Jiang Chengyi stopped, but did not respond. The atmosphere fell into the ice abyss and was extremely cold.

Deng Qing held back the anger in his heart and coughed a few times, "Okay. I won't ask more questions. Tell the person who asked you to send the message in, and I promise him the conditions. As long as he can save me, I can tell him all the news about the Shanglu."

"It is best if you can think like this. At noon, before the execution, someone will rescue you. Just wait quietly." Jiang Chengyi gave a casual reminder and wanted to leave.

Deng Qing looked at his slender and clear back, his eyes full of hatred. He grabbed the wooden railing of the prison door and shouted loudly: "Jiang Chengyi, I don't think you are as beautiful and elegant as the outside world has rumored. Don't you hate Deng very much? Why are you willing to be instructed by others to exchange my life for news about the trade route? What kind of loyalty, pure and kindness, and honesty? It's just your disguise. You are no different from us!"

After these words, Jiang Chengyi stopped again. He turned around, stared at the direction of the cell coldly, and said gloomyly: "Deng Qing, don't expect that your face is gilded. If it weren't for your life, I would never be willing to step into this place and have much trouble with you. You can't control who I am, and you will never know again in the future. Remember, after leaving this prison, guard your life well, don't let the evil ghosts rush to their souls, and you will never be reborn."

He stood in the blue candlelight, with a calm face. In the secluded environment, he seemed particularly terrifying. A powerful aura was pressing over, causing Deng Qing to shrink his head in a daze.

Jiang Chengyi stopped the sound, as if the King of Hades appeared in the world, and finalized Deng Qing's death. Somehow, an unprecedented chill arose in his heart.

The young man, shrouded in the faint light, turned around and left decisively and quickly disappeared from the camera in the corridor. Deng Qing stared in the direction of his departure, and suddenly felt that all the strength in his body was being pulled away, and he suddenly slipped to the ground, feeling exhausted.

Jiang Chengyi walked out of the prison with his hands behind his back. The little official was waiting in front of the door. When he saw him coming out, he immediately showed joy and said respectfully and politely: "Master Jiang is on time... If you don't come out again, the little man will go in and look for you."

Jiang Chengyi nodded at him, his expression was solemn and silent. The little official did not dare to say much to him. After he managed the East City Prison for him, he took him away from the side door path. Xue Si was already waiting in the cabin very anxiously and was about to go out, but the next moment he heard footsteps coming from the door.

He was overjoyed and rushed to the door and looked down the steps.

Jiang Chengyi walked up the steps with her clothes in her arms, and the little official was guarding the fork in front of the house.

Xue Si immediately called out: "Master! Why did you come back?!"

Jiang Chengyi looked up at him and nodded softly.

Xue Si went up and asked with concern: "How is it? Did Deng Qing agree?"

Jiang Chengyi showed an annoyed expression and walked straight into the house, took off the prisoner's clothes he was wearing, changed his clothes without saying a word, and wanted to leave here. Xue Si put his expression into his eyes, followed closely behind him, and said uneasy: "Is it not that the lord's trip going well?"

Jiang Chengyi pushed open the door of the wooden house and quickly walked down the bamboo steps. Xue Si hurriedly chased after him. Under the guidance of the small officials, the master and servant headed to the exit on the west side of the east city.

Until he was away from prison, the small official returned to his post. Jiang Chengyi spoke quietly to Xue Si: "The matter is done very well. If Deng Qing wants to survive, how could he not agree to my conditions?"

"Then... lord, why did you look unhappy when you just returned?" Xue Si said in confusion.

Jiang Chengyi sighed and said, "The situation in the capital was confused by Deng Guozhong and Deng Qing's troubles, and it became a big dye vat. The road ahead of the East Mansion Department is probably even more difficult to move forward. Today, I entered the East Prison and saw that all the prisoners and soldiers inside had been replaced, so I felt a headache. The plan for the East City over the past year was wasted. At the beginning, Su Ren's affairs were really a mistake. Although we defeated Deng, we also suffered heavy losses."

"So, the lord is worried about this. I thought Deng Qing would not cooperate and would make you angry." Xue Si patted his chest and calmed down a little.

Jiang Chengyi turned his head and glared at him, spat and said, "You boy! You look down on your lord too much."

He looked up at the blue sky, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down and said, "Well. If this situation is ruined, it will be ruined. At worst, it will be repeated."

Xue Si nodded repeatedly and said, "Lord, don't be afraid! It's not about the future... My subordinates and others will be by your side and the Pavilion Master. No matter what the twists and turns or difficulties, with us here, we will be able to block the water and cover the earth!"

Jiang Chengyi looked back and stared at Xue Si's tender and delicate face, feeling a little amused. He patted his shoulder and said gently: "Yes, our A Si is right... As long as we work together, there will be no difficulties, will we?"

Xue Si nodded vigorously and said, "You are right!"

Jiang Chengyi bent his lips and smiled, but the smile in his eyes was not in his eyes. He looked at the streets and alleys of Dongcheng City, and his eyes gradually became deeper. He knew very well that once Deng fell, there would be more jackals, tigers and leopards waiting behind him. In the future, whether it is the Emperor of Wei or the Eastern Palace, I am afraid that every road will be very dangerous.

The Jiang family and the Deng family are hostile to each other, and all civil and military officials see it. Now that the Deng family building is collapsed and is about to collapse, the great families of all aristocratic families will definitely put in full force and oppose him to continue to take over power. Everyone wants to preserve the glory of the family, but these aristocratic families have many dirty and shameful things hidden, so they will naturally be afraid that Jiang Chengyi will also seize their handle, bite them randomly, drag them into the water, and send them to the Hell of the Spot.

Jiang Chengyi frowned and his eyes were deep, and he clenched his fists secretly. He was ready in his heart to welcome the upcoming storm.

The sun became more and more charming, and the murderous intent hidden between the imperial capital gradually emerged as Dongri rose. The news that the entire Deng family was convicted and imprisoned was like a handful of saltpeter powder sprinkled on the burning fire, igniting and surging, hovering in the residences of the ministers of the court and the country, and could not be extinguished for a long time.

Just as the people of the aristocratic race were in panic and were working together to deal with the upstart Jiang family in order to protect themselves, there were two girls in the Jiang Mansion far away in the corner of the streets and alleys, but they were out of place with the tense and gloomy atmosphere in the city.

In Bitangzhai, Mu Yun set up a swing in the yard for Jiang Chengjia. The two of them seemed to be back in their childhood, laughing and laughing all day long, as if they had no worries, living in this world just for the sake of freedom and happiness.

Mu Yun stood behind the swing, gently pushed the girl on the wooden board, and said gently: "We haven't been like this for a long time."

Jiang Chengjia raised his smile, closed his eyes, held the lanyards on both sides tightly, and said happily: "The years are so quiet... I used to be the day I longed for the most."

Mu Yun looked at the faint glow in the sky and said softly: "A Luo...I have good news to tell you."

Jiang Chengjia turned her head slightly, tried hard to distinguish the direction she was in, and asked, "What?"

Mu Yun held her shoulder, lowered her head and said in her ear: "I found... Cuiye Crocodile may regulate the internal injuries that have been damaged by fate in your body."

Jiang Chengjia paused, stiffened her body, and asked uncertainly: "Really?"

"In the past two days, I have added some thick juice made from leaf clover to your medicinal food... I have been taking it in moderation for several days. After taking the pulse for several consecutive days, I found that the effect is significant. Even Sun Qi said that your body's deficit and weakness have improved a lot."

Mu Yun said seriously: "Perhaps, the culprit can relieve the irreversible destiny damage in your body and restore your five senses."

Jiang Chengjia said excitedly: "My eyes... are expected to recover?"

Mu Yun patted her shoulder and said gently: "I checked the ancient books and found that Cuiye Crocodile does have a miraculous effect in treating the disease of Xuexia Shen San. Aluo, if you believe me, I will try my best. I can't be completely sure, but I still have 70% of my confidence."

Jiang Chengjia stretched out his hand and patted it on his shoulder, held Mu Yun's fingertips tightly, and said excitedly: "Your medical skills are inherited from my aunt and the Qingzhu doctor god, so I naturally believe in you."

Mu Yun smiled and said, "Only you dare to believe me. My mother and my master disliked my medical skills..."

Jiang Chengjia sighed and said in a long sigh: "I know that although your medical skills are not very meticulous, you will do your best for me. So I believe in you."

Mu Yun hugged her waist from behind and said softly: "You are right. For you, even if your hope is slim, I will try my best."

The two were close together, as if they saw hope for the future.

After resting for a while, Mu Yun suddenly remembered something, patted her arm, and said, "By the way. I want to tell you something."

"What?" Jiang Chengjia heard her tone and thought there was something surprising, so she pricked up her ears and listened.

Mu Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking about the scene when he went to meet Uncle Fang this morning, and said with some confusion: "Zhuying seems to have something to worry about recently, and she is absent-minded in her words and affairs. She is in a very bad condition. I don't know why."

When she talked about this, Jiang Chengjia remembered the banquet that his brother had set up at home a few days ago when he first left the palace. That night, Zhuying looked heavy and worried. She said with some uncertainty: "He was already a little strange at the family dinner a few days ago. I wonder if something happened, and I don't know when he started like this?"

"I heard Fufeng say... He has become a different person since he went to the north." Mu Yun recounted what Fufeng said to him, "I always do things without paying attention and make frequent mistakes, which is completely different from his previous behavior..."

"He went to the Northland? When did it happen? Why didn't I know?" Jiang Chengjia said in surprise.
Chapter completed!