Li Guqin took Mama Bai out of the door, and called Zhi'er away. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yuan Shanjia stood in the room and walked around.

She glanced at it a few times, seemed a little unhappy, and said to Ran Ya: "Remember to let Steward Zhou smoke this room with vinegar, and besides, don't use that set of porcelain, sell it." ”

Her voice was faint, and she couldn't hear any displeasure, and it could even be said that the smile on the corner of her mouth made her look happy.

"Also." Yuan Shanjia walked a few steps and seemed to suddenly remember, "Did you let people follow the Li family?" What if we lose something in the General's Mansion? ”

"Miss, I've already let people follow." Ran Ya replied intimately, there was no need for Yuan Shanjia to tell her at all.

Yuan Shanjia said with a soft smile on his face, "Has the housekeeper passed?" The things that Yuan Shanqi can't take away must be seen clearly, don't make a mistake, lest there be any omissions that make people think that our general's mansion has an amazingly large belly. ”

Ran Ya said: "Steward Zhou should have already passed, and I informed him before." ”

"That's good. By the way, let people tell him, take your time, don't rush, and let Li and Yuan Shanqi catch up well. Yuan Shanjia said with a smile.

Their conversations were all spoken while standing at the door, outside which there were two maids, and there were also some subordinates in the yard cleaning the fallen leaves. So everything was listened to by the subordinate.

The people didn't squint, as if they hadn't heard anything.

Yuan Shanjia thought of what Li Guqin was about to see, and she was a little wickedly excited.

She heard that Yuan Shanqi has done a lot of things recently, and she is not like herself at all.

However, Yuan Shanjia kindly controlled everything in the general's mansion.

And incense.

When Li Guqin arrived at the courtyard, he found that it was quiet and quiet, without a sound.

It wasn't as lively as before, and I heard the laughter of the woman inside like a silver bell from afar.

She pushed open the courtyard door and babbled, a somewhat abrupt voice.

The moment I opened the door, I was startled by a lot of bugs.

There was a desolate feeling in the yard, with fallen leaves rolling on the ground, and some broken pieces of porcelain scattered in the grass at some unknown time, covered with dirt, leaving only a white spike.

Li Guqin frowned, looking left and right, "What's going on?" What about people? Where have all the people gone? ”

But no one responded to her.

"Miss, has the little lady changed the yard?" Zhi'er asked cautiously.

She didn't look like a human being here, it was a bit desolate.

Mama Bai also wrinkled her somewhat sparse eyebrows, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes profoundly reflected the traces of time.

How could there be no one here? Where have all the people gone? The little lady's yard has always been neat and tidy, lively and lively, when did it become like this?

Could it be that the young lady is gone, and the people are gone? It's all lazy like this.

"No, if it is changed, Jia'er will definitely tell me." Li Guqin shook his head, sped up a few steps, and walked towards the inner room.

But at this time, an embarrassed figure walked out of the house.

There was no good meat on his body, it was all bloody, his clothes were so broken that he couldn't cover anything on his body.

The hair was disheveled, and several pieces had been ripped off, revealing bloody red flesh.

Mama Bai and Zhi'er were taken aback.

Zhi'er is not very old, and she is relatively familiar with Yuan Shanqi's maids. So it took her a while to distinguish it before she could identify it as Qilu from a mole on the tip of her ear.

"Seven dews? Why are you like this? Zhi'er asked in surprise.

Why does Qilu dress so messily? Why are there so many wounds on my body? What's going on? Could it be that something happened to the little lady.

Li Guqin was also a little surprised, but he was not very surprised.

As if she had known it for a long time, a look of surprise flashed on her face, and she didn't react.

It's just that her heart can't help sinking.

Qilu was lowering her head and walking forward, her pointed ears were exposed between the scattered hair, and the lower half was still stained with dried and coagulated blood, making the moles on the tips of her ears very distinct.

She looked up at the sound of a voice, her eyes shining through her messy hair, as if she couldn't focus.

She brushed the hair in front of her, arranged her hair behind her ears, looked at the person in front of her steadily, and said with some hesitation, "White ...... Momma? Sister Zhi'er? ”

Her voice was like the sound of scraping the ground with a piece of porcelain, which made people's ears tingle.

Zhi'er didn't notice her voice, she was frightened by what she saw in front of her.

Qilu, as Li Guqin's maid specially selected for Yuan Shanqi, was originally cultivated as a dowry girl.

Therefore, although she is not as good as Yuan Shanqi, she is also more beautiful and temperamental than the average young lady from a small family.

The balsam used to wipe the face every day is something that only the ladies of the ordinary family use outside.

But now, Zhi'er couldn't help but cover her chest, and Sakura's lips were slightly open.

Mama Bai was also completely frightened.

Her old and frail body was brought into full play at this time.

Looking at Qilu's appearance, every muscle in her body was trembling, and her heart was beating like an ordinary person.

The wrinkles on his face have become a little pale, his lips have become a little black and purple, and the whole person is a little bad.

If it weren't for her usual attention to taking care of her body, she would have fallen to the ground by now.

Even people like Li Guqin were taken aback.

I saw that Qilu's cheeks were opened by a knife, each wound was as long as a finger, and each wound seemed to have been torn by someone forcefully, and the laceration next to it was very irregular.

In some places, the blood has clotted into a blood crust, but it seems that someone has forcibly deducted it, and the level is uneven.

In other places, it was bleeding constantly, and the blood was a little dull in color, accompanied by transparent pus.

The marks of tears on both sides of her mouth were very obvious, although they were scabbed, but as soon as Qilu spoke, the wound cracked.

Li Guqin's eyes darkened, "What about your young lady?" ”

She looked at Qilu's wound, her eyes were deep, but she wasn't worried about Qilu.

Instead, he was thinking: Qilu was injured like this, which means that Qi'er was seriously injured.

Her heart throbbed, and she regretted that she didn't take her daughter away.

Qilu was stunned, looking at the gentle and anxious person in front of him, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose strangely, as if crying and laughing, "Miss is inside." ”

As she said this, the corners of her mouth went up, completely oblivious to the opening of the wound at the corners of her mouth.

Zhi'er couldn't help but say, "Qilu, don't laugh, the wounds are all cracked......"

Qilu tilted her head, "Huh? Shouldn't I laugh? The young lady said I couldn't cry. She is not dead yet, and she is crying for her with a bitter face. I don't want to cry for Miss, Miss is not dead yet. ”

She continued to smile, and a bloody tear suddenly flowed from her eyes, sliding down the corners of her eyes, merging with the blood flowing from the wound on her face.

Seeing Zhi'er and Mama Bai, they couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Mama Bai trembled all over, and she couldn't help Li Guqin anymore, but let Zhi'er support her.

She looked at Qilu in this appearance, and couldn't help but think of a lot of people who were worthy of her death, those women who didn't blink to death. (To be continued.) )