Yu Sui didn't understand: "but... But childe min just said that it might be possible, not necessarily so. You can't believe everything childe Min said, miss."

"Yes, I really can't believe it all. After all, the Min family has always had a relationship with our priest's house. What if my brother's disappearance has something to do with the people in the Min house." Zhuang Xiaoyu held his head in both hands: "but I can't believe his words..."

Her voice was full of panic: "now, who should I trust? Who should I trust? There are so many people around me, except you and nanny, I don't even have a person I trust wholeheartedly."

Zhuang Xiaoyu stood up and said, "let's go back."

Hearing what Zhuang Xiaoyu said, Yu Sui felt sad in her heart.

The trees fall, the monkeys scatter, and the tea is cold.

Who would have thought that in the past, the priest's house, which was like cooking oil, was held in the palm of his hand and spoiled. The most distinguished eldest lady of the whole moon city would end up like this overnight.

Up to now, Zhuang Xiaoyu's psychological tolerance is not weak.

Yusui helped Zhuang Xiaoyu downstairs and walked towards the direction where the carriage stopped.

They just boarded the carriage. A beggar rushed over from nowhere and patted the carriage body desperately. One of his legs seemed to be seriously injured. He could only walk forward with another normal leg. His face was scarred and ferocious, whining, and his ten fingers were disconnected together

Hearing the news, yushat raised his hand and lifted the curtain. He was startled by the dirty and smelly man in front of him. He immediately blocked Zhuang Xiaoyu in front of him and gave a low scream.

With quick eyes and quick hands, asparagus kicked away the man lying next to the shaft of the carriage: "where's the smelly beggar who dares to bump into my wife..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu was also frightened by the sudden situation. He stepped back and saw that Wenzhu kicked people away. The man's eyes flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help sticking out half of his body to look out.

The jade crumb comforted, "madam, it's probably a beggar somewhere. It's cold and hungry. Seeing that our carriage is luxurious, he rushed over to ask for something."

Zhuang Xiaoyu lay at the door of the carriage and looked at the beggar who fell to the ground and couldn't get up. He said to Wenzhu, "go and give some money to the man to buy something to eat, and let him go to the drugstore to get some medicine to heal his injuries."

Then he took out the blanket from the carriage and handed it to Wenzhu. He took down the purse with silver and gave it to Wenzhu. He said, "go."

Wenzhu took the thin blanket, covered it on the beggar, and threw his purse to the beggar. "Our wife is kind-hearted. This is what our wife gave you. Let you take the money to grab some medicine in the nearby drugstore to cure your injuries..."

With that, Wenzhu turned and left, but unexpectedly, his ankle was hugged by the beggar. The beggar didn't even care about his blanket and purse with silver money, but just hugged Wenzhu's feet and wouldn't let him leave.

The pus and blood on the man's arm and face were wiped on Wen Zhu's brand-new priest's house guard clothes. Wen Zhu only felt that he was trusted by others. He was so angry that he kicked the people away, spit hard, ran back to the carriage and drove the carriage away

"Young lady, there is no need to sympathize with such a person in the future. There are so many beggars in the whole moon city. No beggar wants to rely on us when he sees that we have given him blankets and silver money..." Wen Zhu feels more and more unlucky.