The Xingzi Forest is not the name of a village, but because behind the Xingzi Forest is the Qiao Family Courtyard, a world-famous scholar lives in it. Over time, the people in the surrounding villages referred to the Qiao Family as "Xingzi Forest".

If you want to go to Xingzi Forest, you have to pass Baiyun Village.

Just as dusk approaches, the sound of horse hooves breaks the tranquility of the village.

The villagers gathered together in groups of three and three, staring at the visitor.

They were very quiet, but the four of them felt a strange atmosphere from this depressing silence.

There were no villagers talking loudly, and no children who were curious about strangers. Everyone here was wearing white clothes. Against the backdrop of the clouds, spring was clearly coming, but it made people feel chilled.

"Shi Xi, why do I think these villagers are a little strange? Should I get off the horse and ask?" Yang Er drove the horse to Chi Can and asked.

Qiao Zhao, sitting in front of Chi Can, looked at everything familiar and unfamiliar in front of him, his eyes swept across the villagers' sad faces, his heart suddenly sank and he became difficult to breathe.

She couldn't tell why, and her heart seemed to be suddenly pressed by a huge rock, and the sound of horse hooves seemed not to be trampled on the ground, but to her heart.

"Go away..." Qiao Zhao tried his best not to notice her strangeness, and he was struggling to spit out two words.

Chi Can also noticed something was wrong and said to Yang Er: "Don't waste time, I know the way."

He squeezed the horse's belly with both legs, and the horse ran quickly, and Zhu Yan and Yang Er hurriedly followed.

The three strong horses left long, leaving behind smoke and dust. The villagers looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed, and dispersed silently.

Bypassing the village, you can see the apricot forest from afar.

At this time, the apricot blossoms have bloomed. From a distance, they look like large magnificent clouds, which complement the sunset in the sky, making them beautiful.

Qiao Zhao's eyes were red unconsciously red.

My grandfather once said that apricot blossoms are cold-resistant, the colder the weather, the earlier the flowers bloom, and the flowering period is much longer than peach blossoms.

My grandfather admired the apricot blossoms.

Now the apricot blossoms are still there, but the person she loves the most has been buried.

"Gao—" Chi Can obviously have no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery. He came to the apricot forest in an instant, turned over and got off the horse, tied the horse to a tree, and led everyone through a path in the apricot forest.

Qiao Zhao clenched his fists quietly, his palms covered in sweat.

She was so nervous that she never had this kind of marriage.

This is the feeling of being close to home, it is normal for human nature. Qiao Zhao comforted himself like this.

Ji Can, who was walking in front of her, suddenly stopped.

Qiao Zhao's heart was thrilled: "What's wrong--"

The words behind her ended abruptly, and the broken walls in front of her made her face turn pale in an instant, and her body was shaking. She had to grab the things beside her before she could barely stabilize her body.

Chi Can's eyes moved downward and looked at the girl's hand holding her sleeve.

The hand was small and slender, as soft as jade, and the blue veins on it were clearly visible.

Chi Can was silent for a moment and looked at Yang Er.

Yang Er nodded understandingly and went to investigate.

After a moment he turned around, and his tone was heavy: "It was a fire, it seemed like it happened not long ago."

The three of them looked at each other and suddenly understood the strangeness of the villagers.

With the reputation and good deeds of Qiao's family here, the family suffered such a tragic change, and it was not surprising that the villagers wore white for him.

The wind rises and the apricot flowers fall, as cold as snow falls.

No one spoke for a while.

Qiao Zhao's heart hurts even more than the arrow piercing his heart on the wall of Yancheng.

No, this is simply incomparable.

At that time, an arrow pierced her heart, and she felt pain in an instant, and she fell into darkness before she could even experience it. When she opened her eyes again, she became the little girl Li Zhao.

And at this moment, the pain continues and never ends.

What did she do wrong, and she was about to come back to life and face such a tragic situation?

Qiao Zhao subconsciously clenched his fists.

"You hurt me." Chi Can said lightly.

Yang Er and Zhu Yan looked at each other.

Others don’t know, but as friends, they know that Ji Can is in a bad mood at this moment.

After traveling thousands of miles, there was such a result. No one would be in a good mood. What's more, except for the failure of what he wanted, no one could feel good when he saw the Qiao family encounter this.

Qiao Zhao came to his senses and met the cold and indifferent face of the handsome man, and slowly let go of his hand.

My grandfather taught her to be self-esteem and self-reliance, so of course she couldn't bother others to deal with her mood.

"Let's go and ask the villagers what happened." Chi Can turned around and walked into Xinglin.

Qiao Zhaoshen followed with one foot shallow and the legs were as if they were filled with lead, slowly falling to the end.

Zhu Yan turned around and stopped waiting for her.

Although the little girl did not cry, she felt very sad.

Why is she like this?

"Are you okay?"

Qiao Zhao looked at him and held the corner of her mouth: "It's obvious that I'm not good."

Zhu Yan hesitated for a moment, took out a neatly folded white handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it over: "If you feel uncomfortable, it's better to cry."

Although he didn't know why the little girl was so sad, she felt a little unbearable.

It turns out that sometimes girls don’t cry, which makes people feel more sad than crying.

Qiao Zhao could not refuse such kindness at this special moment, nor did he want to refuse.

She reached out to take the handkerchief, wiped her eyes, and then wiped her nose, and thanked her sincerely: "Brother Zhu, you are such a good person."

Good man Brother Zhu: "..."

After a while, he replied: "It's good that you'll be better."

After passing through the apricot blossom forest, Zhu Yan looked at Chi Can, who was obviously in a low mood, hesitated for a moment, and asked Qiao Zhao: "Why do I take you?"

Qiao Zhao paused.

Chi Can glanced over coldly and said impatiently: "What are you going to bend? You won't get on the horse yet!"

He reached out and lifted Qiao Zhao onto the back of the horse and ran forward.

The four of them returned to Baiyun Village and used a piece of broken silver to bring a half-year-old boy to the village chief.

"A few guests are here to visit Lord Qiao, are they?" the village chief asked straight to the point.

Chi Can was in a bad mood, so Zhu Yan spoke for him: "Yes, we came from afar, we visited Lord Qiao. Unexpectedly, after passing the Xingzi Forest, we saw--"

The village chief sighed: "Several people don't know that the Qiao family was in a fire a few days ago, and Lord Qiao's family was buried in the fire..."

Qiao Zhao trembled all over, but fortunately she sat in the corner without anyone noticing.

"How come there is a fire?" Chi Can suddenly spoke.

The village chief sighed with a sad look on his face, "Who knows? The fire rose in the evening. When we are now in a big fire, we can't get in at all. Qiao Jia Yulang rushed into the sea of ​​fire regardless of the people's obstruction, and risked his life to rescue his little girl, and then the house collapsed-"

"Jiang Lang of Qiao Family?" Qiao Zhao's heart was broken until he heard these four words, his heart suddenly jumped up.

Her elder brother is still alive?

"Young Master Qiao is still alive?" Zhu Yan asked what Qiao Zhao wanted to ask the most.

"Didn't the Qiao family accept it? That day, Mr. Qiao happened to go out to visit friends and escaped. When Mr. Qiao came back, he caught fire at home, so he rushed into the sea of ​​fire to rescue his young sister." The village chief explained.

"So, both Mr. Qiao and Miss Qiao are fine?" Qiao Zhao tried his best to calm down and asked softly.

The village chief’s mouth Miss Qiao is her concubine, Qiao Wan.

The village chief looked at Qiao Zhao and said, "Miss Qiao seems to be fine, Mr. Qiao--"

"How is it?" several people asked in unison.

"Mr. Qiao's face was ruined." The village chief sighed.

Destroyed face?

Chi Can and the other two had seen Qiao Mo, and his peerless appearance flashed through his mind.

When Qiao Mo was in the capital, his reputation was comparable to Chi Can. It was hard to imagine what a face would look like if it was ruined.

"What a pity." The village chief spoke out loud.

Qiao Zhao's lips twitched.

It’s no pity that her brother is alive!

"Where is Mr. Qiao now?"

"I don't know this. The funeral of the Qiao family was handled by Murakami, who helped Mr. Qiao to deal with it. After the treatment was done, Mr. Qiao took his sister and left without saying goodbye. He was injured on his face, and he didn't know where he could go."

"Beijing." Qiao Zhao blurted out.
Chapter completed!