Chapter 922 Asking for Directions (50)

For others, take Gu Qingshu and Jiang Nanzhi as examples, it is Gu Qingshu who makes the choice.

When he came to them, he felt that it was Bai Tang who made the choice.

Bai Tang was quite helpless: "Zhenmian, don't put me first in everything. You have to have your own ideas."

Xuan Zhenmian suddenly kissed her and said, "This is what I think, wife. I think clearly. Let's get married as soon as possible. Just keep your voice down. It'll be okay."

Of the two of them, it is enough for one of them to put the world first. She would sacrifice herself for the world, and he would never give up on her.

Bai Tang: "...?"

Why do you jump so fast?

Xuan Zhenmian didn't want to endure it anymore. He was already married. Why are you still tied up?

There is a saying that when it is dark and yet it is known, the mandarin ducks do not stay alone.

How can humans be inferior to plants and animals?

The darkness of night was crushed into pieces, and the bits of cold dew turned into dawn.

…

Xuan Zhenmian gave Gu Qingshu food, and he bought a newspaper and put it away first.

Gu Qingshu put down his bowls and chopsticks and said with a serious expression: "Mr. Gu, I have finished my meal and drank the medicine. Can you tell me about my wife's condition now?"

Xuan Zhenmian then took out the newspaper and handed it to Gu Qingshu: "My wife and I took a look at it from a distance. Many people were staring at your photo studio. I don't know where Mrs. Jiang is being held."

Gu Qingshu wrinkled the newspaper and trembled slightly: "Is there really nothing we can do?"

Xuan Zhenmian shook his head: "There is nothing we can do at the moment. The reason why I know you were arrested is because my wife saw it accidentally. If she goes there again, she will be exposed. Mrs. Chiang is keeping it secret."

Gu Qingshu covered his face and cried: "Madam, it was me who hurt you!"

Xuan Zhenmian: "Don't be too pessimistic. We don't rule out the possibility that they may use a female prisoner to shoot you instead of your wife, just to lure you or your people out."

Gu Qingshu remained silent. He knew Wu Jitun very well.

To deal with people like him, Wu Jidun would not use a dummy to replace him.

"I'm going out in three days."

Gu Qingshu suddenly looked up.

Xuan Zhenmian understood his mood very well: "What can you do if you go out?"

The veins on Gu Qingshu's hands were clearly visible, and there was deep pain in his eyes: "Send Madam off... for the last journey."

Xuan Zhenmian: "I'll find you some clothes. When the time comes, you put it on, put on a cane, put on a long beard, put on a rag cloak, and be careful not to expose yourself when you walk." ”

Gu Qingshu is a rational person, and he cannot commit suicide.

Gu Qingshu: "Thank you..."

…

In the past three days, the news of the execution of Jiang Nanzhi, a member of Gu Qingshu's family, spread widely due to their promotion.

Even Bai Shanxi and Bai Fujiang heard it. Bai Shanxi also told his sons one by one not to imitate Gu Qingshu.

On the day of Jiang Nazhi's execution, the sky was dark, there was no sun, no rain, no wind, and the air was a little stuffy.

Bai Tang and Xuan Zhenmian stood at the edge. Among the crowd, they saw Gu Qingshu looking towards the execution platform, his face full of anxiety and his eyes red.

Jiang Nazhi was escorted up in a plain cheongsam. She was a gentle and tough woman with slightly messy hair. Even if he was escorted away, he was neither humble nor arrogant.

It's not a replacement, it's the real Jiang Nazhi.

When Jiang Nanzhi was forced to kneel down, he looked down for a week.

His eyes stayed on Gu Qingshu for a second longer, and then quickly moved away.

"Before I shoot you, let me say a few words."