MTL - I Don’t Want To Fight Anymore After Wearing An Outer Room-Chapter 74 Is Yu Zhi dead?

  Chapter 74 Is Yu Zhi dead?

  The small courtyard is still a familiar small courtyard, but Wen Jiuxiao is a little timid. He stood outside for a long time without pushing the door.

  He even had a kind of trance, as if as long as he didn't open the courtyard door, the woman would still stand gracefully in the courtyard, among the flowers, would look at him with a smiling face, and happily call him "Third Master."

  Wen Jiuxiao's breathing tightened. He pushed open the courtyard door and entered the house. He looked around the study and bedroom, but he couldn't find the woman anywhere, and he didn't hear the familiar "Third Master".

  The third master is different from others, the ending is always rising, revealing joy, as if seeing him is such a happy thing to her.

The furnishings in the house are as usual, there are a few flowers in a vase on the window sill, which are in full bloom; there is a writing brush on the desk, which has not been cleaned; a half-read book is fastened on the soft couch, as if she was just going to Stroll around the garden outside, come back and look down.

  But at this moment, standing in the empty room, Wen Jiuxiao clearly realized that she was gone, and she would not come back. For the rest of his life, he would never have her in his life again, and he would never see that warm woman calling his third master again.

  No one stands with me at dusk, no one asks me how warm the porridge is, no one accompany me when the night is late, no one shares wine with me.

  Wen Jiuxiao closed his eyes, there was a dull pain in a place in his chest, something was tearing at him, making him feel like he was struggling to even breathe.

  Yu Zhi's stuff is not too much, but it is actually not too much. Most of them are clothes, folded and hung. Some of them are familiar to Wen Jiuxiao, Yu Zhichuan showed him and bought them for him.

  That woman loves beauty, she likes to wear nice clothes, she was wearing a red pomegranate dress, circling happily, and asked him if he looked good?

  At that time, he didn't say anything, but he was actually pretty. She looked good in any clothes, she looked even better when she smiled, and she looked good when she pulled his sleeves and acted like a baby.

  No one is allowed to move her clothes, just leave them like this.

  She likes to wear beautiful clothes, but she doesn't like to wear too much jewelry. She only uses an ordinary hairpin to pull up her hair every day, and wears a jade bracelet on her wrist. The colors are mottled and the water head is not good.

  But she likes to look at it. She often holds the dressing box and shows him one by one, her eyes are shining, as if she is doing something very happy.

  Wen Jiuxiao opened her dressing box, it was still full, but there was no one to appreciate it anymore.

   When he gave this gold-encrusted jewelry butterfly hairpin to her, she liked it very much, and he could still remember how happy she was at that time. But she put it away after only wearing it once, saying it was too expensive and afraid of losing it.

  She doesn't go out often, how could she lose it? The woman just thought the hairpin was too heavy and lazy.

  Finally, Wen Jiuxiao picked up the box in the deepest part of the box and left it unlocked. He was silent for a moment, but opened it anyway.

  Silver bills, scattered silver, house deeds, mother Jiang and Cherry's deed of sale, Wen Jiuxiao immediately realized that Yu Zhi's household registration post was not here, and she cared so much about it, she must have kept it alone.

  Wen Jiuxiao picked up the stack of silver bills, counted them silently, nine hundred taels, are all the households sent by Qingfeng here? She didn't move a penny, Wen Jiuxiao's hands hidden under the sleeves clenched into fists, as if her chest was blocked by something, feeling uncomfortable.

  Everything, everything he gave her, she couldn't take anything away.

  The wine glass is too shallow to make a toast to the future, and the alley is too short to reach the gray hair.

   It's not that you can't keep your old heart when you are young, but that the years have lost your heart. The biggest regret in life is not missing the best person, but missing the person you want to treat her well.

  Yu Zhi!

  The only woman he wanted in this life just got separated from him. He wanted to be nice to her, but there was no chance.

   He will avenge her, though. Whoever touched her, touched his thoughts for the rest of his life, he would just let that person go.

  Wen Jiuxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold hostility suddenly gathered in his eyes.

  The Clothes Tomb is not erected, it seems that as long as the Clothes Tomb is not erected, Yu Zhi is still alive.

   Walking out of the peach blossoms, Wen Jiuxiao's back is tall and straight, but also - desolate.

  After returning from Taohuali, Wen Jiuxiao went out of the city to Huguo Temple, and he went there for three days.

  Mrs. Hou in the mansion was very anxious, and the servant she sent came back to report, "The third master knelt in the hall all day, but the water and rice did not enter. Later, he entered the Zen room of the abbot master, and has not come out yet."

   Madam Hou became even more restless, and she tore through her handkerchief, "Isn't it because the third brother can't think about it and wants to become a monk?"

  Wu Anhou, who was sitting on the seat, was startled, thinking of this son's temper, it is really possible! The third child is a lone wolf. Whoever makes him unhappy can pester him to his death. He doesn't care about the overall situation.

   "What should I do?" The husband and wife were anxious and complained to each other. One said that the woman outside should be brought in, and the other said that they both blamed him for provoking the Zhenbei Palace.

  At this moment, the servant came back and forth again, "—the third master has returned to the city——the third master has gone to Jingzhao Mansion——the third master has gone to Dali Temple."

   It is normal to go to Dali Temple, but why go to Jingzhao Mansion first? What is the third child going to do?

   Both of the husband and wife are in a state of desperation, Madam Hou gave Wu Anhou a push, "Hurry up and go to Jingzhao Mansion to ask."

Wu Anhou went out without saying a word, and soon came back with a dark face, "Your good son, asked someone to write a marriage letter in Huguo Temple, and married that woman as his wife without authorization. It's nothing more than a low status, or A dead man, the youngest **** is too shameful."

  Mrs. Hou was also shocked and angry at first, but when Master Hou scolded the third child, she was not happy. "Isn't he feeling uncomfortable? You also said that he is just a dead person, and it doesn't hurt anything."

  Marquis Wu'an glared at her, "Who says it's okay? That woman occupies the seat of the original wife's wife, and if the third child marries again, she will be the stepwife. Whose good girl is willing to bow down?"

   Madam Hou was also anxious and complained, "Then why didn't you get the marriage certificate back?"

"You think I didn't ask for it?" Marquis Wu'an said angrily, "If they don't give it to you, it's because your good son said that no one can take out the marriage certificate except him, and it has been filed. He is Guard against you and me!"

   "Great third child is my son alone? Why are you angry at me for not being able to do something?" Mrs. Hou retorted.

  But it was useless for the two of them to be angry and anxious. They could only comfort themselves with the reason that the woman was dead.

  Master Xiaowen, who had been on leave for more than half a month, came back to go to the government office. Looking at the much haggard Master Xiaowen, his colleagues all cast sympathetic eyes.

  Since ancient times, there has been a lot of love, hurt and parting, and love is sad. Young people, you can't understand it!

   Can't stand the cycle of life and death, can't stand love, hatred, anger and ignorance. Just wait until they are their age! Everything is the past, and in the end, ashes to ashes, dust to dust!

  However, they are also envious of their youthful frivolity and affection.

  Even Master He patted Wen Jiuxiao on the shoulder, reassuring, "There are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world."

  Wen Jiuxiao was all silent, he went straight into the cell, and the people arrested from the tailor shop were still waiting for his interrogation.

  As Yu Zhi guessed, Wen Jiuxiao also identified Yang Zhangzhu as the first suspect, and the people who completed the interrogation of the clothing store confirmed his guess.

   Crazy Mr. Xiaowen wandered around the capital, investigating cases and catching criminals. Only a few people who knew the inside story knew that all he pulled out were hidden stakes in the Zhenbei Palace.

   Rush to the crown and become a beauty! Tsk tsk, you see, don't mess with Mr. Xiaowen in the future.

   For a while, the wind in Beijing was turbulent, which startled many birds.

  One of them is that the fact that Princess Anle's other courtyard raised a noodle head was exposed, and the appearance of that person was still similar to Mrs. Xiaowen.

  Taikang Emperor——

  In order to clean up the mess for Princess Anle, he pinched his nose and promoted Jiang Shengyuan.

  As the Son of Heaven, he deprived Jiang Shengyuan of his eligibility as son-in-law and his status as Prince Pingxuanhou on charges of misconduct, and then had to give him a promotion as compensation. Doesn't his face hurt?

   Now that this incident happened again, Emperor Taikang had no choice but to order Princess Anle to become a female crown.

  Emperor Taikang still felt sorry for the daughter of Princess Anle. If he really wanted to punish her, the royal family had a family temple, so he could just punish her to go to the family temple to think about her mistakes.

  How could Emperor Taikang be willing to go to the family temple to suffer for Princess Anle?

   But being a women's crown is much more free. Since you want to be a women's crown, you must have Taoism, right? What, no, then build one. It was built according to Princess Anle's preferences, after all, she wanted to live.

  Even if she is a monk, Princess Anle is also the princess, with golden branches and jade leaves, can she be an ordinary female crown? That must not be possible, and it must be the master of the temple. As a temple master, can there be fewer people to serve?

  So you see, except that she is not in Beijing, Princess An Le's life is no different from before. She owns a Taoist temple and has a lot of people serving her, so she has the final say on everything.

   After a few years, the matter fades away, and Princess An Le returns to Beijing again, who can say anything?

   Is Yu Zhi dead? of course not.

  Where is Yu Zhi? She doesn't know where she is, but she has become a professional anti-trafficking now.

   That’s all for today, more will be added tomorrow!

   bie\'ji

  (end of this chapter)