"Wait!"

As expected, someone over there actually called a halt, but it was not Amamiya Hide, but the samurai beside him.

"Lord Amamiya, let's discuss it in the long run."

"Let them go like this?" Amamiya Hide was obviously unwilling.

"Are we going to die together?"

"He didn't dare to light a fire." Amamiya Hide was quite courageous.

"But it's widely rumored that Chu Zhiling always doesn't act according to common sense. What if he insists on holding on to this tone? What's more," the samurai said in a low voice, "that woman looks exactly the same as Miss Tsukushi. She might actually be Lord Tsukushi's granddaughter.

Well, if this is really the case, and we are against your granddaughter, then even if we are alive, Tsukushi-sama will not let us go so easily, please think twice."

"She can't be Tsukushi-sama's granddaughter. There is only one granddaughter." Ximenzhu said firmly. He once asked a servant who knew about Tsukushi Shigejiu's delivery. At that time, the servant saw Tsukushi Shigejiu giving birth to a baby girl and immediately returned home.

After reporting the good news, Amamiya Hide also asked if there were twins. The servant firmly said that there was only one. After repeated questioning, the always loyal servant actually swore that he was telling the truth. This servant was loyal to his master, Tsukushi Shichi.

And he knew Zhuzi Xichi's temper well, so he had no reason to deceive him.

"What evidence do you have? Even if there is any evidence, I don't care. Anyway, I don't want to die." The warrior said impatiently.

"You, a little warrior, dare to yell in front of me?"

"I am not your samurai, I am a samurai of the Tsukushi family. I understand, my master has always been only Tsukushi-sama."

"you……"

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly sounded: "Have you two argued enough?"

The rain had stopped at this moment, and only the wind was still blowing. The man who walked in was about forty years old. He looked like an honest official, with every trace of elegance. If it weren't for Xin Yue,

Knowing him, it would be difficult to imagine him as a businessman otherwise.

Shen Minglang.

Chang'an's father.

Why is he here?

What is the purpose of his sudden appearance?

Xin Yue frowned and looked at him calmly.

"If there's enough noise, you can let him go."

Shen Minglang was followed by dozens of men in black. With his sudden skills, it is conceivable that there were quite a few of his men, otherwise he would not have been able to attack Amamiya Hideo's men who were guarding the cordon unnoticed.

"Are you here to help them?" Amamiya raised her eyebrows and asked unceremoniously.

"I still have something important to do, so I ask Mr. Amemiya to hurry up and return those two people. I will thank you greatly."

Is he here to help them, or does he have other motives? Xin Yue frowned slightly, thinking.

"Mom, we are here!" At this moment, a childish voice suddenly sounded.

Xin Yue looked back and saw Chen Xiao holding Yan Xiaozhi with one hand and protecting Xia Chuan behind him on the wooden corridor, while fighting with someone with the other hand.

Everyone immediately mobilized.

Among the crowd, Yan Xiaozhi, who was overly frightened, suddenly laughed loudly: "Uncle Chu!"

The child slipped off Chen Xiao's arms and ran straight towards Chu Zhiling.

Seeing that a big knife was about to chop in front of him, the child covered his eyes in fear. Just when he thought he was dead, his body suddenly flew up, and the next moment, he fell into a familiar embrace.

"Uncle Chu!"

When the child screamed happily, a little witch mouse jumped out of the child's arms.

"Bad Chunchun, hide when you are in danger and run out when you are safe." The child patted the little witch mouse on the head several times, and the little witch mouse burst into tears and felt extremely aggrieved.

"Okay, Chunchun, I was wrong, don't cry."

After all, people who don't know anything are the most comfortable, while others are fighting bloody battles and worrying about trivial matters.

After Yu Gongxiu's troops were wiped out, Xin Yue looked at Shen Minglang calmly and said, "Tell me, what is your purpose?"

"Is this how you repay your benefactor, girl?" Shen Minglang was not angry and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Benefactor?" Xin Yue sneered, "Without you, Chu Zhiling and I can handle them."

"When I lost my daughter, you who looked so much like her suddenly appeared..." Shen Minglang's expression dimmed and he said nothing more.

Xin Yue was stunned for a moment. She didn't know why, but she had an instinctive rejection of Shen Minglang. In fact, even if Shen Minglang had intentions for her, it was probably because she was Chu Zhiling's person and he wanted to be with her.

Chu Zhiling has cooperated, so it is understandable that he came to help him this time to build relationships.

What's more, Shen Minglang was very kind to her. When he was on the boat, his kind and worried eyes were really like a father looking at his daughter.

When he said this now, Xin Yue felt that what he said was a little too harsh.

"Well, sometimes I speak without restraint, so don't take it to heart."

"You are just like your mother. You speak very inhumanely, but you don't have such thoughts in your heart. I know that." Shen Minglang smiled.

"Mother?" Xin Yue frowned, "Have you seen Zhuzi Chongjiu?"

"More than just seeing it."

"You...are familiar?"

When Xin Yue said this, suddenly a figure jumped up from the ground. Chu Zhiling was busy taking care of Yan Xiaozhi. When he saw this scene, it was already too late. The man was a standard ninja, and his movements were so fast that it was unpredictable.

, coupled with an explosive force before death, when Xin Yue turned around, he saw the black shadow rushing towards him.

The sword is gleaming and there is no way to avoid it.

Everything seemed to happen in 0.01 seconds, which couldn't be shorter. When Xin Yue was trying to avoid it, a wound on her waist suddenly made her feel pain. At this moment, the knife was about to pierce her.

abdomen.

2 cm, 1 cm, 0.5 cm...

When he fell to the ground, Xin Yue thought that he was certain to die, and blamed himself for his carelessness in his heart, but the expected pain did not come. In an instant, a thin figure suddenly fell to the side.

Blood gushed out from Shen Minglang's waist, and he fainted after crying out in pain.

On the third day, Shen Minglang woke up from his sleep.

When he woke up, the first thing he saw was Xin Yue with a worried face.

But the first thing he said was: "You, are you okay?"

In the past few days since he was ill, Shen Minglang looked very haggard, as if he had aged ten years suddenly, and his eyes were also very blurry.

Xin Yue asked everyone to go out. Only she and Shen Minglang were left in the room.

Xin Yue asked: "Who are you to me?"

Not questioning, just curious.

Shen Minglang suddenly coughed heavily, his face turned red like a hunched-backed shrimp.

For a long time, after the coughing stopped, he still didn't speak.

"Chang'an and I look alike, you and Tsukushi Chongjiu are old acquaintances, and you almost died for me. Are these all coincidences?"

Shen Minglang was silent for a long time before sighing softly.

"You look a lot like your mother."

"A lot of people say that."

"Yeah, you're not very much like me."

Shen Minglang saw Xin Yue's whole body stiffen, with surprise and shock in his eyes. He knew that the child had already guessed this matter, otherwise she would not have asked him as pointedly as before, but she might still

There are a lot of things that are hard to accept.

"Yes, my original surname is Xin, a noble with a different surname from the declining Ming Dynasty. Chongjiu was my wife, and she gave birth to two twin sisters for me. Later, she died."

"After she died, I really wanted to follow her." He suddenly laughed, a bit self-deprecating, "It's not because of love, but because of fear or guilt."

"After her death, many things happened to me. I had a mother from Chang'an, but her mother died early. I had a foster father who was very kind to me, but he died at my birthday party. I

There was Chang'an who respected me, but he jumped into the river and committed suicide. Now, I finally see my daughter, but she almost died in front of me."

"It's not your fault." Xin Yue didn't know what to say.

"When I see you, I will think of Chongjiu." Suddenly, Shen Minglang's eyes became wet, "How stupid she was at that time, giving up so much to be with me, but what did she gain?"

"I'm really a beast." Shen Minglang's expression began to lose control, "Every time I think of that scene, I want to kill myself, kill myself like this!"

He actually grabbed his own neck.

"Don't do this!"

"You shouldn't have stopped me, you should have let me die, you know? Do you know? It's me, it's my own hands, it's me!" Shen Minglang's eyes were red, and his whole person seemed to be going crazy. He moved very loudly,

There was blood gushing out from his waist, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"I killed Chongjiu!"

People who didn't know what happened rushed in, but suddenly they heard such words, despair, pain, and heartbreaking.

The wind suddenly became so strong that it shook everyone's clothes. The world seemed to have become so quiet that even a hair falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

Shen Minglang will never forget that day.

He was very young at that time, only in his early twenties. He walked along the river bank and saved her from being chased by the Chiba family.

She was wearing an orchid-colored dress, her temples were slanted, and she wore a jingle ring. If she hadn't revealed her Japanese identity by thanking him, he would have thought she was a Chinese girl.

He did not love the Japanese woman, but he learned that she was the daughter of a popular daimyo in Japan, so he began to get close to her deliberately.

The rich lady looks cold, indifferent and unattainable, but in fact she is quite simple.

When she confessed her love to him without any timidity, he smiled tenderly and said in his heart that the women of the Japanese country are indeed very casual.
Chapter completed!