Chapter 243 Jiaojiao (20)

But he hated her to the core, and when he came out, he ruthlessly pushed her to the ground.

Father and Brother Yue rushed over and saw her injured, Brother Yue wanted to pick out his intestines to vent his anger.

Jiang Yi was very surprised. At that moment, she realized that in the eyes of people who often fight, captives are nothing more than pigs and dogs.

She couldn't bear it and begged her father to let him go.

The father hesitated, but in the end he couldn't resist her pleading and let them go.

He left, and before he left, his eyes swept across their faces one by one, as if he wanted to make them stand still.

Jiang Yi withdrew his thoughts.

Jiang Yi stepped back step by step, long-lost tears falling from her eyes.

It turned out to be true.

If she didn't save Fu Chen, it would be impossible for him to live in pain for so many years.If she didn't save Fu Chen, it would be impossible for him to brutally destroy the Jiang family.

Everything is her.

Her father, mother, elder brother, Shuangshuang, brother Yue...

All because of her death!
"Do not--"

Jiang Yi covered her ears and screamed frantically.

"No! No!" She shook her head, as if her mind was about to explode, she turned around and ran away in a breakdown.

Jiang Yi ran desperately, as if everything could be left behind by her.

The breathing became heavier and the heart beat faster and faster.

"Little boy!"

A military green figure rushed towards her, hugged her, and she crashed into his arms, looking at his face with tears in her eyes.

No wonder, the first time I met Jiang Yi, I felt this face was familiar, so they had seen it before.

She grabbed Fu Chen's skirt and cried bitterly.

"So it's me, it's all because of me..."

"Xiao Yier, Xiao Yier, what's wrong with you?" Fu Chen patted Jiang Yi's back in a panic, at a loss.

Jiang Yi just cried and shook his head and choked up, and finally fell into his arms with a black eye.

The three servant girls hurriedly followed up panting.

Fu Chen's face was terribly black, and in an instant the surrounding air seemed to be at the North Pole.

With a bang, the maids immediately knelt on the ground trembling, their heads almost lowered to the ground.

"What's going on here!" Fu Chen snapped.

The maids looked at each other, and finally the eldest maid gritted her teeth and raised her head, and said, "Yes, it's madam. I deliberately told you about Junzuo's life experience to provoke madam."

"Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on her? Why did you go to the East Chamber?" Fu Chen's eyes were red and his veins were bulging.

When had they ever seen such a Junzuo, they just thought that they were doomed to die, and they were about to cry: "It's my wife who insisted on going, we stopped it, but we can't stop it!"

"Go away! Don't call for a military doctor yet!"

Fu Chen carefully carried the frowning and muttering Jiang Yi in his arms to the pavilion.

Jiang Yi had a fever, and kept talking in his sleep in his sleep, with an expression of self-blame, as if he was about to die of guilt.

"It's all me, it's all because of me. I was wrong, it was me."

Looking at Jiang Yi like this, Fu Chen's heart was pierced, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only hold her hand behind his back, put it on his lips, and said it over and over again.

"No, it's not your fault, it's everyone's fault, but it's not your fault!"

It was Jiang Yi's father's fault, and his Fu Chen's fault, but it had nothing to do with Jiang Yi. She was supposed to be the most innocent person, but she suffered the most.

Fu Chen held Jiang Yi in his arms and hugged her tightly. At this moment, he was really afraid that she would leave, "Don't leave me, okay? Even if you stay and hate me! Torture me! Don't leave me ..."

"Without you, for the rest of my life, what's the difference between me and a walking corpse?"

Fu Chen stayed by her bedside for three full days and three nights.

If Jiang Yi is not awake, he will not sleep.

In the end, she still woke up and looked at him with a confused expression.

"Ah Shen? Is it me? I saved you back then?" Jiang Yi opened his eyes, and the first sentence he asked was this.

Fu Chen smiled gently, his thin lips were dry and peeling because he hadn't had a drop of water in three days, and deliberately changed the concept: "It was you who saved me by the Yangliu River three years ago."

"No! I mean ten years ago!" Jiang Yi asked persistently, not accepting Fu Chen's painstaking efforts.

"You're too weak, I'll ask someone to bring you something to eat."

Fu Chen changed the subject and was about to get up, but Jiang Yi grabbed his arm and refused to let him go.

Fu Chen finally compromised helplessly, and lowered his eyes, "Yes, I am your father's little prisoner you let go ten years ago."

Jiang Yi closed his eyes, completely giving up and letting go.

What else does she hate?

The army led by her father tortured and killed his family. Brother Yue and uncle were involved. They owed him so much life.

Fu Chen was nothing more than revenge.

She can only hate herself, because she saved Fu Chen, that's why they all died, so if she wants revenge, she should seek revenge from herself.

Ridiculous!It's ridiculous.

Jiang Yi laughed out loud, and shed tears, but her expression was poignant.

"Don't do this, it's not your fault, look at me, it's not your fault."

Fu Chen pressed Jiang Yi's shoulder and told her over and over again that it was not her fault.

Such Jiang Yi made him feel cold.

Jiang Yi looked into Fu Chen's eyes, dazed in a daze, "You're right, it's not my fault, it's not who is right or wrong, this incident itself is a joke!"

Jiang Yi pushed Fu Chen away, his glazed eyes were filled with ashes, without a trace of warmth, only a penetrating coldness remained.

Afterwards, Fu Chen stayed by her side every day.

Jiang Yi was the same as the previous days, and greeted him with gentleness like water every day.

Seeing Jiang Yi like this, Fu Chen felt a little relieved in his heart.

That's fine, even if it's fake.

But Jiang Yi started to make plans, she didn't want to continue like this, she was already entwined with love, resentment, hatred, annoyance, and ruin in her heart, making her almost crazy.

No, or rather, already crazy!
She wanted to end all of this with her own hands and let this joke end.

Winter is getting colder and colder.

Even in the warm pavilion, you have to burn charcoal every day so that you don't feel so cold.

Fu Chen specially found silver bone charcoal.

Silver bone charcoal is specially used by the Imperial Household Department for high-grade concubines.The carbon is like hoar frost, smokeless, difficult to burn, not easy to extinguish, and has a strange fragrance when burned.

When burning, put it in a copper wire hood, fill a pot, and it can burn for a day and a night. When you get inside the house, it is warmer than spring, and if you put a pot of rhododendrons, they will bloom.

A catty of carbon can be exchanged for a goldfish.

Jiang Yi was wearing a foreign skirt with filigree and coil pattern, her lotus root arms were leaking out, she waved her hands and fanned her face, and said coquettishly, "It's so hot, why is it burning so hot, and the windows are not open to let in the wind."

"Ma'am, this is silver bone charcoal. There is no smoke. You don't need to open the windows. If you open the windows, it won't be so warm."

Jiang Yi stood up, walked towards the charcoal stove, and glanced inside: "Well, there is no smoke, such a good thing, did Jun Zuo send some to Madam?"

"Ma'am, such a good thing is so precious, a piece of gold can only buy such a pot, how can it be..."

"Then you can send my pot to Madam, she is still pregnant with a child."

Jiang Yi waved his hand and said indifferently.

But the maid hesitated and did not move.

(End of this chapter)

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