C22

"Father, are you sure you don't want to pursue this matter?" In the study room, Soong Jinyu looked at Prefectural Governor Soong with disappointment.

"I am not only your father, but I am also a thorn in the history of Liuzhou City. If this matter spreads out, will Soong Family still have any face left? "

"Is that so? The comfort of a daughter cannot compare to the comfort of a father's voice. "

"Her sister-in-law has been treated harshly by her at home. Her daughter has been secretly murdered one after another when she returned home." Jinyu's eyes were filled with tears.

At this moment, she suddenly knew why the Second Madam was being so rampant.

"Jinyu, I just feel that you guys are doing very well. The second house has already been chased out!" Soong Qinzhou pinched his forehead with a slight headache.

"Alright!" All those bandits were sent to the prison. "

"So, are you satisfied?"

Jinyu was not only disappointed, but also sad.

On the way back to the yard from the study, he went back to his room without even wanting to eat.

He wanted to comfort her, but she kept him outside the house.

Jinyu urged her to quickly pack up and return back to the Tianmen Mountain.

She no longer needed to worry about her family's matters. She wanted to be the hero of the Heaven Gate, not to be a lady of the Shangguan family.

Tears fell from his eyes as he thought and thought.

At the age of six, the scenes of his mother's death began to unfold one by one.

His father was drunk every day, his second sister-in-law was in charge, and his brother had been sent to the barracks. She was bullied by Soong Wangqiu at home until she didn't even have a single piece of good clothes. It was only when Tianmen Mountain Sect Master took him away did Father come back to his senses!

In those days, Jinyu saw through the so-called family members. When she had just arrived at the Tianmen Mountain, she wasn't even willing to say a single word.

Now she grew up and came home. Although it was much better than before, it was also much stronger.

But he still couldn't get his father's protection. it was even worse than her master on Tianmen Mountain.

Her tears dripped down one by one, soaking the quilt wet.

A pair of hands suddenly rested on her shoulders and a handkerchief was handed to her.

"Didn't I tell you not to come in?" Jinyu's eyes were red and she cried.

"Even you are bullying me!"

"Who dares to bully you?" A pleasant male voice interrupted Jinyu's words.

Focusing and looking, it was actually silver-faced young master.

"Do you think you can go into my room as you please?"

"On the roof, I heard you crying your heart out. "Come down and look at you." The man said gently, his gaze landing on Jinyu's red and swollen eyes.

He couldn't help but touch it with his hand.

"Is the cigarette I gave you a decoration? You won't be able to use it even once! "

Jinyu brushed away his hand, and turned to leave.

"I had forgotten about it long ago!"

"Forget it!" The man suddenly rushed forward and grabbed Jinyu's hand, pulling her into his embrace. His movements were smooth and gentle, yet also gentle and emotional.

"You!"

The cold silver touch on Jinyu's head made her panic. A comforting voice rang in his ears, "I promise you that I will never fail you in this life."

"But some ghosts and monsters, are worth your tears?"

"When the sun rises tomorrow, I will return you justice, how about that?"

The man's overbearing tone of voice carried an unquestionable tone, causing Jinyu to forget his bashfulness.

Only a small mark was left in his heart.

"This is my housework, so I won't trouble you!"

"I'm not crying because of them." Jinyu calmed down and pushed the silver-faced young master away.

"I just miss my mother." Soong Jinyu walked to the outer room and pushed open the door.

"Also, please head towards the back." Normally, Jinyu hated to see Soong Wangqiu cry the most, but now, she was crying.

[This girl really doesn't recognize anyone!]

The masked guy only smiled, but didn't move.

"I thought you were sad for some man." Was she doing it for the bastard Hee Family?

"What a joke!" Would I shed tears for a man? I'm not that bad. " This person was real, but his words made her forget her sadness.

The smile in silver-faced young master's eyes became wider and wider as he grabbed Jinyu's hand.

"What for?"

"Is that an arrow with sleeves?"

"I'll give it to you for self-defense. If you encounter any danger, I'll save your life." The man's voice was serious and did not allow for any rejection.

Her eyes flashed with a doting look, making Jinyu feel even more embarrassed. She knew it was worth a lot.

"Crack!"

Afraid that she would reject, silver-faced young master put it on her hands forcibly.

"You are truly overbearing!" silver-faced young master ignored Jinyu's resistance and helped her wipe the tears at the corner of her eyes.

"From now on, you are not allowed to cry."

After sending off the silver-faced young master, Jinyu's mood calmed down a lot. After packing up, he only needed to wait for tomorrow to go to the market to buy some dried food. Her specialties would have to leave her house.

On the morning of the second day, his Soong Mansion welcomed Lady He to his doorstep. The Xiang sent someone to invite Jinyu, but Jinyu rejected it after thinking about it.

Xiang looked troubled, but she could not stop Jinyu. She could only think of a way to discuss marriage matters with Madam He.

Madam He had thought that there was room for manoeuvre in her marriage with Song Hui, but Xiang's words had interrupted her.

"Madam He, that day in the monastery, it wasn't just the family business."

"Jinyu was praying for her mother in the monastery that day. When we returned home, of course, we chatted about the love between Young Master He and Little Sister Wangqiu."

"Ai!" Madam He sighed. She had no choice but to leave resentfully.