"Get my clothes for me!"

As soon as Qing Xuan shouted, Zi Xuan quickly took some simple clothes and cloak for Qing Xuan to put on first, and it didn't take long for Green Lotus to come back. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Young lady, there is a fire in the backyard, the season is dry, and it burns quickly. ”

"Let's go over and see. Qing Xuan didn't hesitate at all, feeling that these unusual things were related.

She desperately wanted to go to the backyard that she never wanted to step into, even though it was not far away, and even wanted to go downstairs barefoot, and Green Lotus hurriedly put on soft shoes for her.

Her heart was pounding, and she knew that there must be something wrong with this, even an invisible conspiracy, but she couldn't put the pieces together at this moment.

Walking on the road to the backyard, there were people running back and forth one after another, holding buckets and dry objects, pushing wooden carts, and banging gongs, but as soon as they saw that it was her, even if they did not recognize her, they still stopped respectfully to give a salute.

Her mind was in turmoil at the moment, trying to sort out what had happened from yesterday to today, and she didn't bother to respond.

The biggest benefit from drugging her was Helan Qiyou, but he didn't admit to drugging. Yesterday, when she felt wrong and wanted to rush back to the room, the first person she met was not him, but He Lanxian.

This conspiracy was directed against her, and perhaps as Helan Qiyou said, the person who drugged him did not expect him to go home early because he received a notice from Xing'er.

If this is not the case, then the man who was with her last night could be He Lanxian?

She couldn't help but feel cold, and her commitment to Helan Qiyou made it difficult for her to accept it for a while, let alone someone else!

So can she believe Helan Qiyou? But what if she doesn't? Can everything be restored to the way it was? Can she... Will you never see him again?

When you see his back in the future, won't you want to stop him and secretly long for him to turn back?

If you exclude Helan Qiyou's possibility of drugging her, it is the greatest possibility of concubines in the backyard, followed by Mrs. Wang. The concubines are more likely, and Helan Qiyou will no longer come to their room after returning, so he must have formed a hatred with them.

Which one is it? Or is it all shared? and where is the medicine at the moment?

Is it the cup of tea she drank? Then why is Xing'er okay, is there a difference between the two cups of tea?

Fortunately, she had asked Zixuan to put away the tea, and she could find out if it was tea when she went back, but if it was medicine in the tea, it would be too easy to trace, and Qingxuan's intuition was not so easy.

When she finally stepped into the backyard for the first time, this Helan Qiyou all the concubines lived. It is a large area, with a large garden in the center, a large self-sufficient well, and houses on all sides.

When Qing Xuan saw it, at least half of the house in the backyard had been burned down, and the flames were red. The concubines who escaped from the room were all very embarrassed, and Mrs. Qing was surrounded by the headwind of the central garden, and they could only watch the house burn incessantly.

The sturdy men kept coming up from the large well in the middle of the garden, and at the command of Helan Qiyou, they put the water into the water bag used to extinguish the fire, and when it was filled with water, they carried it to extinguish the fire.

*Note: In the Tang Dynasty, there were water bags specially used to extinguish fires, which could be filled with water and sprayed to extinguish fires.

In such an urgent situation, Helan Qiyou was still unhurried, his command was determined, and there was no trace of embarrassment on his body, Qingxuan couldn't help but admire it a little.

As she looked at him from afar, he seemed to feel something, and looked back in her direction. When he saw her, he frowned slightly, and walked towards her without hesitation.