After signing the contract, the men in black lured the debt collectors away and asked them to collect the money. Tong Yuanheng finally calmed down.

Ling Zhou led the male servants to repair the broken doors and windows, while the maids cleaned the bricks and tiles inside and outside the house.

After Mrs. Guihai finished signing, she remained silent and motionless. Even when Nanny Xue tried to wipe the blood on her face, she was violently brushed away. Her eyes were empty and her expression was desperate, as if she had suddenly aged dozens of years.

age.

There are two things in her life that she is most proud of. One is owning the seven-color clothing empire, Perfect Treasure Shop; the other is her son Guihai and Yueming, the head of the Treasure Shop. But now they have been destroyed by her own hands, costing more than a hundred ancestors.

Nian's foundation is simply an unbearable weight in life. It is really much more uncomfortable than killing her with a knife.

Now that things have happened, I finally have the time and energy to study how to visit Guihai Yueming in the Penal Department Prison again. After trying many methods with Lingzhou to no avail, I finally opened a gap in a little prison chief who was afraid of his wife. He is

When a man marries into a woman's family, he cannot openly take a concubine, but he is as lustful as his wife, so he secretly keeps a concubine outside.

I used this to threaten him. If he doesn't take me to meet Guihai Yueming, I will tell his wife about his wife's care for his wife. If he takes me to see Guihai Yueming, I will not only keep it a secret for him, but also give it to him.

100 gold coins as a reward. His monthly salary was only 5 gold coins, and 100 gold coins was his monthly salary for 2 years. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally nodded and agreed, and made an appointment with me to take me to see him when he was on night shift.

Return to the sea·moonlight.

It happened that he was supposed to be on duty the next day. In order to avoid being noticed, I wore a jailor's uniform and left him at midnight with prepared food, a change of clothes, wet towels, medicine for knife wounds and other things.

Sneak into the prison of the Ministry of Punishment quietly through the back door.

After five days, I finally saw Guihai Yueming again. When I saw through the fence the familiar figure covered in blood and mottled blood lying on the pile of rotten hay, it felt like it was a lifetime ago.

The cell leader opened the cell door for me and motioned for me to go in, "What do you want to do quickly? I'll be watching outside. If you hear coughing, come out quickly."

"Okay." I nodded, walked quickly to Guihai Yueming, squatted down and called softly, "Uncle, uncle..."

Guihai·Yue Ming did not respond, still lying motionless. The clothes on his body were almost completely torn to pieces, revealing numerous scars. The whip wound that was deep enough to show the bone was particularly horrifying. Although new flesh had grown, it was covered with scars.

It was pus and blood, red, yellow, and exuding a disgusting smell.

"Uncle, uncle, are you okay?" I worriedly stretched out my hand to test his breath. The warm feeling brushed my fingers, and I really felt relieved. When I took my hand back, I accidentally touched his forehead and the tip of my finger.

But it didn't feel right. When I pressed it, I felt a fever.

"Uncle, wake up quickly, take the medicine and then go to sleep..." Fortunately, in order to be prepared, I spent a lot of money to buy a lot of ready-made pills before coming here, one of which is for repelling and reducing fever.

Guihai·Yue Ming's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and she finally opened her eyes slowly, but her eyes were blank and confused. She stared at me with a child-like confusion for a long time before she murmured: "Sister-in-law?" She half-raised her body in disbelief,

He reached out and touched my face, "Am I dreaming..."

"No, it's not a dream..." I felt pain in my heart, and couldn't help but shed tears. The hot tears happened to drip on his fingertips, and the heat made him shrink his fingers sharply.

"You...are you serious?" He was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his finger to touch my face, but paused hesitantly.

I raised my hand and grabbed his hand, squeezed it hard, and said with a choked voice: "Of course it's true, does it hurt?"

He held my hand back, frowned his beautiful eyebrows, and said with a disappointed look on his face: "No, it doesn't hurt at all. It was indeed a dream..."

I burst into tears more quickly and sobbed: "Fool, that's because the wound on your body hurts so much that you can no longer feel the slight pain..."

His eyes gradually became clearer, and he suddenly let go of my hand as if on fire, looked around, and stammered: "Sister-in-law...sister-in-law? It's really you. Why are you dressed like this, and how did you get in?"

"The mountain man has his own clever plan." I shook my head proudly, wiped away my tears, took out the antipyretic medicine and a kettle, brought it to his chapped lips, and said, "Open your mouth and take the medicine."

He obediently swallowed the pills with his mouth open, and drank most of the bottle of water in one go like a shower of sweet rain. Only then did he really wake up, and his eyes returned to their usual gentleness and calmness, but they were a little less popular than when they were ignorant just now.

I opened the three-tiered food box I brought with me, took out the food first, and placed it in front of him, "Are you hungry? They are all your favorite dishes. You eat while I help you treat your wounds." Then I took out the wet food.

Keep towels, knife wound medicine, knives, scissors, etc. for later use.

"Thank you..." He looked at the food and smiled slightly: "Actually, I'm not too hungry. We also provide food here, one bun per meal. I eat it occasionally. It tastes pretty good."

I am not a person who loves to cry, but this sentence made me cry. If I had not seen it with my own eyes, I would never have imagined that the young master of the bright moon, who is three points brighter than the bright moon in the sky, would be covered in scars, pus and blood.

Trapped in a prison cell infested with rats and cockroaches, full of the smell of decay and death, gnawing on cornstarch.

I was treating him with the bone-deep whiplash wound, and tears rolled down his back. He turned around in surprise, his eyes as gentle as water, and even though his face was covered in blood and stains, he could not hide his natural beauty, and said softly: "

Don't cry, I'm fine."

"Don't comfort me. I'm not blind. Can't you tell whether you are okay or not?" I used a knife to gently scrape away the rotten flesh, pus and blood from the wound. Fortunately, his skin was very close and the ulcer was not large, making it easy to deal with.

"Really, I'm not as bad as it seems on the surface. When I grow up, for the first time, I don't have to do anything, and I don't have to worry about anyone. I just eat, sleep, and eat when I wake up." Although he said this.

, but I still shivered slightly in pain. There was no anesthesia in this era, so how could it not be painful when scraping off the rotten flesh and squeezing out the pus and blood? If it were me, I would have cried and screamed a long time ago.

I wanted to distract him, so I followed his words and continued: "Oh, I couldn't eat or sleep when I was a child. Do I eat when I sleep?"

He smiled bitterly and said: "Since I was a child, my mother has been forcing me to practice literature and martial arts all day long, saying that when I grow up, I must take over my father's position as the head of the family, and I cannot let my elder brother take it away." He paused, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

, "But when I was young, the person I envied the most was my eldest brother. My eldest brother was seven years older than me. He was smart and naughty, and could learn everything instantly. My second mother doted on him and never did more homework, so I had a big brother.

The time in the house was so chaotic that even though his father scolded him every day, he couldn't hide the love in his eyes. The servants all called me eldest brother and young master, and called me young master and master treasure. By default, my eldest brother was the future heir, and only my mother was the heir.

I don’t agree with it. On the surface, I call her Erniang Sister, but secretly I am not allowed to get close to my eldest brother, but my eldest brother always likes to steal me out and take me around to fish and hunt birds, pinch flowers and pick fruits..."

I suddenly said: "No wonder you like the general so much, he was so kind to you when you were a child." What I didn't dare to say was that Mrs. Guihai actually called the second wife sister. With her arrogant temper, she must have had to vomit blood at that time.

, we can also see how favored the second lady and Guihai Yunkai were back then. No wonder Mrs. Guihai tortured the second lady so much after she became powerful.

He nodded and sighed: "My eldest brother has always been very good to me. If the conflict between my mother and my second mother hadn't been intensifying because of my father's position as the head of the family, my relationship with my eldest brother would have been even better."

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I helped Guihai and Yueming treat all the wounds, and after thinking about it, I told the truth. Mrs. Guihai had no choice but to sell both Guihai Mansion and Zhenbaofang to the man in black wearing a bamboo hat.

Hai Yueming's mood did not fluctuate much after hearing this. I had long been accustomed to the calm and deep expressions of these men in Qise, so I wanted to find something to comfort him, but he asked me carefully about the physical characteristics of the man in black.

After I described it, I said hesitantly that for some reason, that man felt familiar.

Guihai·Yue Ming suddenly smiled and murmured: "That's fine, if the property returns to its original owner, I can be free..."

I was stunned and blurted out: "What should be returned to its original owner? That person can't be your father, right?"

"Fool!" He smiled even wider and said in a relaxed tone he had never seen before: "Don't come to see me again, it's too dangerous. The Queen Mother's birthday is in February. This year is her 70th birthday. She must wear a seven-color embroidered robe.

There is no one in this world who knows Qisei embroidery except my father and I. My father has been missing for many years, so the palace has no choice but to look for me when purchasing. At most, they will let me out at the end of January."

"Ah..." I was speechless, "At the end of the month? Isn't it only ten days? You had already planned it, and you just let them catch you?"

He smiled and nodded, "Of course, I don't want to stay here forever."

"You, you, then why didn't you tell me earlier?" I stamped my feet angrily. If he hadn't been injured, I really wanted to punch him. I grinned and growled: "Do you know how worried I am about you? These days, it's just a matter of sleeping and eating.

Uneasy, I have been dreaming about how to get you out. How are you...how are you...pretending to be confused and making a fortune in silence. Very good, good, I don't care about you anymore.

, Anyway, you are much smarter than me..." I was so angry that I couldn't help but say something. I grabbed the food box on the ground, turned around and wanted to leave, but my free left hand was suddenly grabbed.

"I didn't want to hide it from you. Didn't I never have the chance to tell you last time?" Guihai Yueming's voice was much hoarse than usual, but it sounded particularly gentle in the dark night, brushing against his ears as lightly as a feather, "Don't

Are the bruises on your head healed when you are angry? I know everything you did to me, and I will never forget it..."
Chapter completed!