from?"

Cheng Nianying's finger bones crackled and she raised her hand suddenly, but was grabbed from behind.

Fu Yi came behind her without her knowing when.

"Don't move."

The yard suddenly became quiet, and everyone instinctively focused their eyes on Fu Yi.

She was dressed in gorgeous clothes, sparkling with a jade crown, and had an aura of elegance and splendor... It made the onlookers' hearts tremble instinctively.

Ge Lang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again: "Yes, this young master is right, don't move, if you move again, I'm afraid you will end up with him..."

Fu Yi casually drew a knife from the guard's waist and thrust it forward.

"Puchi——" It went into Ge Lang's waist and abdomen.

Ge Lang stared in disbelief, unable to even utter a cry.

Fu Yi took advantage of the situation and gently pinched Cheng Nianying's wrist twice and said, "It's not easy to get your identity certificate. It doesn't make sense to kill someone."

"I kill people, no reason is needed."

As he spoke, he did not draw his knife, but twisted his wrist and stirred Ge Lang's abdomen.

Ge Lang's throat gurgled, blood spurted out of his mouth, and then he fell to the ground with a bang, his whole body twitching, but he just couldn't breathe anymore.

The people around them suddenly woke up: "Murder, murder!"

"He killed the only son of the old Ge family!"

Cen Yaoxin took a deep breath and withdrew her gaze from Fu Yi in shock.

She was not mistaken.

She had felt since her time in the Imperial Capital that Prince Danshuo was no gentle man. Beneath his skin lay a demon.

However, Cen Yaoxin never expected that the Prince of Danshuo, who had been indifferent to her, would actually take action for a little girl in Weiyang.

At this time, only a "swish" sound was heard.

That was the sound of the guards drawing their swords, which immediately shocked the shouting people.

They looked at this side with fear and shrinking: "He, he is a foreigner..."

"I've never seen it before."

"How can a foreigner act so recklessly in Weiyang?"

"We should, we should report it to the police! The county lieutenant will definitely arrest him."

Cheng Nianying listened to their conversation and suddenly felt like laughing.

She pursed her lips and smiled slightly.

Well, the people here are much more annoying than Fu Yi.

"Call the police?" Cen Yaoxin interrupted, "No need."

Fu Yi threw the knife back to the guard, turned his head, and a drop of blood splattered on his brow.

The more gentle his eyes and brows were in the past, the more sinister they looked now that they were stained with blood.

He smiled and said, "How can I not report it? I should report it. I am about to meet the county magistrate here."

Cen Yaoxin swallowed the sound back.

As a member of the Cen family, she certainly didn't want to get involved with the county government. But she couldn't disobey Fu Yi.

"Okay, I'll ask Second Uncle to come over as well." Cen Yaoxin immediately winked and told his followers, "Go back and pass on the message."

How could Ge Lang's wife and son sit still after hearing the noise outside?

They thought that Ge Lang had lost his temper again and accidentally killed someone.

When he came out, he saw Ge Lang lying in a pool of blood.

"Ah!" Ge Lang's wife screamed and fainted on the spot.

His two sons glared at Cheng Nianying with disgust: "It's you again! You, you evil woman!"

Fu Yi then let go of Cheng Nianying's wrist, walked slowly closer, kicked one of them to the ground, and rolled over them with the tip of his shoe, but the blood was not wiped away, but only scratched.

Fu Yi couldn't help but frown slightly.

The people watching were horrified.