The delicate boy I picked up after traveling through the book is a big devil

Zhu Jingtang was tired of shouting and sat on the ground with a look of defeat on his face, but after a while, he regained hope.

"Don't be afraid. As long as my mother is here, she won't just sit there and watch me get imprisoned and remain indifferent." Zhu Jingtang comforted himself.

Zeng You escaped from the dungeon, and his subordinates came to report that his sister had come to the yamen to look for him.

He hesitated for a moment, but still went to see her.

An old woman in her 60s, with cloudy eyes, a hunched and skinny body, walked into the backyard of the county government office with a cane.

As soon as she saw Zeng You, she seemed to lose all her strength, her body went limp, and she almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Zeng You was quick to help her up: "Sister."

The old woman also spoke: "Brother, I heard Jingtang got into trouble. How is he?"

Zeng You helped her into the inner hall. Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, the old woman was so anxious that she just poked her crutch.

The crutch hit the ground, making a clicking sound, and each sound seemed to be hitting Zeng You's heart.

"What happened to Jingtang? He is my only son and also your nephew. As his uncle, you can't ignore him." The old woman said anxiously.

She has always been in poor health, and Zeng You was afraid that she would get angry and have a heart attack.

While supporting her and walking towards the inner hall, he comforted her: "Sister, it's windy outside, let's go in first."

After helping the person in, place him on a stool.

As he turned around, he whispered to his servants, "Go and get the doctor."

After the servant left, Zeng You turned around and faced the old woman.

He spoke carefully, "Sister, Jingtang has always been spoiled. I have been able to keep it a secret for him and make it a happy ending for him many times before, but I'm afraid I can't do that this time."

"What do you mean by no good? How could it be no good? How big a crime did he commit? You are his uncle." The old woman said with great sorrow.

Zeng You did not compromise this time. He said, "It is precisely because I am his uncle that I can no longer protect him."

"You, what are you going to do?" the old woman asked uneasily.

Zeng You took a deep breath and said, "He will be executed in the autumn."

"Click!" The sound of a crutch falling to the ground.

"Brother, brother, please let Jingtang go. He is still young and doesn't know anything. He, he is my only son. He is my life!" The old woman knelt on the ground wailing, and was about to kowtow to Zeng You.

Zeng You also knelt on the ground and grabbed the old woman's arm: "Sister, don't do this..."

Su He and his group returned to the inn, and Song Yu was sitting at the table at the lobby entrance, looking forward to it.

When he saw them coming back, he immediately stood up and looked at them inquiringly.

Su He walked over quickly and nodded at her.

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Then go to bed early. We will set off early tomorrow morning."

Su He nodded, and the two were about to go upstairs when Song Yu was stopped.

"Song Yu," the voice was crisp.

Song Yu stopped, turned around and looked at Ji Qiuyue who was walking towards her aggressively.

Su He suddenly stood in front of Song Yu and looked at Ji Qiuyue warningly.

Ji Qiuyue stopped two steps away from Song Yu. She ignored Su He in front of her and looked at Song Yu.

"Song Yu." Ji Qiuyue spoke.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at her, wondering what she was up to.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you." Ji Qiuyue said crisply: "Also, thank you for saving me."

Song Yu stared at Ji Qiuyue for a while, which made her feel uneasy.

"You, why are you looking at me like that?" Ji Qiuyue couldn't help but ask.

Song Yu said: "Nothing, I just want to see if you really mean it."

Hearing her doubts, Ji Qiuyue said anxiously: "I, Ji Qiuyue, always keep my word. My thanks to you are my thanks, and my apology to you is my apology. Humph, if you want to accept it, then accept it. If you don't want to accept it, then forget it."

Song Yu said, "With your attitude, I won't accept your thanks or apology."

After saying that, he pulled Su He and turned to walk upstairs, ignoring her.

Ji Qiuyue was left standing there in a daze, as if she had not expected Song Yu to be so honest.

Although she is not the youngest sister in the sect, she is young and has a high talent for martial arts. Her senior brothers and sisters dote on her, and her junior brothers and sisters also give in to her.

The master loved her very much. She had always been apologized to by others. Today was the first time she apologized to someone, but it was not accepted.

She stamped her feet in anger, then turned around and walked angrily to Shen Shuyuan, saying, "Senior Brother, what should I do so that Song Yu will accept my apology and thanks?"

Shen Shuyuan smiled and looked at the stubborn and somewhat willful junior sister in front of him.

"Qiuyue, whether it's an apology or a thank you, do you know what the most important thing is?" Shen Shuyuan asked.

Ji Qiuyue thought about it and shook her head.

Shen Shuyuan said: "It's sincerity. You have to let the other party feel your true sincerity."

"How does this feel?" Ji Qiuyue looked conflicted.

Shen Shuyuan said, "Perhaps you could think about it. When you were angry in the past, how did others apologize to you?"

"How do others do it?" Ji Qiuyue fell into deep thought.

Su He sent Song Yu to the door of her room and told her, "Go to bed early."

Song Yu nodded: "Yeah, you too."

As he watched the door close, the gentleness on Su He's face disappeared. He returned to the next room and took out the mask from the package.

Qingxi stood beside him, watching his movements.

Su He said, "If A Yu comes looking for me, I will come back. You know what to do."

Qingxi responded respectfully: "Yes."

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In the dungeon, Zhu Jingtang leaned against the cell door, closed his eyes and rested, with no panic or fear on his face.

Zeng You's words did scare him at first, but when he came to his senses, he felt that it was not scary at all.

Because as long as his mother is still alive, she will not allow Zeng You to abandon her.

But he forgot that man proposes, God disposes.

"Click," there was a slight sound of unlocking.

Zhu Jingtang opened his eyes in confusion. The light in the dungeon was dim, but he could still see the figure in front of him.

He only saw a silhouette, and the next moment, before he could react, a blood mark appeared on his neck.

Only death is silent.

"Sir, something's wrong..."

Zeng You was trying to persuade his elder sister, but the old woman was crying bitterly, telling him about the difficulties in the past, how their parents died early, and how she, a woman, had worked hard to raise her only brother, to support his studies and to help him pass the imperial examinations.

Now, her husband died early, leaving behind only one son. If something happened to Zhu Jingtang, she would not survive.

Zeng You originally wanted to be ruthless and never show favoritism, but after listening to his sister's words, he couldn't help himself.

Just when he was about to compromise, his men came running over.

He was already in a bad mood, and when he saw this, he immediately scolded: "Why are you in such a hurry? What's the matter?"

"Sir, there was an accident in the dungeon. All the prisoners brought back today are dead." The subordinate said in a trembling voice.

When Zeng You heard this, he stood up from his chair and glared at the subordinate who was reporting: "What did you say?" His eyes were filled with shock and surprise.