Old Duke Yun hates keeping pigeons in the mansion the most, because Yun Miaoge often talks to these little things.

Yun Jiyun hurriedly hid the pigeon in a corner. Unexpectedly, Old Duke Yun's eyes darkened and his tone became a bit colder.

"Bring it to me!"

Yun Jiyun coughed awkwardly and quickly picked up the pigeon.

Everyone gave him a look of sympathy.

Yun Jiyun bent down and untied the note from the pigeon's leg. The outline of the familiar font made his eyes light up instantly.

"The Yun family needs help quickly, Qibao is in trouble."

Just a row of small words, but it lifted his heart.

Yun Miaoge is left-handed, so the strength with which he uses the pen is different from ordinary people.

Coupled with the four characters "Qi Bao is in trouble", it seems that the blood mixed in the ink has dried due to the passage of time.

"Miao Ge once jokingly told us that if one day she really needs help from her family, it will be mixed with her blood and tears."

Yun Xiwang's words instantly silenced the entire Yun family.

Old Duke Yun raised his head to drink the tea he raised. In his deep eyes, a layer of gray-black haze could not be dissipated for a long time. "Check, check it for me. Even if you dig three feet under the ground, you must find out who this letter is."

Find me where it comes from."

"yes!"

…

After letting the little pigeon go, Qi Bao fell asleep leaning on the pile of firewood in confusion.

She didn't know how long she had been asleep, but in her dream she saw her dying grandmother, and the mother whose face she couldn't remember...

"Humph! What a bad luck. The old woman is too hard-fucked, and she still hasn't died yet." Yao Lan and Liang Yi, who were cursing, walked in angrily.

She glanced at the weak Qibao on the ground, kicked her lower back, and then forced out a smile and said: "Master, my mother found someone to check my life before I was born.

You have nine sons, if it weren't for your mother and this money-losing guy standing in the way, I'm afraid I would have given you a break."

Yao Lanjiao pretended to be sorry and said something into Liang Yi's heart. He nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes! Everything my lady said is right, as long as you can give me a son. Don't talk about my mother, even if I have to pay for this little one."

If the goods are slaughtered for you to make soup, then I will do the same."

As Liang Yi spoke, he couldn't help but look at Xiao Qibao with a fierce look.

Four years ago, Mrs. Liang picked up a woman. She was crazy and silly, and even her clothes looked torn.

Mrs. Liang washed her clean and tidied her up again.

Liang Yi just felt that it was a goddess descending to earth, and his soul was instantly wiped out.

He came up with the idea of ​​asking her to carry on the family lineage for him, so in order to get Mrs. Liang to nod, Liang Yi had to carry water for several days. Only then did Mrs. Liang believe that her son had really changed his gender, and secretly persuaded her

A woman.

Thinking of these past events, Liang Yi felt disgusted. After all, a crazy woman who had been wandering for so long had no idea how many times she would be passed by.

Yao Lan saw that Liang Yi was a little lost in thought, so she clung to his waist, pretending to be sentimental and said: "That's right! Master, tell me, if you had married me earlier, there would be no such thing as this little loser.

"

Yao Lan touched her belly and pretended to feel sorry. In addition, it had been four years since Liang Yi married Qi Bao's mother. Yao Lan's life was really not a pleasant one. "Why don't we sell this little thief? I heard that the capital city

There is a very famous miraculous doctor in Duke Yun's palace. If we can't guarantee that we will use the money from selling her to go to the capital, then I can give you seven or eight nine sons at once in my belly?"

After hearing this, Liang Yi praised him repeatedly, "That's right, that's right! I've also heard of the reputation of the Yun family's miracle doctor. What the lady said is true. We might as well make preparations as soon as possible when that old immortal dies!"

The more Liang Yi spoke, the more proud he became. He couldn't help but smile crookedly. He looked at the sleeping little Qibao beside him, quenched his saliva, turned around, and walked out of the house with Yao Lan in his arms.

The wind outside the woodshed is getting stronger and stronger——

In a daze, Qibao felt that a beautiful sister in a white dress appeared in front of him, squatting at her feet and crying.

The sister in white turned around and touched her face. Her eyes were so red that they turned black, but there was no white at all. "Qibao, be good, Qibao must live on, okay?"

The sister cried sadly, Qibao reached out to touch her face.

But the woman's cold mouth still made Qibao freeze, "Sister Fairy, you...are you here to pick up Qibao?"

The woman smiled and gently touched her face with her hand, "Qibao, good boy, just wait a little longer. The six uncles from the Yun family will come to pick you up."

"Uncle?" Qibao asked weakly, "They...will they die as soon as Qibao was born, like my mother?"

The woman sighed and shook her head, "No, they will treat Qi Bao better than mother."

"Yeah, okay!" Qibao looked unusually calm as he snuggled at the woman's feet.

I have seen so many spirit monsters, but the scent of this sister is what fascinates Qibao the most.

At this moment, a mighty cavalry team stopped outside Liangjiazhuang.

The leader, a man in white, got up from his horse and kicked open the courtyard door of Liang Yi's house.

The wind outside was very strong, and it had already blown the woodshed around.

"Qibao! Qibao!" Yun Jiyun searched anxiously.

Through the wooden window of the firewood shed, he discovered the little head that was tightly pressed by the firewood pile.

"Qibao, you are here! You are here!"

After he knocked open the door with his elbow, he anxiously held her in his arms.

It was a little face that was exactly the same as Yun Miaoyi's when he was a child. Yun Jiyun suddenly felt a mixture of sadness and joy, and his heart began to hurt.

"Uncle...Uncle, are you...are you Qibao's uncle?" Qibao, who was sleeping, opened his eyes with difficulty.

After several days of no water and the injuries on his body, the little guy was afraid that the person in front of him would disappear like the fairy sister just now.

He has a similar appearance to the fairy sister, but his lively popularity will make Qibao feel even warmer.

"Yes! I am, Qi Bao, don't sleep, little uncle...little uncle will take you home right now." Yun Jiyun untied all his clothes and wrapped the little guy in front of him.

Her little face was red from the cold, and her lips were chapped and turned black, making Yun Jiyun's heart bleed just by looking at her.

He took a deep breath and hugged the little one tightly. It was hard to imagine how a little girl could survive the days and nights of suffering.

"Uncle...uncle, Qibao...Qibao did not poison grandma to kill, Qibao...Qibao was wrongly accused."

Little Qibao's lips trembled and she murmured instinctively.

At that moment, Yun Jiyun felt like the world was spinning, and anger was stagnating in his chest.


Chapter completed!