Only then did the two learn that the woman's husband was a Beijing official of a low-grade grade. He was busy with business and his servants had other things to do. She was worried about some things, so she came out in person.

The woman is beautiful, and Jiang Ruoru feels good when she looks at her, and she says a few more words without realizing it.

Walking all the way to the alley, Xiaoman saw the green willow branches that had been hanging from the yard outside the wall. He remembered inexplicably that he had seen it in some book that planting willow trees at home would cause trouble.

By chance, the woman stopped in front of the courtyard and smiled at them: "Thank you, two girls. If you don't mind the simplicity of the house, come in and drink a little water before leaving."

Jiang Ruoruo secretly complained, how can this be called simple?

Just as he was about to politely decline, he heard a rush of horse hooves coming from behind him, getting closer and closer to them.

The woman's smile that had been hanging on her face froze. After reacting, she advised: "Since that's the case, you two should leave quickly."

Xiaoman was about to turn around when he suddenly heard a full voice, "Lin Wan! You woman is so shameless!"

The voice was too familiar. Even after so long, it was still like a thorn till the heart. With just a slight stroke, it instantly evoked the memory of the Jiang Mansion.

The spring scenery above her head was warm, but she felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet and spreading to her limbs, making her whole body stiff and cold.

When Jiang Ruoru saw that Xiaoman's expression was wrong, he called out, "What's wrong with Xiaoman?"

Cheng Ying got off the horse, glanced at Jiang Ruoruo sideways, and had not seen Xiaoman's face yet, and asked, "Who are you?"

Lin Wan pretended to be calm and stopped the two of them.

"It's just two girls who sent me back, don't make things difficult for them."

Xiaoman deliberately turned his face to one side and pulled Jiang Ruoruo's sleeve to take her away.

Her face was covered with hair hanging down her cheeks. Cheng Ying looked at Jiang Ruoruo's clothes and the maid who followed her. She could also guess that she had an extraordinary background and did not mean to be embarrassed.

"Let's go."

Xiaoman whispered, pulling Jiang Ruoruo away, his steps seemed a little panicked.

Jiang Chi stood behind Cheng Ying and looked at her for a while, his brows became more and more powerful, and only when she turned around, she saw a blurry side face.

Cheng Ying's angry questioning sounded behind him. Xiaomanquan pretended that he didn't hear it, but Jiang Ruoruo pulled her to ask.

Finally, after walking a distance, Cheng Ying's voice gradually faded away. She breathed a sigh of relief, and then she realized that the palms of her palms were sticky and she felt cold sweat.

"Ruoru, I..."

"Jiang Xiaoman!"

With a cold sound, her arm was suddenly grabbed and she was forced to turn around with force.

Jiang Chi's eyes were so bloody that he was holding her hand trembling slightly. He stared at her for a long time and couldn't speak. He said, "You are alive, you are not dead..."

The expression on his face was too complicated, and it was difficult for her to tell the difference between them. This was hatred or ecstasy, or a distortion that was shocked to the extreme.

Xiaoman's arm was pinched and hurt. Before she could struggle to pull her hand back, Jiang Chi was opened by the woman who suddenly appeared.
Chapter completed!