Chapter 70 Ming Dynasty, are you in pain?

Is the old lady at home sick?

No, Aunt Feng is lying.

In an instant, Lu Mingchao seemed to have thought of something, and the blood drained from his face, turning horribly pale.

Lu Mingchao only felt that the whistling cold wind suddenly became quick and chilly, and waves of chills ran down her spine, making her feel cold involuntarily.

"How is Feng Jinyu?"

Lu Mingchao suppressed the chill in his heart and asked stubbornly.

Aunt Feng's heart skipped a beat and she slapped Lu Mingchao's hand away, "What nonsense are you talking about, kid?"

"Xie boy, it's getting late, take your wife and children home."

After she finished speaking, Aunt Feng quickened her pace.

"I have some healing medicine for abscesses that I brought back from the capital. It can relieve pain, stop bleeding, and prevent abscesses." Lu Mingchao heard his own voice shattered in the cold wind.

Aunt Feng stopped abruptly and asked tremblingly, "Really?"

She was jealous of her mother-in-law's favoritism towards her younger sister-in-law, and often felt that her rude sister-in-law was annoying, but she had never thought of watching her younger sister-in-law die.

Besides, she was the only one who accompanied her sister-in-law to see the old scholar. The old scholar was good for nothing except his academic title.

When my sister-in-law got married, she was jumping into a fire pit and her life was ruined.

Lu Mingchao found two bottles of hemostatic powder and a roll of medical gauze bandage from the pharmacy in the Space Supermarket and handed them over.

"Auntie, go back first."

"I asked Xie Yan to borrow a donkey cart."

"Thank you very much, thank you very much. I'll leave it to you and Xie Yan. Hurry up, hurry up. Auntie will remember your kindness." Auntie Feng took the medicine bottle and gauze and hurried home.

Human life was at stake, so Xie Yan did not delay. After giving a few instructions, he hurried to the old village chief's house.

"Mother, didn't Feng Jinyu slander you?" Xie Huaiqian's delicate brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he didn't understand Lu Mingchao's deep-seated anxiety.

Lu Mingchao held Xie Jingyi in his arms, his face looking like he was crying and laughing at the same time. "Yes, she slandered me."

"Repaying evil with kindness is never my mother's character."

"My mother forgave her because she still had a conscience. Although the scale in her heart was sometimes biased, it was still there."

She wanted to save Feng Jinyu who was standing outside the old village chief's courtyard.

She wanted to save Feng Jinyu, who was hiding in her cloak, laughing and cursing.

She wanted to save Feng Jinyu, who tilted his head and asked her cautiously whether she wanted to make peace or not.

"If there are old grudges, they can be resolved."

"In the face of life and death, mother cannot stand by and watch someone die."

The night was pitch black, and she couldn't see clearly how much blood was on Aunt Feng's body, which was why it took her so long to disappear in the night wind.

I just hope that there is still hope, that it can still be saved.

Old Lady Feng favored Feng Jinyu for more than ten years, which made Feng Jinyu develop a fierce and courageous character.

Now, I want to wipe out this boldness and courage with my own hands.

Xie Huai frowned, not quite understanding, and could only repeat these words over and over in his mind.

Lu Mingchao brought the children back home, coaxed Xie Jingyi to sleep, and leaned against the window, waiting for Xie Yan to return.

She knew clearly that the Feng family deliberately concealed Feng Jinyu's suicide.

But she also knew that she couldn't hide it.

The neighbors around could not keep secret any movement, let alone something as serious as seeking death.

Who knows, at this moment, the Feng family’s yard is already full of people.

How should Feng Jinyu deal with himself in the future?

Lu Mingchao looked a little irritated and pulled out a plum blossom petal in the vase, twisted it on his fingertips, and kept rubbing it.

As the night deepened, the quiet courtyard was finally filled with the sound of familiar footsteps.

Lu Mingchao hurriedly opened the door and welcomed Xie Yan in.

Xie Yan took off his outer robe and said in a low voice, "Feng Jinyu committed suicide by hitting his head against the wall."

"Is it serious?" Lu Mingchao was not too surprised.

Xie Yan held Lu Mingchao and sat down on the edge of the bed. "The wound was very big and the blood was all over the floor."

"Auntie Feng used the golden abscess medicine you gave her to temporarily stop her bleeding. Now the Feng family has sent her to the town's hospital."

"Without your golden medicine, she would have bled to death."

Xie Yan was no longer surprised by bloodshed.

However, when he saw the wound on Feng Jinyu's forehead, his mind vaguely thought of the Ming Dynasty.

Xie Yan raised his hand and stroked Lu Mingchao's forehead with his fingertips.

"Ming Chao, are you in pain?"

After knowing that his identity as the fake daughter of the Ming Dynasty was made public, he was forced to hit his head against the wall and try to die just to stay in the Yongning Marquis' Mansion.

After Lu Yao reminded him to beware of Gu Huai, he took advantage of the time to prepare for the wedding to find out the past of the Ming Dynasty clearly.

Lu Mingchao's expression froze slightly. The cold touch made her feel a little at a loss.

"Of course it hurts."

"Ah Yan, after that collision, I will never be the same again."

Xie Yan's eyes flickered slightly, as if he understood, but also as if he didn't understand.

He only knew that the legends about the Ming Dynasty were not as good as his.

"In the Ming Dynasty, I will give you greater wealth than the Yongning Marquisate." Xie Yan threw the ground with a sound.

Lu Mingchao smiled and said, "Then I'll be waiting."

"But be careful. I don't want to be rich in the end."

Although it is tempting to live a life of endless solitude while enjoying wealth and glory, she still wishes to thank Yan for a long life.

That night, Lu Mingchao was worried about Feng Jinyu's life and death, and he did not sleep well.

Sun Zhiye is also unsteady.

The thick stack of papers in Sun Zhiye's hand recorded in detail the many evil deeds that the second young master Sun had committed over the years. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were too numerous to list.

The dim candlelight flickered in the breeze, casting a frightening blood-red light and shadow on the words on the paper.

As he turned the pages, Sun Zhiye's brows furrowed more and more.

It was as if a pot of oil was poured onto a blazing fire, burning him so much that he wanted to overturn the table in front of him to release his inner anxiety and anger.

Idiot!

Idiot!

Sun Zhiye was so angry that he slammed his hand on the table.

For a moment, Sun Zhiye couldn't tell whether he was angry at his brother for committing a crime or at his brother for acting so frankly and unconcealedly.

Sun Zhiye closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, looking quite tired. After a long while, he took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you learned everything about the situation in Changxi Village?"

"In reply to the eldest master, the daughter of the Lu family was engaged to a hunter named Xie. After the fake daughter of the Marquis's mansion returned to her hometown to recognize her relatives, she volunteered to arrange the marriage."

Sun Zhiye: ???

I didn't understand and was shocked.

A startled glance outside the court revealed that the hunter was indeed an extraordinary man.

However, this is not the reason why Lu Mingchao, who grew up in a luxurious environment, would willingly marry a hunter, right?

"You continue."

"Before the Lu family's daughter got married, a luxurious carriage entered Changxi Village. It was said that it was a visitor from the capital, coming to visit Lu Mingchao."

"The villagers who attended the wedding banquet said that the girl's surname was Gu."

Sun Zhiye pondered, this means that Lu Mingchao does have connection with the nobles in Shangjing City.

Then he has to consider this matter more carefully.

I don't know when the deputy he sent to the capital will be able to bring back news.

What can I do without you?