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A soul-chasing insect had been held in his palm for several hours.
He loosened his palm and the soul-chasing insect fell to the ground.
He picked up his sword, stepped over the soul-chasing insect, and rushed out of the cave, taking the life of a soldier from the Ji family. However, he was also stabbed in the chest by the other party.
He fell to the ground, tilting his head to look around.
Among the people in this cave, there is a master who personally held his hand and taught him sword skills, and there are brothers who practiced sword with him.
He doesn't know whether he is right or wrong.
He closed his eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down, which were instantly washed away by the rain.
No one knew who he was, and no one knew what he did.
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It is also raining tonight in the distant Shangjing City.
Many people have different thoughts and find it difficult to fall asleep.
In the harem, the queen sat by the window, looking at the rain outside.
Twenty-three years passed in a flash. She had been guarding the throne of queen, working tirelessly day and night for her Li family and the crown prince.
She still couldn't fall asleep at night, so she sat in front of the window, watching the night scenery, the sunrise, and the wind and rain for many years.
From a head full of black hair to now half of it is white hair.
The most wonderful half of her life was wasted in this small harem.
If she could do it again, she would never leave the house that day.
In the imperial study, the emperor sat on the dragon throne and read through memorials.
The incense in the incense burner burned quietly. He was slightly absent-minded, thinking of Concubine Zhen and the Fifth Prince.
Outside the imperial palace, Ji Mansion.
Ji Mingxi didn't sleep either.
Ji Mingxi has always had a good sleep.
But for some reason, I couldn't fall asleep tonight. Maybe it was because the cup of tea I drank before bed was a little too strong.
He simply got up, put on his coat, took an oil-paper umbrella, and went for a walk in the rain.
Ji Mingxi first passed by the gate of his second brother Ji Minghao's courtyard.
This yard has not been occupied for more than two years. Minghao has been in the army and only goes home once every few years. He stays for only a few days and then leaves in a hurry.
Even during the few days when I was at home, I was always away, busy delivering things to each family...
Ji Mingxi sighed and continued to move forward.
This is the courtyard of the fifth brother. The fifth brother Mingyuan has never been good at talking to others since he was a child. He is always slow in doing things, often gets lost, and is often bullied by Mingyan.
Ming Yan.
Ji Mingxi looked towards Ji Mingyan's yard. This sixth brother was the most outgoing and carefree, and he liked strange and eccentric things. His parents were the most worried about him when they were alive.
Ming Shuang, on the other hand, is meticulous, thinks too much, and is always overthinking, so he is always busy.
It would be best if Ming Shuang and Ming Yan's personalities could be balanced.
Finally, Ji Mingxi stopped outside Ji Yunxi's yard.
Yunniang is the one who no one needs to worry about.
But it also makes Ji Mingxi feel the most distressed.
Yunniang has been sensible and intelligent since she was a child, and she has a very thorough understanding of things.
Sometimes when Ji Mingxi looked at Yunniang's eyes, he would wonder why such a little child, who was obviously loved by everyone at home, had such a cold and distant look in her eyes.
Too much wisdom will lead to harm.
Is this the price of precocity?
But sometimes, it is not good to see too clearly into things in this world.
And can you really see through it?
Ji Mingxi sighed again, walked around most of the Ji Mansion, and returned to the study.
The Ji Mansion, which was so bustling in the past, has become so deserted these days.
Ji Mingxi asked the servant to make a cup of tea, sat at the desk, ground the paper, picked up the pen, and began to copy the Buddhist scriptures stroke by stroke.
What he said to the Grand Secretary was true. Ji Mingxi copied Buddhist scriptures in order to pray for his younger siblings.
Pray for their safety outside and pray for their success.
As the eldest brother, he is not that capable and can only stay in Shangjing City, in this empty Ji Mansion, and pray for his younger brothers and sisters who are away.
Chapter 90 Yining
Qianmu Village outside Shangjing City.
The tailors at Dongyun Cloth Shop took turns to rest, and this day it was Qian Yixiu's turn.
Qian Yixiu did everything out of impulse, but she really liked tailoring.
Qian Yixiu loves beauty and new clothes. She can personally tailor her favorite clothes. She feels like she is living in a honey pot every day these days.
She could hardly remember her ex-husband or her mother-in-law.
Her clothes sold well in Dongyunli, and she received a good salary every month.
Qian Yixiu arrived home in the evening, carrying large and small bags.
I saw the snacks she bought and the new clothes she bought for her parents.
Aunt Qian couldn't help but nag: "You, you, just come back, why buy all this? I can make these snacks myself, and they don't cost money!"
Qian Yixiu took the mirror given to her by Miss Qinglian and looked at the beautiful pearl flowers on her headdress. She said, "That's different. This is a pastry from Zuixinlou. It's much better than what you make, mother!"
Old Man Qian smoked the cigarettes Qian Yixiu bought for him and couldn't help scolding, "Girl, if you have money, save it! How much can you have left if you spend it like this?"
Qian Yixiu thought for a moment, then took out a purse from her bosom and handed it to Aunt Qian: "Mom, this is for you."
Old Man Qian and Aunt Qian looked at each other.
Over the past decade, they have always given money to Qian Yixiu.
This was the first time Qian Yixiu sent money home.
Qian Yixiu was a little proud: "Every time you say I'm not as good as my brother. How about this time I gave more than him?"
Aunt Qian smiled helplessly. She put the money in her arms, thought for a moment and said, "Mom will keep it for you first."
Qian Yixiu didn't take it to heart. The family had dinner and went to bed soon after until it started raining outside.
The Qian family's small house was built by old man Qian himself by chopping wood and pasting the walls together. Over the past twenty years, it has been exposed to wind and sun, and it leaks when it rains.
Old Man Qian and Aunt Qian were light sleepers. When they heard the sound of rain, they climbed out of bed and placed several wooden basins over the leaking areas.
After putting it away, the couple no longer felt sleepy.
Drops of rain fell into the wooden basin, making a dripping sound.
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