shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Chapter 14 The Wen Family’s Unexpected Disaster

She had already helped him up. She still had business to do. Thinking of this, Jiang Zhimiao nodded slightly and walked towards the well.

However, before taking two steps, she heard another bang, a familiar smell, and a familiar formula. Even if she didn't turn around, she knew it was him who had fallen again.

Turning his head to look, sure enough, the boy was falling to the ground in the same posture as before, with veins popping out on his forehead, looking like he was in pain.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhimiao accepted her fate and helped her again. If it weren't for the fact that he was a friend of Mingzhu Minghuai, she would not have cared about it. After having some interaction, she took care of the friendship between the two children. He just tried his best again and again.

Looking at the scratch under the young man's crow-feather-like long eyelashes, Jiang Zhimiao felt regretful that a scratch on his smooth face destroyed its beauty, but at the same time it added a sense of vulnerability.

It has to be said that the boy whose face was scratched was more likely to arouse the pity in Jiang Zhimiao's heart. After he stood still, she pulled him to sit down by the well: "Let's rest here for a while. You now It’s not suitable for walking, so sit for a while.”

The feeling of powerlessness coupled with the blessing of naturally flat feet made Wen Zhuqing really uncomfortable. He followed her strength and sat down, thanked her again, and then looked at the girl in front of him.

At a quick glance before, I thought she was a bit coquettish, but now I see that she is still warm-hearted and a good person.

After watching for a while, listening to the sound of water flowing in his ears, his thoughts gradually flew away, to the day he was taken to the prison.

Before lunch, I heard something going on in the Jiang family, so I sent someone to inquire and found out that it was the Jiang family who had been confiscated and exiled by the emperor for colluding with the party. The Wen family and the Jiang family were neighbors after all. As a result, the people in the house were inevitably unpopular. Panic.

He had no reason to panic. It was not until the eunuchs came to the Wen Mansion with the officers and soldiers that the panic finally turned into reality. In fact, the Wen family's exile was an unwarranted disaster.

A concubine emerged from the declining lineage of the Wen family. The Wen family was a veteran of three dynasties and was also a favorite in the court. She was not expected to contribute to the family's glory. Unexpectedly, she actually colluded with the rebel king and forced the palace to rebel. The arrogance and conspiracy to kill the imperial concubine caused her to become pregnant, cause her to become pregnant, and almost cause her to lose her fetus.

His Majesty was furious and immediately ordered the Wen family to have their homes confiscated and exiled. There was no room for change. The Wen family had their homes confiscated just because of a woman.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhuqing's eyes flashed with a deep light, and when he raised his eyes again, they were clear again. That's all, everything is fate, and you can't control it at all. Life is impermanent. Once you are rich, it is up to heaven, and sometimes you are humble like earth. Nothing is permanent.

When he raised his eyes again, the girl's back came into view. It was already dusk, and the sinking twilight shone on the girl's body, revealing a hazy beauty in her whole body.

I saw her holding the rope and the barrel tightly with both hands. She flicked the bucket straight down and shook the rope left and right. After a while, she filled the bucket with water. With a little effort, the barrel was lifted easily. Come up.

Jiang Zhimiao put the bucket aside, poured some dishwashing liquid from the bottle into the palm of his hand, then took the bucket and poured some water onto his hand. After rubbing it carefully for a few times, he poured some more detergent into his hand. Just pour some water and clean it.

Dumping the water on her hand casually, Jiang Zhimiao picked up the kettle she brought and filled it with water. After tightening it, she turned to look at the young man sitting behind her.

I have to say that his manners are really good. Even if he is sitting leisurely, his back is straight and he does not show signs of depression at all.

After returning the barrels to their original places, Jiang Zhimiao walked towards him with the newly filled kettle. Seeing his eyes silently staring ahead, she waved her hand: "Are you okay? Are you feeling better?"

Wen Zhuqing slowly raised his head, caught her almond-shaped eyes, and said in a clear voice: "Much better, thank you girl."

When they looked at each other, Jiang Zhimiao discovered that the young man had a pair of light amber eyes, which were particularly shining in the sinking twilight.As long as she gets better, she will go back. Jiang Zhimiao looked at him and said: "Ao'ao, I still have something to do, so I'll go back first. Can you do it alone? If it's not convenient, why don't you come with me? Go back together?"

Just treat her as a kindhearted person and help him. Everyone wants to go back, and they are not too far away, so it is just a matter of helping him.

There were noisy sounds in the distance, and another wave of prisoners came one after another. Seeing more and more people, he continued: "Aren't you here just to fetch water? Give me the kettle and I will help you." Fight, and then go back, I think you should rest and rest in this situation."

Wrestling alone is not enough to stop him from resting, but his lips are white. Although it is not visible on his face, if you look closely, you can still notice the sweat flowing down from the young man's forehead from time to time.

If the sweat was caused by the hot weather, Jiang Zhimiao wouldn't say anything. The sweat was obviously caused by physical discomfort. Since she had already helped, she didn't mind if a good person did it to the end.

Due to her poor condition, Wen Zhuqing was silent for a while, then took off the water bottle from her waist and handed it over: "Thank you, girl."

Jiang Zhimiao took the kettle over, poured another pot along with the water in the bucket, and then handed the kettle over: "Here, pack it, let's go."

After saying that, she lifted up the boy's arm and walked towards the room. Wen Zhuqing didn't see anyone outside and followed her lead and stood up.

He was surprised for a moment by the girl's actions, coughed twice, moved his eyes along his arm to Shao Shao's green-white hand, raised his eyes and said: "Girl, men and women don't interact with each other, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to do this. "

After finishing his words, he coughed a few more times. After a few more coughs, his pale complexion turned rosy again, and he looked much more energetic.

Jiang Zhimiao laughed and said sincerely: "Okay, now that I have been let go, don't pay attention to those secular rules, just think of me as an enthusiastic person."

She had forgotten that Da Xuguo attached great importance to the distinction between men and women. It didn't matter to her that men and women were not seated at the same table when they were seven years old. However, the young man's eyes moved to his face as his thoughts followed, and he was very reserved.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhimiao was silent and moved her hand upwards. She wanted to hold his shoulders directly, but by visual inspection, the boy was at least 1.8 meters tall. She was only 1.6 meters tall, so forget it.

In this case, Wen Zhuqing was no longer coy and acquiesced to her behavior. As if he had thought of something, he raised his eyes and asked, "I am being cautious. The girl is like this. Wen doesn't know the girl's name. Don't you know the girl's name?"

"Jiang Zhimiao, you know Zhi, you are illusory Miao, what about you?" After finishing his words, Jiang Zhimiao looked at him and asked.

"I would like to express my love to you, my beloved Zhu." After finishing his words, he paused and then continued: "The bamboo of bamboo, I miss you dear to my beloved."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Zhimiao nodded. She was still wondering who Zhu Qing was, but after hearing his explanation, she suddenly became enlightened.

"Okay, I remember, Wen Zhuqing, it's pretty good, it's really pretty good." Jiang Zhimiao smiled blindly, her smile was her protective umbrella, she had little education, and she could tell the world with her one word.

After a few words of greeting, Jiang Zhimiao helped him to the room.

(End of this chapter)