The man's smile became more and more strange, almost piled up in his annoying face.

There is no doubt that he was hinting at what happened to Jiangying after that day to arouse the resentment between the other party and the Saint.

But in a flash, his smile froze on his face, and only surprise was left in his eyes.

And fear.

Why did the world in his eyes begin to turn?

And why, my head begins to fall downwards without control?

It was not until his torso and limbs appeared in his eyes that he realized that he had been cut open by someone.

He didn't have time to react to all this!

Jiangying's eyes were like water, with a faint coldness in her eyes. She waited until the headless corpse knelt in front of her unconsciously before murmuring to herself.

"What qualifications do you have to borrow me as a knife?"

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When Liu Ruohuan heard the name of the person in her father's mouth, she felt like she was falling into an ice cellar, and her hands were trembling slightly.

In fact, he rushed back to Liu Mansion today not only because his father's condition worsened.

Dengtianwan's incident made him sleepless at night, and Jiangying's true identity, or the real identity of the person behind her, was a fog.

Seeing that he was worried, Liu Yan asked worriedly: "What? Are you worried about? If you can help your father, you can tell me."

"It's okay, it's another matter. My father can calm down and recuperate. I'll find a way to solve the problems at home."

How could Liu Ruohuan tell him about such things?

At this time, in the Liu Mansion, it is better to have less than more things. Although Jiangying's approach to taking care of her father is puzzling, his biological father and mother should not have anything to do with this matter.

Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Liu Yan felt even more disgusted.

He felt guilty about Liu Ruohuan. In order to protect his wife's safety, he sold him to the Luo family for a transaction.

But who would have thought that Wang Anrong, the young minister of Dali Temple, could not interfere in the matter, and ended up stealing chickens and losing rice.

He was speechless for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and then he said slowly: "Although the Luo family is not a good place, we have no place to live now... Being a son-in-law in the Luo family is better than being a prison meal with the Liu family in the future, and then being demoted to slaves as a servant. By the way, the name of the young master of the Luo family as a husband is ultimately a rumor in the market, and he is not sure whether it is true or false. If you can survive your life, you will be the master of the Luo family among the only one person and ten thousand people in the future."

Then, Liu Yan added with a worried look: "But my Liu family has collapsed and cannot be your backing. If that young master dislikes your identity in the future and wants to give up on you, what should I do?"

If Liu Yan hadn't mentioned the incident of the Luo family's wife being a husband, Liu Ruohuan would have forgotten about this.

But I don’t know whether it’s good or bad, and his life span is only two years long, so the saying that life is hard does not exist for him at all.

When I saw the middle-aged man in front of me, I forced myself to talk about the disputes in the backyard for him and told him to pay attention.

All this made him feel a little inexplicably.

Perhaps in this world, men should consider more about family affairs within their homes.

If you accidentally get involved with the powerful, you may be closed and it will turn into a miniature version of the palace fighting scene.

But Liu Ruohuan is different from others after all. He is a person who travels through another world. He can understand his father's concern for him, but he cannot understand the doubts and tastes of being a young grandmother at home.

"I remember everything. Father, please rest first. I'll go to the yard to relax."

Liu Yan thought that Liu Ruohuan had listened to all the meaning of his words, so he nodded and lay on the bed with his eyes closed.

Seeing that he finally lay down, Liu Ruohuan carefully closed the door and walked towards the side courtyard where the servant lived.

Before he could take two steps, he was hit by an old servant in Mai who was carrying a bag on his back.

The two took a step back from each other.

It was also a pity that Liu Ruohuan was full of thoughts and did not look at the road seriously. He was about to apologize, but found that the old man in front of him was Xu Bo, who had been in charge of the Liu Mansion before.

The servants in the mansion, except for the housekeepers who need to manage all kinds of chores and housework, only these old servants have the highest status.

Uncle Xu has been in Liufu Mansion for many years, and the cashier can be considered a good player.

Uncle Xu also recognized Liu Ruohuan's identity, and his voice trembled slightly, "Young Master... Is the Young Master back?"

"Well, look at Uncle Xu's hurry, where are you going?"

Liu Ruohuan looked at it carefully, but didn't expect to be anxious when he saw it. After seeing it, Uncle Xu actually knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Young Master, our Liu family is exhausted. I am old and I really don't want to go to prison... I'm not in good health. I heard from Dr. Wang at the intersection of Dongjie that I have old rheumatism and can't get over it."

Liu Ruohuan suddenly realized that Uncle Xu was preparing to escape, no wonder he was so panicked.

"Uncle Xu, don't worry, I understand your difficulties, and I didn't intend to block your way. I just don't understand some things very well. I want to come to the side courtyard to see which servants are there."

Hearing that Liu Ruohuan was unintentionally blocking her, Xu Bo immediately raised his head with gratitude and a flattering smile was barely squeezed out on his wrinkled face.

This is a habit of being a servant for many years and cannot be changed.

"If the young master asks about the family, just ask me. There were thirty-seven servants in the Liu Mansion a month ago... I was the last one to come out of this side courtyard, and I know everything about this during this period."

Liu Ruohuan nodded, but unexpectedly, he asked the right person whenever he came.

He asked Uncle Xu to get up, and the two walked into a side room together.

After closing the doors and windows, Liu Ruohuan asked Uncle Xu with a serious expression.

"Does Xu Bo remember Jiangying?"

"Somewhat familiar, let me think about it..."

Uncle Xu thought for a while, as if he suddenly thought of something, and said, "Isn't this girl a celebrity who was assigned to the young master before? She has always been smart and liked by her wife. Over the years, her wife has always brought this girl with her side no matter how she travels around the world."

"I naturally know what happened after entering Liu Mansion, but does Uncle Xu still remember other things?"

"I remember that her parents seemed to be tenants under our land. They were not natives from Jinling, but came from the north in the early years... Later, one year the harvest was not good, and they were afraid that the whole family would starve to death, so they sent the child to the mansion. They were caught by their wife at first sight, and then they took him with them."

Liu Ruohuan's heart was even more confused at this moment. She thought Jiangying's life experience would become a clue for her pursuit of Dengtianwan.

But she didn't expect to confirm her identity as a servant... Could it be that Dengtianmaru had nothing to do with her? She was also deceived and fed her to herself every month?

"Brother Xu, are you sure this is true?"

Uncle Xu heard that Liu Ruohuan was a little disbelief, and slapped his thigh and emphasized: "This thing is not wrong. I have always had a good memory. I did the seeds given to the tenants at home that year... But if the young master asked me what my specific surname was, I would not know."
Chapter completed!