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Before the master was imprisoned, he had already asked him to arrange yesterday's affairs

Liu Chonghuan shouldn't have been in a hurry, because although the master asked him to arrange the assassination, the Ninth Young Master was his own flesh and blood after all, how could Liu Chonghuan be willing to make him suffer.

The people invited are all three-legged cats, and there will be no big casualties at all.

But after hearing everything that happened in the mountains and forests yesterday, Liu Chonghuan only felt afraid, fortunately, fortunately, his ninth young master came back.

It's just that the Yu'er girl brought back by the master is gone.

In the things that the master arranged for him, there was no part of Miss Yu'er, which is why Liu Chonghuan specially ordered Master Wei to separate the Ninth Young Master and Miss Yu'er, for fear of hurting Miss Yu'er.

After the incident, Wei Fuzi deliberately waited for Miss Yu'er at the place agreed in advance, and waited all night, but only waited for Shen Qing, who was covered in blood.

Moreover, according to Master Wei's report, the people who came were all extraordinary, if he hadn't prepared for someone to bring the Ninth Young Master back, I'm afraid that the Ninth Young Master would have been unable to save his life.

Every time he thought of this, Liu Chonghuan would be so frightened that his clothes would be soaked with sweat, and he didn't dare to talk about it, let alone tell the Lin family about it.

Facing the angry Lin family at this time, Liu Chonghuan had no choice but to say with a weak heart that he would definitely find out the truth behind the scenes and give the little brother and Yu'er an explanation.

After receiving Liu Chonghuan's repeated assurances, Lin left with a little peace of mind.

The letter from the Han family in Guangling was supposed to arrive at the mansion of the Liu family in Yanling this morning - Han Ningzhi specially ordered someone to deliver the letter overnight to report safety.

After arriving at the Han Mansion last night, Weiyu's hanging heart was slightly relaxed.

Everything was safe on the road, and even when I arrived at Hanfu, I didn't find anything unusual.

After Han Ningzhi arranged her accommodation, she kindly called a grandmother to serve.

I slept until daylight.

It was almost noon before breakfast, which made Mama very unaccustomed to it, and Mama watched the two sons of the Han family grow up.

The eldest prince rarely interacts with other official families, but today he brought it back directly, or in the middle of the night, this noble lady is even more ignorant of the rules, and she is willing to get up until three poles in the morning. At this time, eating is not like a noble lady.

In short, Mama was extremely dissatisfied with the young lady brought back by the eldest son.

"Wow."

"Is it convenient to come in?" There was a knock on the door outside, and Han Ningzhi's greeting.

The woman's boudoir is not allowed to enter and exit at will, but now that the situation is different, Han Ningzhi has waived those rules.

As for Weiyu, she never cared about this, and said directly, "Please come in." ”

Mama's face was even more unsightly, so she drooped her face and went to open the door.

"The eldest son." She said goodbye.

Han Ningzhi nodded modestly, focusing on Weiyu.

"Miss Thirteen."

Weiyu looked a little flustered when she looked at him, what was wrong?

"How?"

"Come with me."

Weiyu could hear the eagerness in his tone, and she didn't care about the porridge in the bowl, so she hurriedly went out with him.

Mama glanced at her and sent away the eldest prince and Weiyu.

As Han Ningzhi came to the front of the hall, Song Yu was also there.

But the most eye-catching thing is the person sitting there paralyzed in front of the hall, covered in blood, Weiyu saw the big knife, and knew that it was Feng Yan's one without even thinking about it.

"What's going on?"

Weiyu was surprised. Feng Yan is injured?

"The guy who opened the door this morning found it in front of the door."

"But what else did you find?" Weiyu asked.

Han Ningzhi shook his head, "I've been in a coma, and I don't know what to do." ”

"Carry it to my room first, lying in front of the hall is not an option." Weiyu said.

Feng Yan is a woman after all, and it is unorthodox to sit so paralyzed in front of everyone.

Han Ningzhi also realized this problem, but the person was Miss Liu's, and he couldn't count it when he said it, so he brought her over.

Weiyu was a little worried at this time.

Even Feng Yan can be seriously injured so far, so how powerful the other party's people must be.

Song Yu was also very puzzled when he saw Feng Yan who fainted, the last time he saw Feng Yan, Feng Yan had no scars on his body.

Women's boudoir, men don't enter.

Han Ningzhi had already asked someone to invite a doctor, and Mama and Weiyu took care of Feng Yan on the bed together in the room.

Weiyu inadvertently put her hand on Feng Yan's pulse, and repeatedly confirmed it several times, but the conclusion she could draw remained the same,

Extremely weak, as if ...... Dead in general.

There was only a faint breath to let people know that she was not dead.

Weiyu proposed to take off the clothes on Feng Yan's body first, but Mama didn't understand this, she only felt that the blood stains looked weird.

While undressing, Weiyu examined Feng Yan's wounds.

Although there are many wounds, the knife is not a fatal wound.

Then Feng Yan's state at this time is difficult to explain.

The doctor came and was invited to the house by Weiyu, and Han Ningzhi and Song Yu were waiting outside.

"Shhhhh

After the doctor took the pulse, he didn't believe his judgment very much, and hurried to see him again.

The result was the same, similar to what Weiyu thought.

The breath is weak, if there is nothing, it is a warning of the loss of breath.

It won't be that simple, Weiyu said in her heart.

"The old man has been practicing medicine for many years, and he will not make mistakes." Seeing that Weiyu didn't believe herself, the doctor explained again.

But Weiyu still didn't believe it.

The doctor reluctantly went out, and Han Ningzhi left him behind for questioning.

"That young lady is very screwed, that person is angry, and he still doesn't believe the old man's words."

The doctor's medical skills were suspected by a little girl who had not left the cabinet, and she was a little displeased, so she left this sentence and left.

Song Yu and Han Ningzhi glanced at each other, and then looked at the boudoir.

Both of them have seen it before, and the female guard's breath is indeed like death, and the reason why they are looking for a doctor is to make sure, but now that the doctor has spoken, why hasn't Miss Liu moved.

If someone really dies in the girl's boudoir, the courtyard of the Han family, it is not a glorious thing.

The doctor's words, the grandmother also listened to it, and seeing that the noble lady had not moved, she stepped forward and reminded,

"Miss, this girl...... It's out of gas. ”

"No, she's alive." Weiyu said firmly.

The doctor also knew that Feng Yan had a breath, but the breath was difficult to sustain her life, but that didn't mean she was dead.

This young lady is too axial, and the eldest prince can't take a fancy to her.

"No, miss, the doctor has said it......" Mama continued to persuade.

"No, she's alive." Weiyu replied without a word.

Mama was angry enough, and she looked at this noble lady staring at the girl lying on the bed without blinking.

After thinking about it, Mama turned around and walked out of the house.

"Eldest son, please persuade quickly, if you don't persuade again, the girl will ...... It's in our house. ”

Mama didn't shy away from what she said, Han Ningzhi knew what she meant.

It's just that the person is Miss Liu's, he is an outsider, and it is not easy to call the shots.

This matter still depends on Miss Liu's family.

Although Song Yu didn't know that Miss Thirteen still had persistence, his intuition told him that Miss Thirteen's approach might be right.