Seventh Master, Madam didn't go back to the mansion today.

Jiang Wanzhen took the child to dinner, and the genius outside the house had just been wiped dark.Little Bojia is still very energetic, pestering his mother to play with him.Jiang Wanzhen couldn't help it, she agreed with a smile, moved a bamboo and rattan chair over, and told him stories.

The coachman saw that people in the yard were doing housework, those with children were with children, and there was no one in the master bedroom, so he quickly took the opportunity to climb over the wall and sneak into Jiang Wanzhen's room.

Before leaving, Song Yitao ordered him to steal a green glazed bottle that would glow at night. The reward was so generous that the coachman decided to take the money to do the job.

The coachman sneaked into her room and searched everywhere.Go find that glow-in-the-dark thing.

"Bojia...you wait here for mother, mother will get you a coat to put on, it will be cold when the wind blows at night."

Jiang Wanzhen walked slowly into her room.The coachman was not a professional thief, he was not very vigilant, and he was concentrating on looking for something. He didn't notice her arrival at all, and continued to search for the glass green bottle.

Jiang Wanzhen opened the door and came in and saw a figure digging through her closet, she shouted in fright: "Who are you!! Come here..."

The coachman was also taken aback, and hurried over to cover her mouth.

Jiang Wanzhen wanted to break free from his hand and run away, but the two tussled in the dark room for a while. Jiang Wanzhen's legs and feet were not good and she couldn't stand steadily.

Seeing that he was in trouble, the coachman wiped his hands and ran away quickly.

When Xiao Qiye heard Jiang Wanzhen's cry just now, he ran over, lit a candle, and saw that Jiang Wanzhen had fallen to the ground, her face and neck were covered with blood, and she was dying.

"Madam!! Wake up!"

"Master... Just now, someone stole something from our house, he pushed me, I..." Jiang Wanzhen pointed to the door, her eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Wanzhen, hold on, I'll go to the doctor!!"

When Qi Yutao found the doctor, several aunts knelt in front of the lady's bed and wept. Little Bojia cried out for his mother. Qi Yutao's feet went limp and he leaned against the door, almost unable to get up. Come in.Jiang Wanzhen, who was lying on the bed, her face was blue, she was quiet and breathless.

Jiang Wanzhen's death hit Qi Yutao hard.Although they have only been married for a few years, she has always taken good care of him, even if she has someone else in her heart, she has always tolerated and understood him.As a wife, she can be said to be impeccable.Besides, the two of them had a son, and if she left, their son would have no mother.

"Wanzhen..." Xiao Qiye's eyes turned red, and he gently stroked her forehead hair.

Qi Yutao held a simple funeral for her at home. Although he has no money now and the conditions are not as good as before, he also spent most of the family's savings to let her leave with dignity.

Qi Yutao knelt in front of Jiang Wanzhen's spirit, burned papers for her with a blank face, and seemed to understand everything in his heart... Their house is now empty, everything that should be sold has been sold, what else is there to steal from their house ?

The only one who knows that there is a baby in his family is Song Yitao!She asked herself what she wanted yesterday, and the thief specifically stole it from Jiang Wanzhen's room. After thinking about all the possibilities, she was the only one.

Xiao Qiye was furious, he stood up, and asked, "Mengyun, where is the glass green bottle that Madam married as a dowry? Do you know where it is?"

Zhou Mengyun wiped away tears: "Madam should keep it by herself, she won't lose such a precious thing."

Qi Yutao turned around and went into Jiang Wanzhen's room, searching everywhere for the glass green bottle.

He searched for a long time but couldn't find it. He was a little frustrated and sat on his wife's bed when he suddenly touched something with his heel.

He looked under the bed, it was a big box, he dragged the box out, turned inside, and sure enough, he saw the glass green bottle wrapped in layers.Holding this glass green bottle, Qi Yutao stormed out of the house, called a carriage and went to Zhuman City.

The carriage drove fast, splashed muddy water when it passed the puddle, and splashed on Monk Yijing who was walking on the side of the road. He was also carrying a burden and wanted to return to Zhuman City.

Qi Yutao found the address given by the fifth brother, came to the gate of Wei's mansion, pushed away the servants and rushed in to find Song Yitao.

"Little Qiye? Why are you here... Have you found the glass and green bottle! Show me quickly!" Song Yitao's eyes lit up.

But Qi Yutao was dressed in white, his face was very gloomy, and his eyes stared at her fiercely.She had never seen Xiao Qiye like this.

"what happened to you......"

"Let's go to the back room and talk."

Qi Yutao pulled Song Yitao into the room and closed the door with a bang, then walked in front of her coldly.

"Wanzhen is dead."

Song Yitao's eyes widened in disbelief: "What!! How could she..."

"Stop pretending! Did you come to my house to steal the glass green bottle? After pushing Wanzhen, she hit the corner of the table and died."

"What are you talking about!! I..." Song Yitao recalled, she was the one who asked the coachman to go to his house to steal the glass green bottle. Could it be that the coachman pushed Jiang Wanzhen and she died?

Song Yitao fell silent.

Seeing her expression, Qi Yutao acquiesced that she was guilty!He grabbed her wrist fiercely: "It's you! Isn't it!! Why do you do this? Is this thing so important to you! It's so important that you want to kill someone!"

"What anger and hatred do you have, you came at me! Why did you hurt Wanzhen!!" Little Seventh Master yelled at her with scarlet eyes.

It was the first time Song Yitao saw Xiao Qiye lose his temper so much to him, and it was because of another woman.Some were so angry that they pushed him away: "What nonsense are you talking!! I didn't kill anyone! I won't steal anything! I came back early that day. My family and Fifth Master can prove it. If you don't believe me, you can go ask them!"

Qi Yutao smiled disappointedly, and took out this glass green bottle: "This is the only thing in my family that is worth a lot. What else can the thief steal other than this? What do you want this thing for? Are you so fond of money?! "

Song Yitao turned around angrily: "I love money?!...Yes! I love money! I love money like my life!! I approach you just for this thing, you are satisfied!!" When Song Yitao said it, he realized that he had said something angry and confiscated it.

Qi Yutao froze in place for a long, long time, and finally let out a disappointed laugh: "Oh...so that's the case...then...you have never been affectionate to me? You lied to me? From the beginning Is it only for this baby in the end?"

Song Yitao hesitated for a moment, anyway, she was going back to modern times, and she would never see each other again, and it was better to let him hate herself than to let him miss her all the time.

Song Yitao took a deep breath and looked directly at him: "Yes. I never loved you, never. I only approached you for this baby." Song Yitao once again said that he didn't love him.

Hearing this, Xiao Qi was heartbroken. This time, Qi Yutao got angry and smashed the glass green bottle directly in front of her.

"what!!"

Song Yitao looked at the broken glazed green bottle on the ground in disbelief. This thing was broken, Grandpa Taizu didn't buy this thing, history was changed, and the entire Song family was about to disappear.

"Slap!!" Song Yitao slapped him hard, then ran out crying.

The fifth master heard that the seventh younger brother came to Song Yitao angrily, worried about what might happen, so he came to them.Just as he walked to the door, he saw Song Yitao running out crying: "What's wrong, Taotao?"

Qi Yufeng walked in to look at the shattered glass bottle on the ground, a little embarrassed: "What's going on? Are you quarreling again?"

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Fifth Master asked again: "You have always been short-tempered, why are you so angry today?"

Qi Yutao was so weak that he slumped on the stool, staring blankly at the mess...

Song Yitao cried and ran out the door, bumped into a monk oncoming, Song Yitao pushed the monk away and ran out.Song Yunqing saw her running out crying, and followed her worriedly, but Yijing stopped Song Yunqing: "Hey, is Fourth Aunt here?"

"Oh, smelly monk, who let you in!"

Yijing grabbed him again: "It's me!!"

Song Yunqing looked at him carefully: "Wei Qilin?? You..."

Song Yunqing asked the maid to bring Wei Qilin in to see Fourth Aunt.Wei Qilin knelt on the ground and told his mother that he became a monk, but two days ago, the uprising army from all over the country burned, killed and looted him and drove him out of the temple. He had nowhere to go, so he had to go back to Wei's house.

But he hasn't returned to lay life yet, and he can't recognize relatives. He can only build a Buddha statue in his own house, continue to become a monk, and go there when he finds a good Buddhist temple.

Yu Tiaodong heard that a monk had come to the house, and ran over to have a look, Yijing turned her head and saw the old acquaintance.

"It's you! Little master."

"It's really fate that I can meet the benefactor here."

Yijing seemed to think of something, took out a blue hairpin from her bag, and handed it to her: "The donor left it in the temple, and the poor monk brought it here for you."

Yu Kuantong took the butterfly hairpin, tilted his head and smiled: "Thank you Master, hey! Are you a vulgar person?"

"No... It's just that Jingchen Temple was robbed and I was kicked out. This world is not peaceful."

"Master, why don't you return to vulgarity, anyway, you have stepped into the mortal world... I'll go and prepare something for you! How about a drink or two tonight?"

Yu Kuantong ran out of the room heartlessly, and Yijing said indifferently to Amitabha, and slowly closed her eyes.