Min Hengzhi looks at the indifferent and alienated faces of Shifu and Rongyue, and his heart is also very sad. Shifu and Qi Rongyue hate him and blame him, and he can't argue.

A group of people came to Zheng Zhongwen's residence, a small courtyard, three simple rooms. There was a peach tree planted in the courtyard. The tree was covered with green peaches, which swayed gently in the night wind.

Although the yard is small, it's clean and tidy. It's very warm to look at, but it's in line with Jianyun's appetite.

When Sangui heard the news, he saw that the young master had led many people home, and a woman was still on his back. Miss Qi, who was standing beside him, seemed to be hurt. He was very scared.

Zheng Zhongwen said, "don't be shocked. Go and tidy up a guest room!"

Three expensive who dare to hesitate, flustered went.

Zheng Zhongwen first took Jianyun to his room, and then found a clean cloth to cover the wound for Rongyue.

Seeing Zheng Zhongwen's carefulness and heartache, Jane Yun nodded secretly in her heart. Fate is really a wonderful thing. She couldn't bear the initial red line when she went around.

"Does it hurt?" His carefulness warmed her heart. She shook her head: "it doesn't hurt!"

"How can it not hurt? The wound is so deep. I have no medicine here. I have to ask Sangui to get your medicine chest from the dissolving Yu hall." With that, he rushed out of the room and shouted Sangui's name in the courtyard.

Min Hengzhi takes the opportunity to go forward and want to see Qi Rongyue's wound. Qi Rongyue turns around indifferently: "I'm ok, don't worry about the king of Jin."

Embarrassed, he retracted his hand and turned his eyes to the master. "How are you, master?"

Jane Yun replied to him with the same indifference: "I'm ok, don't worry about the king." Every time she thinks of Tianyu's death, her heart is as painful as a knife cut. Although Tianyu is still alive, the pain she has experienced will always be imprinted on her heart. Moreover, her father and mother are no longer alive. This is a fact that no one can change.

"Master, are you still blaming me?" Min Hengzhi frowned

"No!" She said in a low voice.

Min Hengzhi knelt in front of Jianyun and slapped himself severely: "master, I'm wrong. I shouldn't be blinded by hatred. I've done so many wrong things. Although I've revenged, I'm not happy at all, and I've lost my favorite person, master. I know my mistake!"

Qi Rongyue stares at Min Hengzhi and asks, "revenge? What's your revenge? Who is wrong with you in Chu family? When you were alone and helpless, the master took you in, the emperor valued you, appreciated you, gave you the throne of King Jin, even - even promised his favorite daughter to you, and you - but you were ungrateful, colluded with Chu Lian, and killed the emperor's empress and the eldest princess by Chu Lian's sword! "

Minhengzhi is unwilling to mention what happened in that year. Facing Qi Rongyue's accusation, he does not refute it.

Jian Yun stared at Min Hengzhi and said, "I don't believe that there will be hatred for no reason in the world. Tell me, what kind of revenge is your so-called revenge?"

Min Heng raised his head, and a pair of handsome eyes gradually turned red: "the hatred of killing the father, the hatred of killing the family!"

"Master, you told me that the people in the Minguo mansion were not infected by plague, but poisoned by others. Otherwise, my father held hundreds of thousands of military power, and how could anyone be pushed into the fire without resistance? He thought that he had a disease and didn't want to leave the world to harm others, but he didn't think that his pursuit of perfection was someone else's calculation. "