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When they arrived, Jiang Yu let him off the carriage. Luckily, he stayed for a while and told him to go to the mansion. However, Bu Yuntian was still cautious and didn't agree. After hearing his words, she went to look for a famous doctor in the city to recuperate from her injuries.

Only after arriving at the city did he realize that the refugees he had encountered along the way had all gathered at the center of the city. If he asked around, he would only find out that there was a benevolent man in the city. Every day, he would place some porridge in front of the mansion's entrance so that the local citizens or the victims from outside the city wouldn't starve to death.

Bu Yuntian asked for directions to the porridge restaurant so he could pay a visit. He was indeed very interested in this kind of good person.

When Bu Yuntian arrived, he realized that the person who helped the victims was the person who rescued him by Li Ta. He felt that the two of them were destined and didn't suspect anything. Whatever he said, Bu Yuntian believed him.

This was the reason why he would go to the Imperial Palace to assassinate Mo Gu Han later on.

When Bu Yuntian came out of his memories, the air was completely devoid of that warm feeling of wetness and was filled with a cold wave. He didn't go explore the river nor did he die. He turned around and left the Jiang manor.

He suddenly remembered one time when he had pushed open the door without waiting for his notice. He had seen another thirty-something minister talking to him, and once he had entered, neither of them spoke. When he thought of this, Jiang Feng had already wanted to hide it from him. He had thought that he was truly a good person.

The scenery around him quickly shifted backwards. Bu Yuntian had no way to vent the frustration in his heart. He could only quickly jump on the rooftop and rub the air to find a trace of coldness.

Jiang Yu lay unconscious in the lobby. All the money he had spent on his life had been taken away by his concubine, his wife, and the servants of the Jiang manor, because before him, the servants had been unhappy with his stinginess and oppression, causing Jiang to bleed profusely in the lobby and be left alone with his body and an empty shell of the Jiang manor.

On this day, when everyone had started working and a new batch of disaster victims had gathered in front of the Jiang manor's entrance to prepare the porridge, it was a long time before anyone came out and opened the heavy wooden door.

By the time a few strong young men with good intentions barged in, it was already empty except for a large pool of blood in the lobby. There wasn't even anything of value, and the once wealthy Jiang had just disappeared.

Some people were lamenting how the Jiang manor had become like this overnight, and some people were even saying that there was no good news for good people. They truly believed that Jiang Yu had been killed by bandits, and then they took his money.

No one had noticed that a figure clad in blue had stopped in front of the Jiang manor doors. It stood there for a while before disappearing.

On the other hand, the situation was the complete opposite. A group of people gathered around the notice, and a literate old man moved closer to the paper. Pet the consort and... On... Gong Lost... If you see it and write it down, you can receive it … It means a lot of money. "

Only after he finished reading did he leave those densely packed words and move onto the portrait. He rubbed his sparsely graying beard and praised, "Handsome young man, what a great Imperial Concubine Gu. To be able to see her face, how beautiful can she be?"