She was a little puzzled, and when she looked back, it was Mingyu behind.

"Mingyu? Why are you here? What is this place? Ruan Di hurriedly ran over and grabbed Mingyu's hand and asked.

"Madam, this is the Nai Ho Bridge. Why is Madame here? ”

Mingyu returned to his previous sullen appearance, with almost no expression on his face, and asked Ruan Di rhetorically.

"What a bridge? You're dead? Ah, I'm dead too? Ruan Di couldn't react for a while, she squatted on the bridge, covered her head and screamed.

Mingyu looked at her lightly, but did not comfort her or pull her up.

"Ma'am, let's go." After waiting for a while, Mingyu seemed a little impatient and opened his mouth to urge.

Ruan Di squatted for a while, and was silent.

She was about to stand up when a huge force pulled her, and Mingyu's figure gradually blurred.

Ruan Di suddenly felt a lightness in his body, as if he had arrived in a very lively place, surrounded by people, tall buildings, and people who were happy or sad were in a hurry.

"It's ...... The world before? ”

Ruan Di was stunned for a moment, and then an irrepressible ecstasy rushed to her mind, and she couldn't help crying bitterly - is this a blessing in disguise and returned to the world to which she should belong?

Ruan Di stared blankly at the traffic on the road, and she suddenly remembered her vegetative mother, her father Ruan Tao, and her husband Qi Xiaoxian......

Ruan Di tried to keep her eyes open, but tears still fell from her eyes. Yes, she's back, but her husband and her father are all in another world!

"No, I have to go back." As soon as this thought surfaced, Ruan Di's brain ached, and a memory that did not belong to this moment, not to this era forcibly poured into her brain-

Zhou Bi, Lu Yishui, Song Zhouyan...... Ruan Mingzhao, broken night, **......**!

A string of names and corresponding images appeared in front of Ruan Di's eyes one by one, and when the name of ** coincided with his face, Ruan Di suddenly woke up.

The surrounding area is an empty wilderness, with no people, and a few scattered trees stand out from the crowd.

There was still a faint pain in his abdomen, and Ruan Di reluctantly got up and glanced around.

There was no one, Mingyu was lying not far from her, and she hurriedly rushed over:

Mingyu's clothes were scattered, and there was a blood hole the size of a bowl on his chest, staining a large piece of clothes black. By this time the bleeding had stopped, and it seemed that a long time had passed.

"Mingyu! Mingyu! She shouted as she shook her hand to find Mingyu's snort, and her hand froze: the latter could no longer feel the snort.

There was an earth-shattering cry in the empty wilderness, and Ruan Di remembered the Nai He Bridge and the Mingyu on the bridge that his mind saw in his dream.

She suddenly reacted, and the "she's dead" they said just now was talking about herself.

Zhang's house.

"Altar master, the news has been sent to Beijing." The little boy who had been following ** knocked on the door and reported to ** respectfully.

"Is there any news from above?" **Noncommittal, but asked about something else.

"Back to the altar master, it's been almost a week, and there is no movement on the side of the lord of Zhu Xiang, there may be something wrong." When the boy asked, his head lowered and his tone became more cautious.

"It's just an old horseman, and I can't do it three or four times. I also heard about the last southern tour, Li Yuanxing didn't let me go, but I didn't take advantage of anything, and I hurt the vitality of the church in vain! ”

**Picking up the teacup, his hands trembled slightly, but his face was a rare anger in front of people. He glanced up at the window, and whispered:

"What kind of shit are the people up there! If you can't do it, give way as soon as possible! It seems that he is very dissatisfied with Li Yuanxing in his mouth.

"Why don't the altar master directly report to the person at the top that Lord Zhu Xiang is incompetent and replace him himself?"

The little boy observed the face of ** and spoke cautiously.

As for who the "top person" was, what identity that person looked like, he had no idea, and he could only speculate based on the words of his master.

"The person at the top? Now the person at the top is none other than Li Yuanxing! He never wanted to see me. Where do I report? ”

Hearing this, he became even more angry, and with a "click", several cracks appeared on the teacup, and the tea flowed down his white and slender fingers.

His eyes narrowed, and he said softly: "Li Yuanxing is not convinced by Broken Night, I don't think Broken Night may be able to look at him!" ”

Kyocaka.

Qi Xiaoxian was holding his daughter, teasing the little doll, while casually listening to the subordinates in the official department report the progress of the case.

"Hey, Zhirou is so good!"

Qi Xiaoxian listened to the little doll's babbling, and at the same time took her hand and shook it around, and when he saw that the little doll never resisted, he praised it with joy.

The subordinate who reported to the "......" was full of embarrassment, he had worked with Qi Xiaoxian in the Qing Officials Division for so many years, and it was the first time he had seen such a leader.

And he always felt that if he said a few more words, he would disturb Qi Xiaoxian's enjoyment of family fun. So I finished the rest of the brief in one breath and ran away.

"Zhirou looks more and more like her mother! I don't want you to be a mother. ”

Qi Xiaoxian said, and a sense of loneliness suddenly rose in his heart.

He really missed Ruan Di, and she had been going to Soochow for almost half a month, and she didn't know how it was recently, and she didn't ask someone to bring a letter back.

The little girl fell asleep at some point, and Qi Xiaoxian came back to her senses and asked the nurse to hold the child down.

He can't wait, he wants to go to her, no matter what the problem is exposed or not, he must accompany Ruan Di to finish investigating the case of Dongwu, and he can't let her be left alone.

Qi Xiaoxian hurriedly returned to the bedroom, picked out a few clothes, and took the long sword he had brought with him. He walked quickly to the study, wrote a short letter, called a servant and ordered it to be sent to the Qing Officials Division, and was about to go out.

"Old man, go to Soochow. Be quick. Qi Xiaoxian rode his horse to the riverside, just caught up with a small boat, couldn't wait any longer, stuffed a few silver tickets into the boatman's hand and stepped on the boat.

The old man has never seen so much money in his life, where does he care if the sky is dark and he doesn't see the clear road, untie the rope and sail the boat in one go, and he doesn't like to talk.

Qi Xiaoxian sat on the boat, recalling that when he sent Ruan Di to Soochow, he also came here. He still remembered the story of "Farewell to the Willows" that Ruan Di told him.

Now he has also stepped on this river, but Ruan Di is not around.

As he was contemplating this, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice from the shore.

"Commander, Commander!"

Not far from the boat, an eager voice came from the shore, which sounded as if it had been running for a long time, and it was out of breath.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and Qi Xiaoxian raised his eyes with some displeasure-

Remember the daily life of the spelling father: the permanent address of the Buddhist girl in ancient times