"Miss, I'm back. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I'm tired, don't you know...... Miss?" Fu'an pounded his neck and rubbed his shoulders, and began to complain before he entered the door.

After a long list of words, there was no response from inside the house. I also secretly thought to myself that the young lady often said that she was too noisy, but if the days were all over the ancient well, what would be the point?

Fu'an searched the whole house and didn't see Ye Juan's shadow, and it was already halfway through the hour, where could Miss go so late?

"Sister Fu'an, what are you doing scratching your ears and cheeks?" said the maid with a hellish look.

Fu'an was a little embarrassed and said, "I didn't do anything." Where's Miss?"

"Isn't the young lady in the house?" asked the maid suspiciously.

"Not really. I searched around and couldn't find it. Fu'an suddenly said with some uneasiness.

The maid patted the corner of her forehead, and suddenly said, "Look at my memory, just now Mama went into the house to find Miss, and Miss went out soon after." He said that he was going to walk around the garden, but he didn't let people follow. ”

"What? Miss went out so late, and no one followed. Fu'an's voice instantly raised, almost with a roar. Thinking of what happened to the second young master before, I shuddered when I thought about it.

Fu'an hurriedly scolded the maid and asked Mama to ask about the situation at that time. After listening to it, I became even more uneasy.

Hurriedly led the people in the courtyard to the garden with lanterns. It's just that a few people turned the garden upside down, but they didn't find Ye Xuan.

"Girl, maybe it's a fork. Miss may have gone back by now?" said the panting grandmother.

Fu'an was so anxious that he almost cried, and when he heard his grandmother's words, he lifted the corner of his skirt and hurriedly ran back.

Jiang Yiyunxuan also searched all over but found no trace of Ye Xuan, and the original guess may have come true.

Thinking of such a result, Fu'an stopped the tears rolling in his eyes and invited everyone to inquire one by one.

Now is not the time to be scared and sad, Miss is waiting to save herself.

After asking around and not asking for useful information, Ye Juan was angry for a while, waved his arm to let everyone go down, and told everyone to keep their mouths shut and not to reveal the news of the disappearance of the young lady.

With a "bang", the bronze lamp on the low table knocked Fu'an down and fell on the soft collapse, making a muffled sound. Fu'an hurriedly extinguished the fire of the copper lamp.

There was a mess in his head, and there was only one voice to save Miss. It's just that he can't find the direction, and he is spinning in circles in place. Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a paper ball on the low table.

Fu'an hurriedly opened the paper ball, and immediately froze in place. The last shred of hope that was originally held was ruthlessly destroyed the moment the note was opened.

Fu'an only collapsed on the ground, hiding his face and weeping. Hate yourself for not staying by Miss's side all the time. Even if it's death, it's good to have a companion. Huangquan Road is not lonely.

Gradually, the whimpering turned into a heart-rending cry.

Between the lightning and flint, Fu'an's head had a flash of inspiration. Miss confessed before, there is something to go to the other courtyard to find Master Chunyou.

Fu'an raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and ran desperately into the dark night.

Violent gasps, and a violently beating heart, Fu'an opened his mouth and inhaled heavily. His legs seemed to be a lead-filled machine moving up and down.

"Open the door......" Fu'an's throat was almost dry and couldn't make a sound, and he bent down and grabbed the door knocker with the last of his strength, and slammed the door slammed on.

The sound of "thump" is particularly clear in the silence of the night. Hearing footsteps in the house, Fu'an leaned against the door and finally fainted from exhaustion.

Huan Bo heard the knock on the door, tremblingly approved a piece of clothing to open the door, and when he opened the door, he saw a woman under his feet falling straight into the courtyard.

Uncle Huan looked around vigilantly to make sure that everything was fine, so he took a lantern and took a photo, and it was a little girl with a round face.

Uncle Huan's cloudy old eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, and he recognized this girl as Ye Juan's close maid.

When Fu'an woke up again, he found himself lying on a soft bed, and when he was a little more conscious, another spirit sat up and shouted, "Go and save Miss." ”

"Girl, you rest first. I have already passed the book to the young master. I think I should be able to get there in the middle of the night. Huan Bo reassured.

"But Miss ......," Fu'an asked, anxiously grasping Huanbo's tree-like hand, a little worried about the time being short.

Uncle Huan comforted: "Don't worry, girl, I think Miss Ye's intelligence will be able to buy time and wait for us to rescue." ”

Fu'an is a little more settled down at this time, if you want to kill someone, why not kill it directly. I took them captive, and I thought that I should be safe tonight.

When Ye Juan woke up, his eyes were all black, and he was curled up in a small space. Ye Juan felt uncomfortable and struggled to change his position, only to find that his hands were tied behind his back. The eyes were also blindfolded.

Ye Wan froze and carefully felt the vibration that came. They should be in containers like chests, or carried or placed in wagons.

Ye Juan struggled to move back, leaning on the box and slowly sat up.

Some regret that they shouldn't be so big. Sure enough, curiosity killed the cat.

If it weren't for the thought of being in the inner courtyard, there wouldn't be anyone so bold, just forgot about Ye Mo's question.

With heavy profits, these slaves and maids naturally dare to take risks.

Now that he has become a turtle in an urn, the only thing he can do is wait.

Before the strength of the medicine passed, Ye Juan thought for a while and then fainted in a daze.

The hermit originally didn't want to disturb Chunyou's rest, but Huan Bo had always acted steadily, and if it wasn't for something important, he naturally wouldn't have sent news in an urgent way overnight.

"Young master, Uncle Huan sent a flying pigeon to pass the book. The hermit handed the small note to Chunyou's hand.

The hermit clearly saw that the hermit's face turned from calm to angry. The brow is furrowed, and the thin lips are pursed into a beautiful arc.

"Hermitage, you follow me down the mountain. Chunyou said. There was a coldness in his tone.

"But the young master, it's the middle of the night. If it doesn't matter, let's go down early tomorrow morning. The hermit said dissuasion.

Chunyou didn't reply, gave the hermit a cold look, and walked out of the house by himself.

"Young Master, what happened to you, you want to go down the mountain overnight?" asked the hermitage as he blocked his way.

Chun Youleng froze in place, and then slapped a palm on the shoulder of the hermitage, "Juan'er, something happened." I had to save her. ”

"Young Master, when will we find Miss Ye in the huge capital of you and me alone?" asked Yin Xiu, holding his shoulders.

Only then did Chunyou react, he was concerned about it. He instructed the hermitage: "Spread the news to the brothers in the capital, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must find out the girl for me." ”

The hermit hadn't seen Chunyou's gaffe like this for a long time, so he only rubbed his shoulders and responded.

When Chunyou arrived at the courtyard, it was already dawn, and it was even more exposed, and even his clothes were covered with fine droplets.

"Young master, it's Fu'an, the girl next to Miss Ye, who came to report the news. A note was also brought. Huan Bo greeted Chunyou into the house and handed the note to Chunyou.