"From today on, anyone who is sorry for Yan's Villa can come to me privately and explain the reason for the matter to me, I only have to wait for three days, if I don't come for three days, don't blame me for being polite!"

Yan Ying's cold words surprised everyone, and the whole process was silent.

Someone's face changed.

Qin Yu and his people were all full of slaughter.

The old master of Yan had a gentle smile on his face, and Yan Ruyue noticed the problem and looked at Yan Ying a little blankly.

In the audience, only Yan Ying laughed loudly.

"Don't be nervous, everyone should not be nervous, what happened to Yan's Villa today, you must know better than me, because the six stewards are seriously ill, there are six new stewards, whether new or old, all of you here are the backbone of my Yan clan! Yan Ying pointed at the delicate black box that Xiao Xiong was holding in the hands of a row of black-clothed guards.

"This is a little bit of my care, there are high-quality ginseng given by the emperor, as well as high-grade snow clams specially prepared for everyone by my mother's goddaughter Qingyu girl. It's all used to replenish the body, so please smile at it. ”

Suddenly, someone's face changed drastically.

"At today's banquet, we also specially used the snow clams prepared by Miss Qingyu to prepare desserts for everyone, please taste them. ”

After that, Yanhua took the women in the village to bring more than a dozen cups of stew and put them on the table of the stewards one by one.

"Alright, the feast begins. Yan Ying jumped off the stage with a smile, walked to Qin Yu's side, and grinned at him.

Qin Yu looked at her dotingly and gave her approval with her eyes.

She blinked, took her glass, and followed by Cigarette, she held a flask.

The two walked up to the steward, and Yan Ying saluted them one by one, and watched them eat the clams with their own eyes.

Four of the stewards turned pale and held clams as if they were carrying poison.

Yan Ying walked in front of the first person with a bad face, a pair of eyes that could see through people stared at him like knives, but there was a gentle smile on his face.

"Steward Yu, I remember that you were the first steward of Yan's Villa, and my grandfather also saved your life, and regarded you as his own son. Steward Yu has also made a lot of contributions to Yan's Villa, and several times Yan's turmoil, you have always insisted on standing behind my grandfather to support him. Yan Ying's emotional words were like thorns piercing the heart of the steward.

"Less...... Oh no, Master Yan, I ...... I ......" His body trembled slightly, and some gray beard trembled.

Yan Ying touched the wine glass with him, "I, Yan Ying, should call you Uncle Yu, the Yan family is about to suffer, Yan Ying hopes that Uncle Yu can continue to go to the soup for the Yan family, and I, Yan Ying, will ensure that your Yu family will always enjoy peace and happiness in the Yan family." ”

"I'll do it first for respect. Yan Ying drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and pointed the empty wine glass at the steward.

Steward Yu took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, and said in a low voice, "The head of the Yan family ......"

Yan Ying blinked her eyes and said in a low voice, "I'll talk about other things another day." She looked at the clams, "It's such a good thing, you should eat it beforehand." ”

Steward Yu's face changed slightly, and he had no choice but to drink it as if he was drinking poison, and his eyes looked inadvertently behind Yan Ying.

Yan Ruyue sat not far behind her, and beside her was Qingyu.

Qingyu's expression was as usual, gentle and sweet, and she helped Yan Ruyue with vegetables from time to time, and served her very thoughtfully.

Suddenly, one of the stewards fell unconscious.

Qingshan quickly walked over, squatted down to check his pulse, suddenly his face changed, he stood up, and said in a deep voice, "He has the plague." ”

The word plague was in one place, and there was an uproar.

In an instant, the crowd dispersed.

Several stewards quickly walked over to check on his symptoms.

Yan Ying glanced coldly at the empty bowl containing snow clams, suddenly remembered, turned her head and looked, Qingyu didn't know when and where.

"Go find the rain. ”

Yanli smiled slightly and said in a low voice, "Yanhua followed, and I can't run." ”

Yan Ying hooked her lips and smiled, "Okay!"