MTL - Your Majesty Please Calm Down-Chapter 94

Fang Jun’s several broken houses were rebuilt under the support of Ji Zhao, and now they are not leaking as they were. In a small room, a few large living people were squeezed, and then a charcoal pot was burned, which was warm.

Ruyi has been sent back to the palace. When Ji Heng and Ji Zhao Wang Meng came together to Fang Jun’s residence, Fang Jun’s mood had stabilized. He saw Ji Zhao and was a little excited. He raised his voice and said, “I didn’t kill Ji Qingyun!”

"What the **** is going on?" Ji Zhao hurriedly asked.

Fang Jun’s eyes were empty and he fell into memories.

"I did receive a secret from Chen Gong... Chen Wuyong on that day, let me take people to Liaodong to find Ji Qingyun, but not to chase him."

"Why is that?" Ji Zhao frowned.

Fang Jun shook his head. "I don't know. I only know that Chen Wuyong has repeatedly stressed that he wants to take him back. I was only a hitter of the slang, and Chen Wuyong didn't have to explain why." "

"But I obviously saw someone chasing my family of four, not you, who is it?"

"It's really not me. And, the killer you said, I should have seen it too. In those days we chased after day and night, and when we chased a broken temple, we saw lights inside. I guessed the season according to time... When I was in the temple, I thought I could catch people and don’t want to go in and see, the land is full of corpses. I sneaked into the breath of the people on the ground, most of them died, only one little boy has a breath, but He is also seriously injured and needs immediate medical attention."

Ji Zhao's eyes were red, and he excitedly grabbed Fang Jun's wrist. "My brother, he...he is still alive?"

Fang Junyi said, "Are you the daughter of Ji Daren?"

Ji Zhao nodded.

Fang Jun stunned, looking at Ji Zhao has not changed back to the women's **** uniforms, he is still confused.

Ji Heng reminded him, "Don't worry about this, you go on, what happened to the child? Where is it now?"

Fang Jun said, "I thought, that should be the son of the great man. Chen Wuyong said that as long as he lived, I ignored the body of the couple and only gave the child a blood-strap. The news I got was the Ji Daren family. There were four, and the only one who saw his daughter on the spot, we discussed half of the people looking for the little girl nearby, and the rest of the people took the boy back first. There was no village before, there was no girl, a little girl I didn’t want to run too far. But at this time, someone broke into and found us. The two sides quickly started to move. I saw only a few of them, thinking that they were very good, and they didn’t want them to send a rescue signal. There are many accomplices coming to fight with us. These people are all martial arts. We are not able to compete for a moment, but we are defeated. However, they mean to kill them. I put the child on my shoulders and was surrounded by three people. I couldn’t take care of anything else, so I had to run away with the child. After running for a long time, the few people kept on chasing them and finally pushed me to a high cliff. I couldn’t retreat, I could only jump over the cliff, in order to Looking for a line The mountain sarcophagus, between the trees and the hanging vines, I held the child in one hand and grabbed a pine tree in one hand. I was going to wait for them to leave. I climbed up again. However, the people above began to go. Throwing stones, I was hit by a big rock in my head, and my eyes were black, and then I was unconscious."

Ji Zhao listened to his heart and said, "What about that? What about the child?"

"When I woke up, I forgot everything and didn't see any children. I dragged a broken arm and wandered around the cliff. I somehow went out and came to a village. I don't know my name. Who, I don’t know where I came from. I met a kind-hearted person in the village. They helped me cure the disease and took me to hunt. Later, his family made a fur business and transported the fur of Liaodong to Beijing for sale. Their team went to the capital and met an old lady on the outskirts of Beijing. The old lady cried after seeing me, claiming to be my mother, and I was taken back by her. She was too worried about me, finally My heart is stagnation and I am seriously ill. I ask for medical advice and use my family's money. After that, I will help others to do some work and make money for my mother's illness. The little clay man I sold with you was originally given by Chen Wuyong. Mine, once I saw that my mother took it out and played it. I felt that it was worth a few dollars. I ignored the opposition and decided to take the clay figurine. So I met you, and then you know everything."

Fang Jun said this in one breath, spent a lot of energy, and looked a little tired. He concluded by summing up, "In short, I have done a lot of bad things in the last half of my life before I get this retribution. I also recognize it. But the murder of the season is not what I did."

Ji Zhaozao couldn't help but shed tears. "You, think about it, what else can you remember about that child?"

Fang Jun thought for a moment with his eyes closed and finally shook his head. "No, I was separated from him after falling off the cliff. But..." He wanted to say that it should be fierce, but she saw her crying. It’s so sad, he didn’t have the heart to say it.

In fact, he did not say, Ji Zhao also understood. In such cold weather, my brother was seriously injured and fell from the cliff. The hope of surviving was really embarrassing. Ji Zhao thought of this, the little hope in the heart that was hard to ignite, and gradually went out, she cried even more sadly.

Ji Heng’s heart followed the pain. He patted her shoulder gently and comforted her in a low voice.

Even Wang Meng, who was slow to hear, couldn’t help but feel that he was on the scene. As long as the child had a sigh of relief, he could be saved.

The case that I thought I could close up suddenly became suspicious again. Ji Zhao couldn't figure it out, but he also understood that Fang Jun knew this. She had lost a lot with him, and left him with some silver. He left and left.

When I went back, Ji Zhao’s mood was very low. Ji Heng took her hand and said, "A Zhao, relax some hearts, at least now there are clues. I must thoroughly investigate this matter, find out the real murderer and help you revenge."

Ji Zhaoxiu was deeply locked and said, "I am a bit strange. Who must kill my family? You said, will it be Sun Congrui?"

"It's not like," Ji Heng shook his head. "Sun Cuirui sells Mr. Ji's purpose in order to keep his position. He has no other hatreds with Mr. Ji. Why bother such a poisonous hand?"

Ji Zhao nodded. "I think so, but who else has murder motives besides him? And, don't you think that Chen Wuyong is also very strange? He clearly does not stand up with me, why do you have to take me back? Also stressed the need to catch a living?"

Ji Heng bowed his head and meditated. Suddenly, he thought of something, his brow jumped slightly. He glanced at Ji Zhao and found that she was still frowning and did not find his abnormality. He touched her head. "If you don't understand, don't think about it. It's not a matter of time."

Ji Zhao was hesitant. "I want to go to my brother." Even if he really..., at least the approximate location can be determined, Fang Jun should remember.

"Yeah. But now it's winter, the wind and snow there is big, it covers all the traces, and it's hard to find. It's still warm in the coming year."

Ji Heng sent Ji Zhao back to the quarter house. When he was about to leave, he tried to stop and say a few times. Ji Zhao was a bit strange. "Do you have something to say to me?"

Ji Heng took her into her arms and sighed with a sigh of relief. "I am sorry," said Azhao.

Ji Zhao back and hugged him. "Well, what is this?"

"I'm sorry," he repeated. "I will protect you in the future and protect you for a lifetime, okay?"

Ji Zhao nodded silently in his arms. She felt that his mood was a bit strange today. When he thought about it, he was relieved. He probably hated himself for not protecting her family earlier. Thinking of this, she held him tighter.