The bullet that stopped and then bounced back, and the evil smile of this woman, it was so thrilling and scary.
This is simply not something a normal person can do.
It must be some kind of monster or ghost, yes, it must be that!
Everyone was avoiding her. Even if they were seriously injured, they were afraid of being touched by even a corner of her clothes.
Only Zhou Yuanming refused to believe it. When Tu Qingyu reached the entrance of the alley, he moved over slowly and picked up the gun he had just dropped because of the pain.
He slightly raised his upper body, aimed at Tu Qingyu's hind legs, and pulled the trigger, "Bang!"
"ah--!"
The bullet ricocheted and the screams rang out again.
It wasn't just Zhou Yuanming's screams, it also included his subordinates who witnessed the bullet ricocheting off again.
They were terrified and screamed as they crawled back.
They all looked pale and sweaty, looking like they were possessed by ghosts.
Tu Qingyu didn't even look back, and just walked out of the alley leisurely.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew, lifting her skirt, and a withered yellow leaf fell and landed on her shoulder.
She raised her head slightly and looked at the white clouds in the sky. Well, the years are quiet and good.
If you ignore the screams of ghosts and wolves behind you.
"Qingyu! Are you, are you okay?!" When I turned the corner, I heard Dong Fengnian's shocked voice.
Tu Qingyu glanced over and saw the other person looking at him as if he had seen a ghost.
"Why? You really hope that something happens to me?"
"No, that's not what I meant." But with so many people on the other side, how did she escape?
Soon, his thoughts were occupied by the person in front of him.
Looking at her again, he still thought she was beautiful.
In the past, he didn't like old ideas, and didn't like everything old, including the wide cheongsams and wide inverted sleeves worn by women at that time.
He wanted to pursue everything new, which is why he was attracted to Liu Jiajia and fell in love with her.
But now looking at Tu Qingyu, he felt that the light blue embroidered dress with wide inverted sleeves on the other person was beautiful.
It’s really beautiful. The clothes make the person look good, and the person looks even better.
Just like the delicate orchid on the collar of her dress, it is a secluded orchid in the valley, isolated from the world.
"Qingyu, we..." He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but suddenly a man's deep voice came from behind him, "Qingyu!"
Then he saw that the person who had been expressionless in front of him just now, cold and aloof like the moon in the sky, had curved corners of his mouth and eyes.
The coldness disappeared, and there was gentleness, beauty and happiness in his eyes.
She ran towards the man, opened her arms and threw herself into his arms.
For a moment, he felt as if he had lost something very important.
What is it?
Is it Tu Qingyu?
However, the person he had been engaged to since childhood was Tu Qingyue.
"Why are you here?"
"Old Qian said you ran this way. I was afraid something might happen to you, so I came to look for you." He stopped the person, his eyes full of worry. "They said there were gunshots here just now. What's going on? Are you okay?"
"It's okay, look, I'm fine, aren't I?"
She turned around in front of Yi Zhiyuan, her skirt flying, and Dong Fengnian remembered her most beautiful look.
Yi Zhiyuan eventually found out about this matter, and he personally sent someone to escort Zhou Yuanming back.
He was injured so badly that Mrs. Zhou wanted to fight Yi Zhiyuan to the death.
For the sake of that batch of goods, Marshal Zhou had to keep quiet.
Madam Zhou got angry at Marshal Zhou, "Weapons, weapons! Why do you only care about weapons? Look at what your son has been beaten into!!"
Marshal Zhou: "He's been flirting with other women outside, and he's even finding women on Yi Zhiyuan. Who can he blame?
Weapons are of course important. Without them, how could I be a warlord? Don't you know what's going on outside right now?
If they attack us, we won’t even know how we died!"
The day after being seduced, Yi Zhiyuan took Tu Qingyu back to the Yi family mansion.
The old man was sitting in the hall, his eyes were not eyes and his nose was not a nose.
"Hmph, you still remember to come back?" He glanced at Tu Qingyu with murderous intent in his eyes.
It just so happened that Yi Zhiyuan easily caught this murderous intent.
His eyes darkened, "I still think it's better to live in my own home."
"Oh, now you know your own home is better to live in?" The old man slammed the table. "I'm telling you, there's no way I can live under the same roof with this woman."
After saying that, he smiled mockingly, "You really feel confident in bringing her back, and you're not afraid that I might do something."
"What can you do?" Yi Zhiyuan and Tu Qingyu sat down on the sofa, opposite the old man. "Don't forget, this Yi Mansion belongs to me. The Yi in Yi Mansion belongs to me, Yi Zhiyuan, and has nothing to do with you."
He reached out, took a small plate of snacks from the table and placed it in Tu Qingyu's hand, then said, "I've thought about this over the past few days. After all, I'm the Marshal. How can I live outside?"
The old man looked up at him and asked, "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean?" Yi Zhiyuan picked up another cup of tea, blew on it, and tested it himself to make sure it was not hot before handing it to Tu Qingyu. "What I mean is, since the old man doesn't want to live under the same roof with us, then please go back to the old house and live there."
The Yi family’s old house is far away and is not even in this province.
The old man widened his eyes, not knowing whether he was angry first at Yi Zhiyuan's way of serving tea or at him asking him to go back to the old house.
His chest heaved violently, "You want to drive me away?"
"Drive away? That's such a harsh word, I just want you to live out your days in peace."
"There's chaos and war outside, and you want me to go to another province to spend my remaining years?"
"That's right, old man, you are old now, and you are no longer like your youth.
How about this? I'll buy you a small house somewhere else, and everyone you know can go with you and take care of you. How about that?
"Don't even think about it! You unfilial son, how dare you be so disobedient to your father!"
"Do you think I dare?" He clapped his hands. "Come here, pack up the old man's things!"
"Adjutant!" the old man shouted hurriedly, "Come here, where is Adjutant Xu?!"
"Adjutant Xu is already waiting for you over there."
There is no doubt that an old man who is over fifty years old cannot possibly defeat his young, strong and powerful son.
Tu Qingyu even said without hesitation, "Sure enough, the air here is fresher."
"As long as you like it." Yi Zhiyuan laughed. "By the way, what kind of wedding do you want?"
Tu Qingyu: "A grand sedan chair carried by eight men, with a phoenix coronet and a gorgeous robe."
Yi Zhiyuan: "I guessed that you wouldn't like those foreign things. I have already had your Phoenix Bridal Cape prepared. Come, I will take you to see it."
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