During the few days when Qin Wuyan was in a high fever and comatose, Wenzhu was ordered by Zhuang Qingyun to search secretly with his guards. He searched almost all the beggars on this street, but he never found the man who hit the carriage that day. the beggar...

According to his speculation, the beggar was either dead or was taken away.

And it is more likely to be taken away by someone. If you are dead, you can still find the corpse. If there is no corpse, how can a beggar who has fallen into such a situation do it by himself?

The ruined face, Qiqi's severed ten fingers, and the pulled out tongue clearly showed that all of these were artificially abused...

Although Wenzhu didn't understand why the commander asked him to find that person, but seeing the attitudes of Qin Wuyan and Zhuang Xiaoyu, he guessed that they were almost inseparable.

This person is probably the young master of the dealer.

Bringing Zhuang Xiaoyu out today really proved this point.

Wenzhu's heart is broken, Madam is giving it a go, I don't know what the consequences will be if the commander finds out.

Yu Sui shook off Wen Zhu's hand: "If you are really worried about our eldest lady, then quickly send someone to help find the beggar you bumped into last time, so that our eldest lady will not shout hoarsely."

The shops in the market were half closed, and the carriages went back and forth.

An inconspicuous carriage was parked in the corner, the curtain was opened a thin slit, and the gorgeously dressed woman inside had red lips. Hearing the hoarse shout, a satisfied smile appeared on her stunning face, and kicked He kicked the man kneeling at his feet: "Did you hear your sister's shout?"

One of the man's eyes was gouged out, and tears of blood flowed from the hole.

Through the gap of the opened curtain, the other eye can see the figure of Zhuang Xiaoyu running back and forth in the snow. The woman is slender and thin, wearing a fox-fur cape and covering her face with a veil. The hood on his head fell off and fell into the dirty snow water.

Yu Sui followed her, and together with her, she checked the faces of those beggars hiding in the leeward corners. Those beggars had never seen such a scene before, but any well-dressed lady would avoid these people. Being scrutinized by two luxuriously dressed women, one by one seemed to be grabbing at straws, some tore at the hem of their clothes, some even recognized the broken jade, and grabbed the broken bowl to ask them to donate some money and food.

There are also some who are already dependent on the two of them, hugging their legs and begging them to take them home.

If the guards behind him hadn't pulled out the long sword of the priest's mansion, the cold light flashed in the eyes of these beggars, these beggars didn't know what they would do.

Zhuang Minghao looked at the younger sister he once held in his hand, but she had fallen to such a point for himself, wishing to bite his tongue and kill himself, but unfortunately he didn't even have a tongue now, let alone the ability to commit suicide.

He turned into a mass of soft meat to be manipulated by others, and was treated like an animal by Min Huizhu, a witch, who witnessed the collapse of the bank from the top prosperity overnight, and the family was ruined.

He never expected that Zhuang Xiaoyu would recognize him that day. He thought that after Zhuang Xiaoyu was frightened by him and ran away in a hurry, it would be impossible for him to think of himself again.

Unexpectedly...

Blood and tears gushed out of Zhuang Minghao's eyes, he wanted to scream out loud, he wanted to tell Zhuang Xiaoyu that he was here, he wanted to tell Zhuang Xiaoyu not to look any further, he wanted to tell Zhuang Xiaoyu not to trust Qin Wuyan, not to trust Zhuang Qingyun... ....

But his mouth was blocked and he couldn't make any sound.