Hearing his husband's call, He entered the carriage and carefully wiped the blood marks on the corner of his mouth with his handkerchief.

Wang Xuanzhi struggled to sit up, took the handkerchief, wiped it casually, then grabbed it in his hand, and asked He, "Can you get to your home quickly?"

"Well, it's coming soon." He stared at his husband, looking at his haggard and weak face, feeling distressed, but he didn't stop him, allowing him to keep up with his spirit.

Whether it was He or Wang Xuanzhi, despite their great fright, or even fatigue and pain, they still did not forget the suffering they might have suffered at home. They were thinking about Wang Ningzhi and Xie Daoyun, and they didn't know if they had escaped, and were grateful to the guards who stopped the thieves for them... According to their situation, it is estimated that the Wang Manor should have been attacked by the thieves. It is late at night and the casualties must be very serious. Because of this, after rushing to the county town tiredly to ask for help from Yu Fu, the two of them did not stay there, and they didn't even have time to change their wet clothes, so they got on the ox cart and rushed forward.

The speed of the martial soldiers was much faster than that of the ox carts and had long disappeared... This was also what Yu Fan wanted to make up for the mistakes and minimize the casualties of the Wang family. In the future, he might not affect his career.

However, Wang Xuanzhi was so weak... He could not imagine it anymore. Even though Wang Xuanzhi was still sitting in front of him, as if nothing had happened, his slightly shaking body, twitching branches, and the corners of his mouth that kept turbid blood all showed that he was just the last of his strength now.

While hesitating, he suddenly felt that his arm was being grabbed. He hurriedly looked up and saw Wang Xuanzhi's body slowly falling down, but his eyes were still open.

"Langjun, Langjun, are you okay?" He's tears came out and rushed to Wang Xuanzhi. The curtain of the car in front was lifted open. Qing'e leaned in and saw Wang Xuanzhi falling down. He hurried up to help.

"It's okay, I'm just a little sleepy, don't worry." Wang Xuanzhi said in a low voice, looking at He who was close to him, and wanted to touch her head, but he raised his arm, but he didn't lift it up after all, "Qing'e, go out first, I'll talk to my wife for a while, remember to call me if I get home."

Qing'e looked at He and nodded when she saw him, so she had to go out.

Feeling tears flowing down, flowing through the corners of his mouth, and eating it, there was a salty and bitter taste filling the tongue coating, and then spreading to his entire throat. He trembled gently, while crying, he straightened Wang Xuanzhi's body, but his eyes were unwilling to leave his husband's face.

"Don't cry, there will be such a day in the end." Wang Xuanzhi's eyes became turbid, and he looked at his wife blankly. When he smelled the smell on her body, it was still as fragrant as he could not rush away even the rain. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Xiuying, it is my blessing to be able to marry you as his wife."

"Langjun, don't say that, it's Xiuying who can marry you..."

"You are still like this, it seems that you have never changed... Xiuying, I... I can't do it anymore. The Wang family is not a rigid clan. After I die, you don't have to hold on to it." He raised his hand with great effort and covered He's lips. Wang Xuanzhi leaned on her and smiled, "Don't talk, stay with me, stay with me for a while..."

He sobbed, nodded, stretched out his hand to hold Wang Xuanzhi's hand, put it on his face, and looked at his husband gently, without saying anything.

The ox cart was moving slowly, as if walking on the trajectory of time, and quietly moved forward, and before he knew it, it came to the end.

"Dalang, young lady, you're home." Qing'e lifted up the curtain of the car and signaled to the main entrance.

Wang Xuanzhi's body trembled and struggled to get up. He quickly woke up, helped him sit up, and looked through the curtain of the car: The gate of the Wang family manor was wide open, and the surface was bumped into a pothole. The driver drove the car slowly and walked deeper as He's instructions.

Not long after, I saw some blood on the ground, and several corpses lying on the ground. Some of the slaves and servants in the family and some of them were wearing strange clothes. They should be thieves. At first, they were only a small part. The more they walked inside, the more corpses, the fewer the corpses of the slaves, and more were thieves and the corpses.

When they were about to enter Wang Xizhi's courtyard, a group of people stood there. It seemed that they were the military soldiers in the county town led by Yu Fan. When they saw them coming, the crowd surged for a moment. A group of people walked out. It was Wang Ningzhi who led the lead, followed by other brothers and sisters, Wang Xizhi and Xi Xuan.

Seeing them coming, He breathed a sigh of relief and asked Wang Ningzhi who was approaching: "There is no family..."

"It's all okay, there's no life danger." Wang Ningyi came over first and watched Qing'e jump out of the car, "My eldest brother is okay."

"Da Lang..." Tears fell again, and He helped Wang Xuanzhi sit up hard.

He looked calm and closed his eyes peacefully, and there was a smile on his lips.

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...

The noisy music and the chaotic voices were heard. In the middle, a group of women in exposed clothes were dancing Hu dances. Their figures were charming and seemed to be affected by the atmosphere. They danced and conveyed feelings to the men around them.

Xu Shen drank the wine in the bowl in one mouthful, and immediately screamed loudly, but it was not abrupt. He seemed to have thrown the usual elegance behind his head, assimilated with the people around him wholeheartedly, throwing the bowl, looking at the woman next to him with a slightly drunk eyes, seeing his collarbone and half of his crispy chest exposed, and his chest was filled with strange temptation under the dim firelight. He reached out and held it in his arms, pulled off the fig leaf vigorously, grabbed the two balls, round, and ravaged them hard.

Most people around were doing the same thing, making Xu Shen not care about shame. After enjoying it, he burped and said to Master Puxiang who was sitting in the main seat: "True, Master Xu... Jinyan, thank you, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I would have died at Xu Heng's hands even if I didn't die in prison."

"Jinyan said this and was disastrous." Facing the gratitude of being a county magistrate, Puxiang Zhenren was still very helpful, and his hands that moved on women slowed down a little. "You and I are friends. When my friends are wronged, I naturally want to help you and teach you a lesson in the arrogant Wang family, just your family..."

Xu Shen was stunned for a moment, and he remembered his wife who rescued him again. Now that he escaped, he could not let her suffer for him. He pushed the woman in his arms away, looked at Puxiang Zhenren, ignored the plump and still tearful women beside Puxiang, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "My family must be rescued, real person... Although I am not a rich family, I have little family resources. If the real person rescues my wife, I will give them all to the real person."

"Give it all to me?" Puxiang was stunned, but he quickly laughed, "Give it all to me. Jinyan, how do you want to work in the future, then I will become a villain."

"I dare not...I." Xu Shen stood up from his seat, walked out, and bowed to Puxiang Zhenren, "If the real person does not dislike it, I will be willing to serve the real person in the future."
Chapter completed!