As an inexperienced maid, Ziyun felt as if she had been struck by lightning when she heard Shuang'er's words and froze in place.
After about half an hour, Shuang'er came to clean up the dishes. When she saw Ziyun, Shuang'er was also stunned. She saw Ziyun sitting in front of the table with a calm face, a trace of determination and reluctance flashing in his eyes.
"Sister Shuang'er, please call me Mr. Lin." There was no expression on Ziyun's face.
"What? Did you figure it out?" Shuang'er felt happy. Lin Feng has been in a bad mood these past few days, all because of Ziyun.
A smile appeared at the corner of Ziyun's mouth: "Yes, I thought about it, Sister Shuang'er is right, since the Yang family is gone, why should I, a little maid, risk my life? Mr. Lin likes me, so do I You know it’s good or bad, right?”
Ziyun's words really made Shuang'er a little unbelievable. Just now she was a maid who would rather die than obey, but now she suddenly thinks about it.
But Shuang'er didn't think much about it. After all, the most important thing now was to inform the master: "Just figure it out. Just wait, I will report to the master."
Shuang'er left the room with the dishes and chopsticks in hand.
Seeing Shuang'er walking away, two lines of tears left on Ziyun's cheeks, and he murmured alone: "Master, young master, forgive Ziyun, only in this way can Ziyun find a way to save you."
Lin Feng was naturally ecstatic when he got the news, and ran directly to the room where Ziyun was detained. The lustful smile on his face broke out again, but the difference from the last time was that this time Lin Feng still had a trace of doubt. It can be said that Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years.
When Lin Feng saw Ziyun sitting beside the bed, he put away his lewd smile and asked with a cold expression: "Do you understand?"
Ziyun did not speak, but stood up, with a smile, and slowly took off his clothes with both hands.
Lin Feng was originally attracted by Ziyun's unique temperament and figure. As soon as he took off his clothes, Lin Feng felt a fire rising in his belly.
Ziyun walked naked behind Lin Feng, stretched out her hands to wrap around Lin Feng's waist, and unbuttoned the other party's clothes. This was what Ziyun had to do. After all, she bit off Lin Feng's ear last time. If she was wearing Lin Feng would definitely be on guard against his clothes, otherwise all his plans would not work.
Ziyun put her head to Lin Feng's remaining left ear and whispered softly: "Master, Ziyun was ignorant before, please forgive me."
Lin Feng may have had a psychological shadow from the bite from Ziyun, so he quickly turned his head away: "Tell me, what is your purpose?"
Although Lin Feng had a bad temper, he was not a fool. He knew that Ziyun suddenly became different and must be trying to do something through him.
Ziyun paused slightly as he untied his clothes: "Master, please save Yang Xiyuan's family. If possible, Ziyun is willing to untie the clothes for you for the rest of his life."
Lin Feng laughed twice, then picked up Ziyun and walked to the bed, throwing Ziyun on the bed: "Then it depends on whether you are loyal enough."
Ziyun's face now showed an alluring look that she had never seen before: "Let the young master do whatever he wants~"
Lin Feng took off the last piece of clothing on his body and pounced on Ziyun like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.
Early the next morning, Ziyun put on elegant clothes and stood in the Lin Mansion. Lin Feng announced to the servants and guards in the mansion: "From now on, Ziyun will be the young lady of the Lin Mansion. She said What I said is what I said!"
The servants shouted in unison: "I have seen the young lady!"
In the Kyoto Prison, Yang Xiyuan and Wan Qi Shihui were locked in a cell. After several days of torture, the two old men over fifty years old already looked very haggard.
The female relatives of the two families were all ordered by Zhu Yuanzhang to be placed under house arrest in the mansion and were not allowed to enter or leave.
"Brother Yang, it's been three days, what should we do?" Wanqi Shihui had never experienced anything like this before, and he felt very unsure. Naturally, he didn't believe that Yang Bing had collaborated with the enemy and treason, but after all, the fourth prince's autograph The letter was lying there, but he had no choice but to believe it.
Yang Xiyuan was calm and composed, half-lying on the earth bed: "Those who are pure will be cleansed themselves. I don't believe that the Holy One will punish you and me because of an unfounded letter."
Although he said this, Yang Xiyuan was also very confused in his heart. In less than half a month, he experienced the loss of his family and his family. Yang Xiyuan even wished that the Holy Lord would kill him like this.
"Master Yang, Master Wanqi, someone is here to see you." At this time, a soldier in the cell led in a woman wearing a cloak.
The person who came was none other than Ziyun, who had succumbed to the Lin Mansion. Yang Xiyuan then saw clearly by the faint candlelight that it was the family's maid Ziyun, and he couldn't sit still.
"Ziyun! Why are you here? You idiot, leave Kyoto quickly!" Yang Xiyuan's eyes were red. At this moment, Ziyun was no longer a maid in his eyes, but a real family member, because in such a situation, no one Dare to visit yourself in prison.
After all, if you don't do it well, you will be recognized as an accomplice and punished together.
Ziyun took off his hood, his eyes were also red: "Master, is the young master really dead?"
Yang Xiyuan paused, lowered his head and did not dare to speak, but this behavior further confirmed the fact that Yang Bing was dead.
Ziyun burst into tears: "Master, don't worry, I have found Lin Feng, and I will let him save your lives."
Wan Qi Shihui on the side shook his head and sighed: "Oh, girl, you are too naive. The Lin family and our family are sworn enemies. How can he, Lin Feng, beg for mercy on our behalf?"
Having said this, Yang Xiyuan seemed to suddenly think of something. He raised his head and looked at Ziyun in surprise: "Ziyun, are you...?"
Ziyun said nothing and wiped away her tears: "Master, don't worry, Ziyun will always be a member of the Yang family." After saying that, Ziyun stood up and left. When leaving, he walked up to the jailer and threw a silver bag to him.
"Take care of Mr. Yang."
The jailer was naturally happy after receiving the money: "Yes, don't worry."
Seeing Ziyun leave, Yang Xiyuan felt more and more ashamed, feeling that the Yang family was ashamed of Ziyun. In the past, Yang Bing either beat or scolded Ziyun, and asked Ziyun to stay with him, but in order to pamper his own This son turned a blind eye to Yang Bing's behavior.
But now the situation of the Yang family is over. It can be said that the tree fell and the hozens dispersed. However, Ziyun did not leave. Instead, she made such a big sacrifice for the Yang family.
"Lin Ziren! You kill my son and take away my family. When I get out, I will cut you into pieces!!!" Yang Xiyuan shouted like crazy.
"Brother, this is the checkpoint that is least guarded by the Central Plains people." Harz lay on the grass and said to Yang Bing beside him.
The two of them came to a trail in Qiling Mountain. Originally, there was no one from Lin Yan guarding this place, but not long ago, Li Wu and Lao Er wanted to go into the mountain to find Yang Bing's whereabouts, and they accidentally alerted Lin Yan's people. , and chased them all the way here. When the other party saw Li Wu and the others escaping into the mountains, they did not pursue them, but instead set up a checkpoint here.
Yang Bing carefully looked at the number of people at the checkpoint. There were two people in total, all wearing armor. It was impossible to use bows and arrows from a distance.
"There are not many people, but they are all wearing armor. If we use bows and arrows, they will not be very lethal at such a long distance." Yang Bing just finished speaking and wanted to discuss countermeasures with Harz beside him, but turned around Looking over, I saw only Harz’s big feet.
Yang Bing immediately looked up and was frightened. He saw Hartz holding his big bow, which was as tall as a person, aiming at the soldiers on the trail.
Yang Bing stood up and was about to pull Hartz when he heard a "Zheng!" sound and an arrow flew out.
Flying towards a soldier on the trail, this soldier was complaining to others: "We have been guarding here for how many days, and we haven't seen a single hair."
Another soldier said: "What are you talking about? If General Lin hears this, you will lose your head!"
"The sky is high, the emperor is far away, and he can't listen..." Suddenly the soldier felt as if he was hit by a galloping war horse, and his whole body was carried forward by the bow and arrow and fell two meters away. His chest was penetrated by bows and arrows.
Another soldier had his back turned to him, and had not noticed anything unusual: "Talk less, do more, you know, trouble comes from your mouth." Seeing that the other soldier ignored him, the soldier continued: "This is all experience, don't want to listen, the key is I can save your life when the time comes. You know."
Seeing that no one had answered him yet: "I'm talking to you, you heard me..." The soldier turned his head and looked in the direction of the man. There was no one there, only a squirming corpse on the ground not far away.
The soldier immediately became nervous, trembling and looking around.
Yang Bing pulled Harz down: "Brother, you are crazy! What if there is an ambush!"
Harz curled his lips indifferently: "Who told you to say that bows and arrows are not good just now? Those are the bows of you Central Plains people. The bows of our Ke people can kill even a cow with one arrow."
"Oh, I'm really impressed by you." Yang Bing was really helpless with this man.
But half a day passed, and there was still a person at the checkpoint. The soldier was so scared that he collapsed on the ground. The fear of the unknown was the scariest thing. The friend who was chatting just now died in front of him in the next second, and he was still The fear of not being able to find the enemy is the most excruciating.
Not long after, the soldier stumbled up, probably seeing that no more arrows were coming, and took two tentative steps toward the distance. Seeing that there was no movement, the soldier ran away.
Yang Bing hurriedly said to Harz: "Don't let him run away!"
Hartz stood up, pulled up the big bow, took aim, and then an arrow flew out of the air.
Before the soldier could run a hundred steps, he was shot through the chest and fell to the ground helplessly.
