The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 1682 Shouldn't Exist
That day, when Gong Ziyu left Su Pingting and escaped from danger alone, the first thing he thought of was to go back and look for Mo Zhao.

Because he knew very well that when he left Beicang this time, Wu Jiang would definitely take action and uproot the entire Prince Gong's mansion.

This is not a guess, but a certainty.

Because the two families have reached the point of tearing their faces apart, so what face is there to take care of?
But as the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of running out of firewood.Mo Zhao is Gong Ziyu, the green mountain in his eyes.

Why?

Because as long as there is the prince Mo Zhao, it will be easy for him to find a reason to make a comeback and return to Beicang in the future.

It can be said that Gong Ziyu's wishful thinking was very good.

However, no matter how good the abacus is, there are times when it fails.

Because he did find Mo Zhao, but what he found was a cold corpse that had no temperature for a long time.

Mo Zhao died, Su Pingting was arrested, and what about him?
He could only run away.

In fact, at a certain moment, Gong Ziyu really envied Xia Yilin, because her Nanman was too peaceful.

It's not like Bei Cang, which is a headache.

But at the same time, he envied Wu Jiang even more.

Because this woman who has the blood of two races and can also be called his cousin is really too lucky.

Luckily, it's outrageous.

But now, he can't care about Mo Zhao and Su Pingting anymore, he can escape from Bei Cang Emperor Capital as quickly as possible, even leave Bei Cang.

Because no one knows whether that lunatic Wu Jiang will come after him.

In the end, Gong Ziyu chose to travel day and night, and while leaving Beicang, he also immediately sent all the news about Beicang back to the Wu Clan.

One is the fall of Prince Gong's Mansion, and the other is Su Pingting's capture.

For this reason, Ye Qing, who was imprisoned, had to go out of the mountain to think of countermeasures to rescue her only disciple.

And this is exactly what Wu Jiang wanted.

Another three days passed, and the capital of Northern Cang Emperor was prosperous.

With the end of the great purge in the court, the capital, which had experienced the baptism of plague and coup d'etat, finally regained its vitality.

Caravans come and go on the street, and the sound of hawking keeps coming and going.

A scene of prosperity.

On such a sunny day, Wu Jiang stood under the wisteria trellis, quietly lost in thought.

Because before she knew it, she had left Zuoqiu for almost a month.

Brother Linyuan, are you okay?

Caressing the blooming flowers with fingertips, Wu Jiang's eyes were filled with deep and mysterious purple.

However, the beauty of flowers could not solve the sorrow in her heart after all.

Because thinking about this kind of thing is not something you can control if you want to.

But she is still waiting for someone, and only after waiting for this person can she leave everything in Beicang and rush back to Zuoqiu.

The breeze blows over the flower stand, and the wisteria flowers move with the wind, which is really charming.

A smile flashed across Wu Jiang's stunningly beautiful face, and he finally raised his eyes to look at the wall.

There, a slender woman was standing.

Her red dress was beautiful, as if stained with blood.

That noble and graceful temperament made Wu Jiang who was standing below couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

I'm afraid the empresses in the palace can't compare.

That's right, when I think back to the last time I saw her, I was in the Black Triangle, during that catastrophe of life and death...

"Xi'er, long time no see."

The woman landed lightly, and looked at Wu Jiang with complicated eyes. This is her niece, a niece who has never had a good chat so far.

"I said before, my name is Wu Jiang, not Ye Xi."

Wu Jiang said indifferently.

"This person, Ye Xi, should not have existed in the first place."

(End of this chapter)