Chen Mengtian was indeed very calm. She thought about a lot of things, but she had to figure out the situation as soon as possible.

The incident happened last night? What about Aunt Chen and the others? How many people in the village were killed? The village chief’s family is sure to be dead?

She wanted to ask too much.

Jiang Zebei held her hand. It happened last night. I was afraid that you would not tell you if you were worried. However, he sent a letter to the Luoyang City Prefecture in advance. He led his troops to Chenjia Village, which was to save everyone in the village from being massacred.

Aunt Chen and Chen Long's family were all safe. Chen Long discovered something was wrong and notified some households with Wang Zhu and others. Many people fled to the back mountain. The village chief's family was the first to be massacred, and it was too late when Chen Long rushed over.

When Chen Mengtian heard about the experience of the village chief’s family, he was also worried about Chen Qishan at the first time.

She couldn't help but think of the handsome young man who always played a treasure among her, Jiang Zebei, Zhu Ziyue and others many years ago.

Among the few people, Chen Qishan is the most charming one. He was also a young man who was willing to do things at the time. He lived so freely and carefreely.

Chen Qishan was the most real in the past. Although he was careless, he valued friendship. He was cynical, but never crossed the line. He was unruly and he was the most narcissistic in the world.

Whenever I heard him calling himself a young master in those years, Chen Mengtian laughed more than once, thinking that he was really a middle-aged boy.

But now, she would rather Chen Qishan maintain that middle-aged man forever, never change, and never know the feeling of pain.

Chen Qishan has experienced too much, suffered too much, and paid too much.

Although he has matured, there is always a faint sadness between his eyebrows, which makes people feel distressed when they see it.

You're crying.

Jiang Zebei's pity sounded.

His hand was gently wiping something on Chen Mengtian's face.

Only then did Chen Mengtian realize that she was crying.

She knew that the people in Chenjia Village were dead and she could not save them.

Even if you have a thousand-mile horse from Beijing to Luoyang, it takes a day and a night. This is the fastest speed. Every time you arrive at a post station, you have to change your good horses and run to Chenjia Village without stopping.

Although she has the medical skills of life and death, she can never do it if she wants to save the body that lasted more than twelve hours after death.

Tears in Chen Mengtian's eyes kept overflowing, and she couldn't control them.

What should Chen Qishan do? The Chen family villagers who used to be with all died. Some comforting was that Chen Long and Wang Zhu were still alive.

Don’t cry. Jiang Zebei wiped the tears that fell from Chen Mengtian’s face, feeling extremely distressed.

I can't save them, I can't save them! Chen Mengtian threw herself into his arms and choked up.

Those villagers of Chenjia Village who died in vain were so innocent. They were just because of Chen Baozhu's thoughts and because of her hatred, they actually let so many people be buried with her.

Jiang Zebei held the man in his arms, patted her back gently, and said softly: It's okay, it's okay

Aze, I can't save them, it's too far

It’s not your fault, it’s so sweet that I won’t cry anymore, my heart is broken when you cry.

At an angle that Chen Mengtian could not see, Jiang Zebei's eyebrows and eyes were filled with anger, and his voice was incredible.

He would not spare Chen Baozhu, he would never forgive her, and he would even kill all the family of her biological father. They were innocent, but they were only blamed for the blood of Chen Baozhu.

It’s just their fault that Chen Baozhu was born.
Chapter completed!