Chapter 243: Make More Late-Night Suppers
Fei Jiu didn't actually come to visit Xu Yan on purpose, he originally wanted to ask Qingyu to inquire about Xu Yan's news. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
I haven't seen anyone for seven or eight days, Xu Yan has disappeared, Fei Jiu has become more and more unreliable these days, he is a person from the Ghost King Gate, even if he is just a cook, he is also a cook from the Ghost King Gate, if Xu Yan dies outside, or escapes and throws him in the Pang family, wouldn't it become a punching bag for the Pang family?
If Proton escapes, he, the cook, will have to be chopped up and fed to the dogs.
Coincidentally, just as he was about to come to Qingyu to inquire about Xu Yan's news, Fei Jiu had not yet entered the courtyard, and met Xu Yan with a pale face at the door.
"Master Hou, where have you been, but we are in a hurry, just come back, just come back. Fei Jiu said anxiously, seeing Xu Yan's unsteady steps, he deliberately helped Xu Yan into the courtyard.
After helping Xu Yan into the house, Fei Jiu asked again: "Master Hou, where is the injury, do you want me to invite Langzhong?"
"No need, I'm fine. Xu Yan sat at the head of the bed, settled down, and ordered: "Go back to your back kitchen, make more supper, and send it to me later." ā
"Cheng, I'll go back and prepare. Fei Jiu turned around and was about to go out, didn't take two steps, turned around and asked: "Master Hou, do you want to eat fish?" I will have a good dish, lotus stewed herring, the taste is absolutely a must, not I blow, I made this herring, the taste is ......."
"Whatever, anything. Xu Yan waved his hand to interrupt the fat cook's boasting, and said weakly: "Just send it later, at least after the time has passed." ā
After midnight, I will send supper, I can still eat it so late, Fei Jiu couldn't help but admire the good appetite of the marquis, nodded and agreed, and went out.
Sitting silently at the head of the bed, Xu Yan's eyes were a little hollow, but he had already made a decision in his heart.
Gotta get black poppy tonight!
The delicate eyebrows were deeply frowned, and a pair of empty eyes gradually filled with boundless coldness.
Rather than suffer the inhuman torture brought by the black poppy, Xu Yan would rather fight with the black hand hiding behind the scenes!
As soon as the sky was dark, Pang Shaowei and Pang Shaocheng brothers visited at the same time.
The two were very concerned about Xu Yan, and after asking for a long time, they found that Xu Yan was weak, and the two brothers thought that their brother-in-law had been tortured in the prison at first, Pang Shaocheng checked and found that Xu Yan's body had no injuries, so he became even more inexplicable.
For the two brothers of the Pang family, Xu Yan's rhetoric was the same as that of the practice, and when he learned that Xu Yan was fine, the two brothers stopped bothering and asked Xu Yan to recuperate, and Pang Shaocheng patted his heart when he left, and promised that the matter of the Xu family, he Pang Second Young Master resisted, so that Xu Yan did not have to worry.
Not many people know what Xu Jingzhi did, and the Pang family has not yet reached the point where they have really torn their faces with the Xu family, but it is precisely because of this incident that the two brothers of the Pang family feel closer to Xu Yan more and more.
Many elders of the Pang family can't tolerate Xu Yan, but at least Pang Wanli's room has become more and more regarded Xu Yan as his own family.
Xu Yan could feel the sincerity of the two brothers, but in his current situation, in addition to the increasingly heavy killing intent in his heart, he could no longer have the slightest emotion, perfunctory to the two brothers, Xu Yan was even more exhausted, and the poisonous hair that had just been suppressed faintly showed signs of another attack.
After the two young masters of the Pang family left, Mingzhu and the rest of the maids in the courtyard cautiously came to the door.
My uncle has just come back, and I don't know if I need to wait, but these people are here to listen to orders.
Several maids stood at the door in unison, no one dared to make a noise, and finally Mingzhu was pushed out, and asked tremblingly: "Uncle, do you want to eat?"
"Roll !!"
Mingzhu kindly asked, but what he got was a roar that Xu Yan could no longer suppress, and the young man with a blue face sat at the head of the bed panting heavily, and roared angrily: "Get out of the yard for me!"
The little maid withdrew with tears in her eyes, and left the yard with a few sisters aggrieved, and a few maids didn't dare to go too far, so they had to wait outside the gate for their uncle to extinguish their anger.
Driving away the group of maids was not Xu Yan being angry.
Today is extremely dangerous for him, he has decided to give it a go, and it is better to stay away from unrelated or innocent outsiders.
Sitting alone in the room, when the breath eased a little, Xu Yan immediately lit the oil lamp on the table, and then moved it to a place very close to the door, so that if there was someone outside the door, he would see the reflection of the person on the door.
After setting up the oil lamp, Xu Yan found his Fengyu knife, put the long knife under the futon, and then took out the herbs he bought at the pharmacy from his arms and clutched them in his hands.
After doing all this, Xu Yan was panting tiredly, his bloodshot eyes were all over the place, and he stared at the door without blinking.
He's waiting.
He believed that the other party would come.
It's night, the night breeze at the end of summer has cooled, and outside the small courtyard, several maids in single clothes can't help but huddle together, pouting one by one, without saying a word.
They were kicked out by their master's house, and they didn't dare to go back without being instructed.
These maids who are accustomed to being subordinates all know one thing, that is, if the master is angry, it is better to stay away, once it is affected, it will really become a disaster, the Pang family is okay, in other wealthy families, if the master is angry, sometimes they will vent their anger with maids and maids, and they will be beaten and scolded at the lightest, and they will be hacked and killed.
The deeper the night, the colder the wind, and the youngest Mingzhu couldn't help but sobbed aggrievedly in the night wind.
The uncle bullied her again, and she decided to wait for the young lady to come back and must sue.
Mingzhu, who was going to sue in front of the young lady, sobbed and wiped her tears at the same time, wiping and wiping, she suddenly found that Qingyu actually walked to the yard alone.
"Sister Qingyu, don't go, my uncle is angry. Mingzhu kindly reminded the gentle sister.
Turning around and pursing his lips and smiling, Qingyu said softly: "Don't worry, I'll persuade my uncle, you wait here first." ā
"Uncle will beat people, Sister Qingyu, don't go!" Mingzhu wanted to hold Qingyu, but was easily avoided by the other party.
"It's okay, Master Taibao won't hurt me, don't worry. ā
With a gentle smile, Qingyu walked into the courtyard and walked towards the big house, her sentence Taibao finally reminded Mingzhu of the gentle sister, the maidservant brought by her uncle from Qi State.
The weak figure, with a slight movement of lotus steps, stopped at the door of the house.
The thin corners of her lips were gently pursed by the woman, like a new lady who had just entered the cave room, with a sense of expectation and fear, like water, in the eyes of water, the bright waves flowed, the lotus arm was gently raised, and the door was slowly pushed open.
Creak, door squeak.
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"Drive!"
In the moonlight like water, with the girl's lightness, the jujube galloping horse was like a line of fire in the night, two days and two nights of sleeplessness, Pang Hongyue finally approached the capital and approached the Pang family.
It's almost there, it won't be long before you're home......
The tired girl held on to her spirits and galloped on her horse, and her heart had already become more and more worried with the bumps in the journey. (To be continued.) )