The villain and the powerful official secretly read the diary and broke my plot every day

"You have already robbed so much money from our Han family, why won't you let us go?" The girl with disheveled hair spoke with tears in her eyes.

At this moment, the tip of Gu Yanqing's sword was still against her throat. She looked at Gu Yanqing with fear and hatred, and the emotions in her eyes were extremely complicated.

The conical hat and veil concealed Gu Yanqing's true face. The sword in his hand turned, and the next moment, it was sheathed.

"Son!"

At this time, Fan Qingming arrived with his men, and a group of people walked in in a disorderly manner. Seeing the corpses on the ground, Fan Qingming's eyes turned red.

These... are all brothers who have been through life and death with him in Yuzhou!

"Brother Fan!"

Seeing Fan Qingming, the girl beside him ran to his side as if she had seen a relative, grabbed his arm, and then said tremblingly: "Brother Fan, my brother and sister-in-law... they... they are all dead..."

As the girl spoke, she burst into tears: "I... I'm so scared."

That’s right, this girl is Han Song’s sister, Han Yiling.

He is also the only survivor in this small courtyard today.

"Sister Yiling, what happened?" Fan Qingming was familiar with the Han family. When he heard Han Yiling's words, he immediately asked anxiously.

"I... I don't know either... I've been in the cellar. My sister-in-law said she has guests today and wants to cook for them herself. My eldest brother asked me to go to the cellar and get the jar of wine he treasures. After that..."

Han Yiling spoke intermittently, crying bitterly as she spoke.

When she was in the cellar, she heard faint shouting and fighting sounds coming from outside.

She didn't dare come out because she was afraid.

Later, the sounds gradually disappeared. Han Yiling waited for a long time, making sure there was no more sound outside. Only then did she hurriedly crawl out, and then...

It was here that she met Gu Yanqing.

"you……"

At this time, Han Yiling looked at Gu Yanqing who was wearing a conical hat, her tear-red eyes still full of vigilance and suspicion.

"Are you really... the person my eldest brother is waiting for?"

"it's me."

Gu Yanqing slowly took off the hat on his head, and a handsome and cold face immediately appeared in front of Han Yiling.

Han Yiling felt her breathing stagnate——

Is this the legendary Prime Minister Gu?

Indeed, he is so handsome that it is hard to recover from his beauty.

Han Yiling stood there in a daze for a long time before she lowered her eyes nervously and embarrassedly, avoiding Gu Yanqing's sight.

"Qingming, take people to clean up this place." Gu Yanqing gave an order, then he put down his hat, bent down, and picked up the body of the young child on the ground.

The corpse was still soft and even had some warmth left...

"Sir, let me do it." Uncle Ping's voice trembled slightly.

"No, I'll do it myself."

Gu Yanqing's voice was exceptionally firm and cold.

Those people... chose this day, this moment specifically.

It's just for him to see this, isn't it?

This is the most blatant provocation from those people in Yuzhou.

Uncle Ping stood behind Gu Yanqing, looking at his tall and straight figure, and seemed to be back to that snowy night more than ten years ago.

On that snowy night, Uncle Ping followed his old master through the snow and the sea of ​​blood and corpses, and met the frail young man.

"You will follow me from now on. From now on, you will be my grandson and take my last name, Gu. Okay?"

The old master's voice was gentler than ever before.

"My sister is still sick."

In the young man's blood-red eyes, a hint of clear tenderness could be vaguely seen.

"I will save her, she will get better, you all come back with me. From now on, you are all members of Gujiazhuang."

"As long as you can save her, I'll do anything."

When the young man heard the old man's words, his eyes brightened in an instant.

Those eyes...

Until now, it is still engraved deep in Pingshu's heart and has never been forgotten.

Gu Yanqing...

His last name is not Gu.

His surname and his origin, along with the bloody storm of more than a decade ago, were buried in that snowy night, that winter, that year...

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Gu Yanqing personally led people to clean up the yard, and the bodies of Han Song's family and those dead brothers were all buried one by one.

"Qingming, Uncle Ping will give you some money. The families of those brothers must be properly settled and taken good care of."

Gu Yanqing never hesitates to spend money on his brothers who have been through thick and thin with him.

"Yes."

Fan Qingming nodded, then fell to his knees at Gu Yanqing's feet.

"What are you doing?" Gu Yanqing's expression changed slightly and his tone was cold.

"Prime Minister, it's my fault that I failed to protect Han Song's family, but... I can guarantee with my own life that my brothers are all loyal and honest people, there won't be any traitors!"

Fan Qingming's voice was very heavy.

Nothing would have happened to Han Song's family earlier or later, but they had to wait until the day the Prime Minister came to cause trouble.

Why is that?

It was obvious that someone had leaked Han Song's family's whereabouts long ago, and...

The other party even knew that Gu Yanqing would come here on this day.

They knew Gu Yanqing's whereabouts exactly and deliberately took action early, allowing Gu Yanqing to witness the tragic death of Han Song's family with his own eyes. Even when he arrived, their bodies were still warm!

This was a blatant provocation, and he didn't take Gu Yanqing seriously at all.

And the most important thing is that, except for their own people, no one else knows about Gu Yanqing’s itinerary outside the capital this time!

Fan Qingming was unwilling to believe that there was a traitor among his brothers. He also firmly believed that his brothers, who had been through thick and thin with him, were all trustworthy people!

"How many heads do you have to dare to guarantee so many people?"

Gu Yanqing heard Fan Qingming's words, lowered his eyes to glance at him, and then said coldly: "My whereabouts this time are very secretive. Not to mention those people in the capital, even His Majesty didn't know I would arrive in Dicheng first. The only ones who know my itinerary are you and your group of brothers, right?"

"Master Xiang!"

Fan Qingming knelt on the ground, his voice trembling. He wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Gu Yanqing.

"It's better to kill the wrong person than to let him go. Let's...deal with them all and treat their families well."

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That night, in a desolate courtyard in Di City, the sound was filled with painful wails.

White candles were burning in the main hall of the courtyard.

Han Yiling was wearing mourning clothes and kneeling quietly on a cushion. In front of her was the spirit tablet of Han Song's family of three.

Tonight, she will keep vigil here.

I don’t know how long it took, but the noise in the yard gradually died down, and the familiar smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

Han Yiling was still kneeling in the main hall, but her body was shaking slightly.

"Miss Han, don't you want to go out and take a look?"

A cool and pleasant male voice suddenly came from behind.

Han Yiling came back to her senses, turned her head slightly, and saw the elegant figure walking slowly towards her in the moonlight.

He is like a banished immortal, untainted by the mundane world.