58. Sobbing

Su Zheng had already asked for permission to go to the scene of the crime outside Mingcheng City. On the way, he was sitting in Yun Zhihe's carriage. Her servant had always been Qingzhu. In order to keep Su Zheng in a proper position, he had to pretend to be a maid.

Under the guise of choosing a husband, it is reasonable to have a husband-servant, so the matter of choosing a husband is delayed.

Originally, the face was a little difficult to deal with, but Qingzhu was also considered a strange man. He actually knew the art of disguise. He just used the brush to draw two strokes, and the face was still the same person, but it seemed to have changed.

Su Zheng was originally a simple and handsome boy, with sparkling eyes when he looked up. Now he has become a charming and petite skinny horse, delicate and soft, and looks particularly pitiful.

I'm afraid it would take Su's father a long time to identify it.

Su Zheng was curled up in the carriage. In order to maintain his character, his round and small feet were exposed, his legs were intertwined, and his eyes were full of charm and ambiguity, which was particularly seductive.

But his eyes were still a little red, and there was a hint of worry at the end of his eyebrows.

Yun Zhihe paused, glanced away and no longer looked at his legs.

He was extremely distressed, but he didn't want to

Perhaps because the atmosphere in the carriage was silent, Su Zheng looked at Yun Zhihe and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Sister Yun... Zheng Zheng..."

"Um?"

Yun Zhihe responded and looked at him again. Su Zheng was curled up, wrapped in a blanket. It was cold in autumn and his toes were red from the cold.

"Clang...cold."

Yun Zhihe paused. Qingzhu chose such a dress in order to make the character similar. Unexpectedly, there was charcoal fire in the carriage, so it was still cold.

Qingzhu also had some considerations. This dress was charming but not too revealing. Although they were an orphan girl and a single boy, no one would seduce a woman right after their mother or sister passed away, right?

Although Qingzhu was unhappy that he and Yun Zhihe were in the same carriage, he suppressed the strangeness in his heart and seriously considered Su Zheng.

Yun Zhihe looked at Su Zheng's exposed toes, which were red from the cold. His little hands were also slightly cold. The blanket was too thin, so he still felt cold.

She took off her coat and handed it to Su Zheng to put on. Her warm body temperature immediately swept over the shivering Su Zheng.

Su Zheng shrank back, pursed his lips to feel the body temperature, and huddled his whole body into the outer coat.

He thought for a long time before he timidly asked, "Are you cold?"

She was still a little cold after taking off her outer layer of clothing, but she could just ask someone to get some clothes when the carriage stopped. Just as she was about to shake her head, Su Zheng moved forward slightly.

Hug her.

The outer coat transmitted the body temperature of both of them. Su Zheng was small, and he put his arms around her neck, then snuggled into Yun Zhihe's arms, his voice hoarse.

"Zheng Zheng...holding you, you won't be cold."

Perhaps at this moment she suddenly understood why Su Lin treated him so well. She could not tell that he was a mature young man who had just come of age. She could only see his soft, delicate nature and obedient dependence.

Yun Zhihe smiled. Although it was a little inappropriate for a girl to be alone with a boy, she remembered that Xuanyuan He was also so well-behaved and clingy, and she felt a little nostalgic.

She wanted to push him away, but when she thought about how he had just lost his mother and sister and was lacking love, she called him sister and became more protective of him, but still didn't use any strength and just let him hold her.

The two of them fell asleep in a daze. It was time to rest. Azhi wanted to go in and call Yun Zhihe, but saw Lou Zhi coming over.

Lou Zhi was dressed in black soft armor, with a waist belt embroidered with gold patterns wrapped around his ascetic waist. He looked sexy and cold, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, which attracted a lot of attention at a glance.

But the man looked at him strangely, cautiously with a mixture of contempt and fear.

After all... this man killed his wife with his own hands.

Lou Zhi didn't care at all. His face was calm, and his eyes were cold and unperturbed. Combined with the scar, it made people extremely scared.

He stopped Azhi from speaking, then lowered his head and knocked gently on the window.

Perhaps it was because it was rare for a man like him to be so gentle, Azhi's expression was a little strange.

Yun Zhihe heard the crisp knocking sound and woke up in a daze. Su Zheng was still nestled in her arms, and the body temperature transferred between the two was particularly warm.

Who doesn’t crave warmth in autumn?

She even didn't want to get up, but after hearing no response for a long time, Lou Zhi paused, then opened the curtain and looked inside.

He saw Yun Zhihe hugging the young man in his arms. The two seemed to be affectionate, with red gauze slender wrists, skin as white as cream, and clothes entangled.

Lou Zhi suddenly stopped moving.

He just maintained the action of lifting the curtain, his body stiff.

The autumn wind blew into the carriage, and Su Zheng let out a moan, frowning his brows, as if he was trapped in a nightmare and struggling in his dream.

Yun Zhihe had already woken up and met Shanglou's stagnant gaze.

She was also a little flustered. She gently pushed Su Zheng, wanting him to get up, but she didn't expect that Su Zheng was still in a nightmare, half asleep and half awake. He thought that the person holding him was going to leave, and sobbed.

"No... wu, don't..."

His voice was soft, charming, and hoarse, with the murmur of someone who had just woken up.

"Sister... wu..."

Lou Zhi’s fingertips curled up.

Yun Zhihe was also a little embarrassed, but he still spoke, "This is the servant of my family. He is very spoiled and has lost his manners."

Lou Zhi lowered his eyes, then closed the curtain and said no more.

He walked very fast, with big strides, his hand holding the sword was shaking violently, and he pursed his lips and refused to speak.

The people around him were frightened by the evil spirit on him, and dared not move forward. They could only murmur, "What's wrong with this male Yaksha?"

The people around looked at each other, speechless.

Su Zheng in his arms was still crying, sobbing, and frowning. Yun Zhihe no longer looked at Lou Zhi who had left, but frowned and comforted Su Zheng in his arms.

"Sister... wu...don't, mother..."

He dreamed of that day again. He was drowsy in the carriage. Suddenly, the horse neighed, and then there was the crisp sound of swords clashing.

Su Zheng suddenly woke up and got off the carriage in a panic. The man in black was fighting with the guards. Su Lin ran over, holding his injured abdomen and staggering to take him away.

Her hands were wet and covered in blood.

Hugging Su Zheng, the blood was so strong that Su Zheng was trembling with fear, but he still followed and ran for his life.

In the end... in the end, Su Lin comforted him and left to lure away the man in black.

His sister's back was resolute at that time, but Su Zheng could only curl up in the tree hole, covering his lips and crying.

"Su Zheng, Su Zheng?"

Yun Zhihe saw him crying in his dream, and called out with some concern. She reached out to wipe away his tears, her fingertips cold.

"call--"

Su Zheng suddenly woke up with tears in his eyes. Seeing Yun Zhihe's worried face, he suddenly buried his head in her arms and sobbed.

"Wuwu... Wuwu... Sister Yun..."

Yun Zhihe stroked his hair.

Perhaps it was his crying that got out, and Mother Cheng, who was attracted by Lou Zhi's departure, frowned and walked towards the carriage.

When she saw Yun Zhihe hugging a man whose face she couldn't see clearly but who had a nice figure, she thought she was playing with a man. Her expression suddenly turned bad, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Madam Yun, suppressing bandits is a major matter. I don't know how you, a young man, could behave like this. The people of Mingcheng are being harassed by bandits, and yet you are here, indulging in lust in broad daylight. I wonder where your former ladylike demeanor has gone?"

The two had long since fallen out after the Xuanyuan faction's corruption case. Yunmu's sworn brotherhood back then was just a show, and Queen Mother Cheng particularly disliked Yun Zhihe.

She had gained her honors on horseback in her early years, and was a top-notch military commander and warrior. To her, Yun Zhihe, who had never seen a battlefield, was just a young girl who only knew how to study.

Su Zheng's shoulders stiffened.

Yun Zhihe's palms were warm but strong. She supported the back of his head and let him bury his face in her arms.

"It's the junior's fault."

She lowered her eyes to admit her mistake, with the corners of her lips raised, still looking graceful.

Such words made Cheng Guomu feel like she had punched cotton.

She snorted coldly and left.

In the distance, Lou Zhi leaned against a tree, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and thought about what had just happened.

The charming and tender boy nestled in the woman's arms, sobbing, which was particularly pitiful.

Lou Zhi didn't know what to do. He was extremely depressed, and his trembling fingertips made it difficult for him to even hold the sword steady.

Servant... ?

Lou Zhi pursed his lips.

It's time to compare.

The young man's neck was slender and white, even Lou Zhi's rough skin could not compare to it.

That young man's wrists and ankles were slender and extremely soft, Lou Zhi couldn't compare to them——

He killed people like crazy, and even when the sticky blood splashed on his face, he never blinked, but continued to reap lives calmly.

Let the sword in your hand break someone's neck.

He was, as his mother said, a natural born killer.

Could he nestle in her arms like that young man?

……cannot.

Lou Zhi was an unlucky star. He killed his father when he was born, and then killed his wife with his own hands.

He still remembered how many times he stabbed Xiao Qinnan.

He can count them.

At that time, Xiao Qinnan was pressed down underneath. He raised the knife, and blood splattered on his expressionless face again and again. His eyes were calm as he felt the punctures and bloodstains one after another.

one time.

Two times.

Three times...

…

Xiao Qinniang was covered in blood, and then he stood up staggeringly, his body covered in blood from his own wounds and Xiao Qinniang's blood.

He walked out of the house calmly, and then heard the screams of the Xiao family's servants.

Each sound was sharp and piercing.

The knife in his hand also slipped, making a crisp falling sound.

What was it like then?

Lou Zhi narrowed his eyes, looked up at the sky and pondered the past.

The shadows of the trees above his head blocked the sunlight, and tiny spots of light shone on his face, dim and bright.

At that time, it was night... The moon shone gently on him with its radiance.

He looked at the Xiao family guards surrounding him, then raised his eyes to look at the moonlight, smiling stubbornly.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he closed his eyes in satisfaction.

Then the guards held him down and his face fell heavily to the ground.

His eyes were dark and calm. Then came the shackles, the screams, the embrace of the people, the trial by the government, the crazy cursing by the Xiao family, and Xiao Shiyilang's sharp fingertips scratching his face.

Draw a bloody mark.

He was like a dead ghost, speechless. When facing the trial of exile, he did not show any emotion. The people escorting him would tremble when they saw him.

He's a natural born killer...that's all.

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After Ling Jiarui was reborn, the first thing she did was to break off the engagement with her unfaithful fiancé.

Originally a lady from a wealthy family, she lost her former dignity and became spoiled and willful. Beautiful and slender, she became fascinated with martial arts and admired the disliked General Lou Xiaochuan.

During the hundreds of years of peace and prosperity, successive dynasties valued culture over military power.

Lou Xiaochuan was a brave and strong man, with a strong body and a tough frame. Unfortunately, his family had fallen into decline, and his salary was meager, leaving the Lou family on the verge of collapse.

Fortunately, the Ling family was wealthy enough to rival a country. Ling Jiarui spent a fortune and went to the poor General Lou to buy a contract and get married.

Ling Jiarui: "Master, will you take me to the training ground?"

General Lou: "This is a strategically important area, outsiders are not allowed to enter."

Ling Jiarui: "I heard the weapons are damaged, the shooting range is in disrepair, and the camp is leaking..."

General Lou, who was short of money, said: "The general's family members can enter."

Later, General Lou returned triumphantly from Beidi, covered in black blood and bones. The emperor generously rewarded him, but unexpectedly, he came to the Prince's tutor just to learn a few sad poems to please the little girl.

Little did he know that the deceased Bai Yueguang, whom he had been thinking about all the time, suddenly appeared in the Lou Mansion.

The Ling Mansion was rescued, and Ling Jiarui retired with her mission accomplished. She took out the divorce papers and said, "I wish you and my cousin a happy marriage."

General Lou's eyes were redder than those on the battlefield. He grabbed Ling Jiarui's arms with one hand and leaned over to push her down: "I won't allow it!"