The Qingsong Courtyard in the General's Mansion is the courtyard where the old general lives, and there are people who take care of the general's absence in the mansion at ordinary times.

The study room of Qingsong Yuan is very simple and generous, not more than the scholarly atmosphere of the literati, and there is a sense of heroism of a martial artist in this study.

"General, the eldest lady is missing!"

Old General Ling stood behind the desk with a serious expression, his tall body was straight and straight, and he raised his head sharply to look at Ling Da who had just entered the door, "What, you say it again!" ”

Old General Ling stared at the personal guard standing in front of him with deep eyes, holding an ink-stained brush in his hand, and the ink drops from the tip of the pen dripped onto the paperweight below, like an ink-colored flower.

Yiyi has been missing in Xiangguo Temple for a day and a night, and he was finally beaten, and now what Ling Da said that Yiyi is missing, what does it mean?

Ling Da stood in front of the desk with his hands down respectfully, and when he heard General Ling's sharp questioning, he immediately replied rigorously.

"General Yu, Ling Mu sent someone back to the house to return to the house, after finding the eldest lady this morning, they immediately escorted the eldest lady back to Jiangnan, never thought that the young lady's carriage was chased and killed by an unknown man in black about a quarter of an hour after leaving Xiangguo Temple! Ling Mu and the others tried their best to protect each other, but they were unable to resist each other, on the way to escape, the carriage was destroyed, the eldest lady was missing, the guards of the general's mansion were dead, and the wounded were injured, Ling Mu took the rest of the people to find the eldest lady, sent a wounded guard back to the house to report, and asked the general to send someone to find the eldest lady! ”

After saying this, Ling Da also felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

This eldest lady is really ill-fated, she has been plotted one after another, and she has fallen into a situation of nine deaths and a life from time to time, and she is willful and reckless, bold, and has a night party with a foreign man in the flower building, and she doesn't know how to restrain at all.

was sent to Xiangguo Temple by the general to pray for blessings, in fact, he wanted to make Sheng An's rumors disappear and take her back, who knows, but he disappeared for a day and a night, and his reputation and reputation were not innocent, for the reputation of the general's mansion, and because of the old lady's insistence, the general could only let Ling Mu send the eldest lady back to the old mansion in Jiangnan, but he never thought that now, the eldest lady was hunted down and killed again, and lost her trace again.

Ling Da didn't know what to do with this Miss Ling, who was favored in the past and is now riddled with notoriety and stigma.

said that she was innocent and wronged, but her real reputation was lost, and that she was a wicked person with her own evil grinding, but she was only hot-tempered and arrogant, and she did not hurt anyone's life.

This time, even if the eldest lady is recovered, I'm afraid there will be no way to live! Maybe send it directly to the family temple to become a nun, which is still good! It is also very possible that a white silk hanging beam committed suicide to save the face of the General's Mansion.

Just when Ling Da was thinking wildly, General Ling broke the pen in his hand, threw it aside, and thought about how to deal with this matter and how to arrange the future of her eldest granddaughter.

After about a cup of tea, the solemn face of General Ling turned around, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his bottomless eyes.

"You, take someone to find her yourself! After finding it, send it out of Beizhou, so that she never comes back! Externally, it was said that Ling Yiyi, the eldest lady of the General's Mansion, bravely fought against the assassins, and in order to protect her innocence and maintain the reputation of the General's Mansion, she did not hesitate to die with the assassins! ”

"No!" Ling Da shook his head helplessly, turned around and strode away.

The general finally cared about his family affection and spared the eldest lady's life!

It's just that Miss Qianjin, who doesn't know anything, can't lift her hands and shoulders, and has a beautiful appearance but no limbs and is not diligent, after being driven out of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, what will she rely on to live? That situation may be worse than death!

The orange-red sunset is picturesque, the big and round sun hangs between the water and the sky, and an ordinary carriage drives past the beautiful Jasper Lake, like a part of a beautiful painting.

The exterior of the carriage is made of rough wood, which is a little rough but spacious, and from the outside, it looks like an ordinary carriage that occasionally passes by, and there is nothing special about it.

But the inside of the carriage is very luxurious, the interior is all lined with the most exquisite satin, the body is sitting under the soft and precious blanket, the dark grid table is fixed in the carriage, the exquisite and finely carved furnishings are very eye-catching, that is, comfortable and beautiful, it can be seen that the owner of the carriage intentions.

The carriage rode along the avenue of Jasper Lake, then turned into the path of the field, and traveled for about a quarter of an hour, until finally stopped at one of the villages, not far from Jasper Lake.

Ling Yiyi lay groggily in the soft carriage, her body was weaker than before, and it was more than a star and a half worse than the body in her previous life, in order to face the danger that might arise next, she had been closing her eyes and pretending to sleep after getting on the car.

But how long the carriage had traveled, how many turns it had turned, whether it had turned left or right, she had a mirror in her mind, so as soon as the carriage stopped, she guessed where she might be now.

The coachman stopped the carriage, held the whip in his big calloused hand, jumped from the chariot he was sitting on to the ground, took off the small wooden stool and placed it beside the carriage, and stood respectfully to one side.

"Master! It's here! ”

"Hmm!" Hum softly, and then I saw that the silky curtain of the carriage was lifted from the inside, and the first few strands of white hair in the jet-black hair were exposed to the carriage, and the handsome Nanwei Guoshi lifted his white robe and walked out of the carriage, and stepped out of the carriage gracefully.

Immediately afterwards, the maid with a double bun supported the beautiful girl who was weak and couldn't help the wind, and Miss Shuang'er walked out of the horse slowly.

Shuang'er's graceful figure is like a weak wind blowing willows, the pitiful little hand gently supports the edge of the car, the beauty of the sick Shih Tzu makes people afraid to frighten her, and the other little hand is supported by the maid, step by step off the carriage.

Another personal maid put down her little hand holding the curtain of the car, and got up to get out of the car with her.

"Master!"

The beautiful girl Shuang'er, whose beautiful little face was slightly pale, smiled softly at the national teacher, "Master, let's go in!" ”

Then he turned his head and said, "You go and bring her in!" ”

The first sentence was said to Nan Weiguoshi, and the latter sentence was said to the coachman standing aside.

After speaking, Shuang'er, with the support of the maid, was about to follow the Nanwei Guoshi into the quiet Zhuangzi.

"No!" Nan Weiguo Shi vetoed Shuang'er's decision, and his gentle and calm eyes swept over the maid who was supporting Shuang'er, "You go, help that girl down with her!" ”

The maid bit her lip and looked at Nan Wei Guoshi with some embarrassment, and turned her head to look at her own young lady in embarrassment.

When the coachman heard the words of the national teacher, he immediately stood still.

Shuang'er was a little puzzled by what the master was doing, but she still nodded obediently at the maid.

Seeing that the master nodded in agreement, the maid immediately saluted Shuang'er and the national teacher respectfully, and when the master no longer noticed her, she stepped on the wooden bench and climbed into the carriage, lifted the curtain and walked in. (To be continued.) )