C144 Yujue

"You only have one relative, what does that have to do with Young Master? The young master had made it very clear. The crimes your father committed, the heaps of which were great crimes. Think about whether you can survive. and you still dare to come here to stop young master. " Nannan said, looking at the guards behind her, "Why aren't you dragging her down?"

"Young Master Li …" Young Master Li. "

Yue Zhijun's screaming voice echoed in the courtyard.

Song Qingyu didn't even look at her as he walked past her. He went straight back. After reaching the backyard, they passed through a gate. Inside the gate were many guards. They surrounded the courtyard.

Song Qingyu raised his eyes to look at the door before stopping and pushing it open.

Ah Nan was stunned, she quickly explained to Song Qingyu: "Miss, this is the Ninth Prince's room. We are here. "

"I know. I'll go look for last night's Yu Jue. "

"But …" Nannan wrinkled her eyebrows as she wanted to say something but seeing how determined Song Qingyu was, she did not stop him.

Song Qingyu walked into the house, which had been swept clean since morning. It was as if Zuo Linyi knew he would leave in the morning. His timing was always accurate. In just one night, he had taken over all the armory of Dingbei King.

Thinking of the path he had taken last night, he walked up to the bed, but he did not discover anything. Song Qingyu frowned as he thought about it carefully.

Nannan followed after him with nothing to do as she looked around. She casually opened the drawer and saw an exquisite box inside. Nannan's eyes lit up, just what treasure was this?

Thinking about it, Zuo Linyi was also not here. Nannan silently said: "I just want to take a look and I will not touch it."

Nannan was emboldened as she rubbed her hands together and carefully opened them.

The moment he opened it, he was stunned.

"Young miss, young miss!"

Song Qing and Yu were deep in thought.

He quietly recalled his thoughts from last night.

"Last night, when I walked in like this and found Yue Zhijun, I took off my outer coat and gave it to her. "At that time …" Song Qingyu paused as he recalled, "I seem to have left Yu Jue on the bed. Did Yue Zhijun pick it up? "

"Young miss, young miss!"

When her clothes were tugged by Nannan, Song Qingyu came back to reality and saw a delicate wooden box in Nannan's hands. Song Qingyu frowned and reprimanded, "Nannan, how can you casually look through this place?"

"My lady, I am sorry." Nannan lowered her head guiltily. She thought of something and passed the wooden box to Song Qingyu.

"Miss, is this your jade bracelet? That day, I saw the person who saved you wearing it, and the person who saved you was the ninth prince. Now that he saw it, it looked even more familiar. Wasn't this Miss's jade bracelet? "The ninth prince has actually been keeping them all this time."

Song Qingyu's eyes focused as he caught the box and took out the jade bracelet that was glowing with a faint blue light, "It is indeed my bracelet. That day... "I was delirious and accidentally left behind a jade bracelet. A jade bracelet is also not something valuable, I didn't expect Zuo Linyi to really keep it."

Song Qing Yu said as he placed the bracelet on his hand.

"Miss, didn't you give it to the ninth prince as a gift, why did you put it on again?"

"It's just a bracelet. He doesn't need it. It's just giving it to him again." Song Qing Yu said as he put on the bracelet and turned to look at Nan Nan with a stern face, "Also, you must not be so reckless in the future and not follow the rules. Whether this is the ninth prince's room or someone else's room, these kinds of actions are against the rules. "

This was the first time Song Qingyu had been so serious with her. She looked at him and nodded in embarrassment, "Miss, I understand."

"Alright, it's good that you know you're wrong. You must remember this from now on. Go back and find out where Yue Zhijun is staying. I suspect that the Ninth Prince's jade pendant has been picked up by her. "

Nannan looked up at Song Qingyu in confusion and nodded her head seriously, "Miss, I will do it."

Nannan asked around and found out that Yue Zhijun was staying in the west wing in the backyard.

Song Qingyu did not hesitate and immediately paid a visit under the guidance of the attendant.

After the incident with the Yue Clan, everyone in the Yue Clan was trapped in the Yue Clan Residence. The servants and maids who did not know what had happened were hiding in their rooms, not daring to come out. Unlike Song Qing and Yu's courtyard, the west wing was extremely quiet, with the exception of the four guards guarding the door. The doors and windows were tightly shut, and no one else could be seen.

Song Qingyu walked up to the gate and the guards bowed to her.

Yue Zhijun lived in an elegant garden. After entering, there was only a red maple tree standing tall and straight in front of them.

Nannan first took a step forward and knocked on the door.

"Miss Yue, are you there?"

When Nannan spoke, there was a sudden rumble from inside. Something hit the counter.

Ah Nan heard it and felt strange, she turned to look at Song Qingyu, "Young miss, what is going on?" There seemed to be movement inside. But no one opens the door. "

When Song Qingyu heard this, he stepped forward and pushed the door open. He realized that the door was locked. He could only heavily knock on the door, "Miss Yue, Miss Yue!" Song Qing and Yu called a few times. There was no sound from inside.

Song Qingyu clenched his fist and said in a low voice, "Nannan, get out of the way."

Nannan immediately obediently stepped aside.

Song Qingyu leaned sideways and crashed into the door with a bang. At the same time that Song Qing and Yu crashed into each other, Nan Nan's voice was scared witless as she opened her eyes wide and pointed in front of her. "Miss Yue …"

Song Qing Yu was stunned and looked over in panic. Yue Zhijun had kicked over the bench and hung it with a white ribbon.

Song Qingyu quickly took out his dagger and threw it towards the incoming attack.

With a ripping sound, when the white silk broke, Song Qingyu steadily caught Yue Zhijun. At the same time, he checked his surroundings, "There's no breathing, only a weak heartbeat."

Song Qingyu immediately pressed down on her chest regularly, and then pressed down on one of her men.

Yue Zhijun's face turned pale. In a split-second, she let out a violent cough.

"Lady Yue is awake!" Nannan was shocked.

Yue Zhijun opened her eyes weakly, looking at him blankly, "Where is this place? Young Master Li? "

Song Qingyu did not look at her and just looked at Ah Nan, "Ah Nan, help Miss Yue to rest on the bed."

When Yue Zhijun heard him, she suddenly came to her senses and hurriedly pulled away from the two, "No, you don't need to worry about me. It's good that I'm dead." My mother is dead, my father is locked up, and all the maids and servants of the house avoid me like a plague. I really can't imagine what use is there for me to live beyond being a hindrance? It would be better for me to go down early to accompany my mother. "

While Yue Zhijun was struggling, Song Qingyu firmly held her down.

"All of you go, go away."

"Miss Yue, the final verdict of the imperial government has yet to be announced. Do you think you can solve everything once you die? So you've lived until now, given birth to you, raised your mother, and died just like that? "What face do you have to see your mother?"

Yue Zhijun was stunned. Sitting on the ground, I curled up into a ball, "My father killed so many people. I shouldn't have lived at all. I... "I don't know."

"You are you and your father is your father. Get up and start over. As long as we are alive, maybe after tomorrow, we will encounter some good things. "

Hearing that, Yue Zhijun's gaze turned soft as she hugged her and buried her head in her hands.

Nannan looked at Yue Zhijun's dying look and raised her voice disdainfully, "If you die, there's nothing left. You're only so old and have your own beautiful future. Even if he survived, it was still better than dying. When the flowers bloom, the next year will be the same as new life. "

As Yue Zhijun listened, she sobbed a few times. Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at Song Qingyu, carefully pulling his sleeves, "Young Master Li, can I ask you for a favor?"