The child protected her desperately, attracting everyone's verbal abuse, "Where did the child come from? I know, she is the great sinner who betrayed Zelu City. Get back!"

"Bah, you know what a bullshit! The eldest sister has cured my grandmother's illness. She is not a bad person! Besides, you are so brave, why don't you beat those bad people who attack the city? You want to bully the eldest sister here!"

The young voice was finally drowned in the irrational crowd. Si Nanyue hurriedly carried the child into her arms and used her body to block the flying stones.

The child's mother hurriedly squeezed from the crowd and pushed Si Nanyue to the ground. She beat and scolded her and took the child back.

When he looked back at Si Nanyue's hatred look, as if he was afraid that Si Nanyue would transmit weakness to her son just for a short period of contact.

The child kept tossing and crying in his mother's arms, stretching his body desperately in the direction of Si Nanyue, stretching out his little hand to help her up.

She raised her hazy eyes and looked at the child's crying little face. It was the spark of Zelu City that had not yet grown.

Si Nanyue lay on the ground, the heavy rain fell all over her body. She suddenly smiled happily, and the answer in her heart became more and more firm.

As my father said... it's all worth it.

In the distance, Helian Jue stood on the towering pavilion with his hands behind his back, looking at all this high, and his eyes never moved away from her.

After all this, he hoped that she would regret everything she had given for herself and realized that these foolish people were not worth it. Even if she had only a little regret, she would give him the pleasure of revenge, but she... she was actually laughing... Then what he arranged was useless!

Helian Jue's face suddenly changed, and a fierce look suddenly appeared between his eyebrows. He gritted his teeth and a terrifying smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Very good, it's interesting to tame such a toy."

After saying that, he turned around and left in awe.

But Helian never noticed that among the crowd, there were bloodshot eyes, staring at him without any concealing hatred.

After Helian Jue's figure completely disappeared into the pavilion, his eyes returned to Si Nanyue with pain.

She slowly stood up in the lightning and thunder, and continued to welcome the anger of countless people. Their emotions became more and more intense. Some even picked up wooden sticks and hit her thin body again and again. She was already weak and could not fight back, or she had never thought about fighting back.

The white linen was dyed with uneven blood. She finally couldn't hold on and staggered forward for two steps and fainted in the heavy rain. However, those people did not stop because Si Nanyue fainted, but instead beat and scolded her even more violently.

The fire in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, almost bursting out, and he could no longer bear it. As soon as he was about to take action, his shoulder was tightly snatched.

Before he could turn around, he heard the trembling voice of the boy, gritting his teeth beside him and said, "Brother Jifeng, elder sister won't want you to expose yourself now."

But he knew that A Chen was right. Now, except for tolerance and restraint, they can do nothing... nothing...

He clenched his fists, his fingertips were deeply embedded in the flesh, and blood dripped down the rain, and his bloody eyes watched Si Nanyue being carried away by the people of Chiyuan through the tears and the rain curtain.

The crowd gradually dissipated, and Jiang Jifeng was still standing there in a daze. Si Nanchen stepped forward to pull him away, but heard him muttering from his pale lips: "Achen, what should I do to be as calm as you siblings? I am afraid that I will not be able to control myself one day, I am afraid that I will let everything Nanyue planned to be wasted, I..."

"Brother Jifeng has done a good job."

Si Nanchen patted Jiang Jifeng's shoulder with comfort, "You are the person you trust the most, so the elder sister gave you the most important part. I have always believed that the suffering you have experienced now will be rewarded. One day, we will take her home..."

When he heard it carefully, Si Nanchen tried his best to hide the trembling in his voice. Jiang Jifeng knew that the child's mood was not much better than himself.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand and stroked his forehead weakly, and said self-deprecatingly: "What am I talking about? You are still a newly grown child, alas... let's go."

Jiang Jifeng's figure was getting farther and farther away, Si Nanchen looked at him from afar. In Si Nanchen's impression, he was always the young man with a strong spirit, bright clothes and angry horse. He used to be free and unrestrained, and his elder sister was the main thing in everything.

But when all this happened, he was in his early twenties, but his back was as vicissitudes as an old man. War... really took away the most precious things of people.

"Why don't you leave?" Jiang Jifeng turned around and urged, fearing that he would be lost.

Si Nanchen looked back and looked at the city behind him deeply. He hid all his emotions in his eyes and turned around and ran to Jiang Jifeng.

The dark clouds covered the sky, and a few rays of light came out from the cracks, falling sadly on the dark green moss. Before Si Nanyue opened her eyes, she heard raindrops slamming on the wooden window, which made people annoyed for no reason.

If the girl beside the bed kept holding her hand and crying, she wouldn't want to wake up so early.

"At that time, Xing'er called you Xiao Xitu, and I blamed her for laughing at you. Now it seems that your red eyes really look like the rabbit she raised."

Si Nanyue forced herself to open her eyes, and opened her mouth to joke with Ximing. Ximing was stunned for a moment, then hugged her with tears and laughter, crying and raining, "Miss... you finally woke up... you were so worried about me, wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu..."

Ximing was too strong and hurt her injuries. Si Nanyue took a breath of cold air. The thick-lined girl obviously didn't realize this. She smiled bitterly and gently stroked Ximing's hair, comforting her: "It's just typhoid fever, it's not a serious illness."

"No!"

Ximing cried and shook his head, hugging him tighter, "You have so many injuries, so many bruises, so much blood, so much pain..."

Si Nanyue's body felt another piercing pain. She reminded Ximing helplessly, "Then...why don't you let me go?"

"Ah? Oh! Yes!"

Ximing bounced up from Si Nanyue's body like an electric shock. She was worried that she would serve Si Nanyue and check her injuries. However, her tears never stopped from beginning to end.

Ximing really saw everything on the street yesterday. She couldn't imagine how the people who were so peaceful would become like that?

She had no way of unimagining how the second lady who was not touching the spring water on her usual fingers had been hit by those sticks and stones in the rain. If the city lord was still there and if the young master Jiang was still there, they would not have let the second lady suffer such grievances...

Thinking of this, Ximing's tears flowed even more violently.

Si Nanyue wiped her tears and said, "Okay, OK, I haven't cried yet. You cry so sadly. Those who don't know would think I'm bullying you."

Ximing wiped her tears, as if she had suffered a huge grievance, and she couldn't stop crying. She swallowed intermittently: "I...I don't want it, but these wounds really hurt... When did you, who are so afraid of pain, have you ever suffered such injuries..."

Si Nanyue's nose felt sore and her eyes became hot. She quickly diverted her attention and asked Ximing to bring the medicine to the soup, but when Ximing handed the medicine to her, she smelled a strange smell.

"Xi Ming, which doctor prescribed this prescription? How can fishy grass be placed in the medicine for curing wind and cold?"

Ximing immediately said, "It was opened by Dr. Yin, is there anything wrong?"

If it were the prescription given by someone else, Ximing might not dare to use it. Speaking of Mr. Yin Fu, he was a medical expert who served the three generations of the Si family.

When the young lady was sick, she relied on her elders' medicine to save her life. Later, Mr. Yin made great contributions in treating the lady, and the old city lord personally ordered that the younger generation of the Si family would salute when they saw the old lady.

"How could it be Mr. Yin Fu?"

Si Nanyue pondered for a moment, and bad guesses surged in her heart.

"Xi Ming, go to Mr. Yin's mansion quickly and don't let him do stupid things!!"

"Ah? Yes!"

Ximing originally wanted to ask the lady what was wrong, but seeing that she looked wrong, she didn't dare to waste time, so she hurried to Yin's mansion.

But before she entered the door, she saw white lanterns hanging from Yin's house. Ximing asked like a doorman and found out that after Mr. Yin returned from the palace yesterday, he left a suicide note inexplicably and hanged himself in the study.

Ximing returned to the room in a daze. When Si Nanyue saw her absent-minded look, she knew it was a foregone conclusion.

"Miss...why is it?"

Ximing ran forward and hugged Si Nanyue, lying on her shoulder and cried bitterly, "The old man was fine when he talked to me yesterday, how could he be so uneasy..."

Si Nanyue didn't know how to explain to Ximing. Should she tell her that if she put two herbs in the medicine list prescribed by Mr. Yin, will she die after taking it?

The old man was loyal and righteous all his life. He was unwilling to accept the child he had worked hard to save. Today, he actually dedicated his family and country to the enemy. The life he saved was to be taken away by himself. However, he did not want to implicate his family because of this, so he chose to apologize for death.

Si Nanyue's eyes were full of grief. First, it was Gong Ci and then Mr. Yin Fu. How many assassinations were hidden in the dark...

"Oh..." She sighed and gently patted Ximing's back to make her feel relieved. "The old man is full of pride. I think he is unwilling to be inferior to others, so he can end his life in this way."

"But only by living can they be driven out!!"

Ximing's tone suddenly rose, and he looked up and opened his eyes wide and cried red. Si Nanyue quickly covered her mouth, and there were tears in her eyes that could not be covered.

Ximing knew that she had said the wrong thing again, and her pearl-like little teeth bit her lips tightly, buried her face on Si Nanyue's shoulder and cried silently.

At this moment, an inappropriate knock on the door sounded outside the house, "City Lord, please invite your Highness."

"I understand, go back."

Si Nanyue responded, wiped Ximing's tears with silk silk, and said as if coaxing a child: "You look at your eyes, they are swollen like walnuts. I just asked someone to cook some calming soup. You can drink it and have a good rest. I'll go and come."

"But I'm not relieved..."

"I have survived so much pain, what's wrong with this?" Si Nanyue smiled relaxedly and stood up and left.

Ximing in the room wiped tears and pressed down unconsciously. She looked at Si Nanyue's departure with tears in her eyes, like an insecure child looking at her family leaving.

Si Nanyue came to the hall with an oil-paper umbrella. As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a strong smell of wine. Helian Jue was lying on the throne, holding the wine jar and drinking happily.

Chapter completed!