It was finally completely dark, and An Qiyu sat in the main hall in a daze, and no one came since Lin Chongrou beat her and left.

The silence of the entire east courtyard was as if it was dead, Cuijun was arrested, Ah Xiang was injured and rested, and some rough old mothers and maids didn't even dare to take a breath.

Seeing the handsome man go out angrily, the aunt and grandmother also shook their faces and left, presumably the second young grandmother was still unpleasant in the afternoon.

She didn't ask anyone to wait, so the people didn't dare to move, in case it became a gas bucket, it would be hit on the muzzle.

Those who are accustomed to seeing the master's face will listen with their ears open, waiting for the second young grandmother to pass dinner.

No one dared to eat, no one dared to move.

Hungry and hungry, and with gold stars in their eyes, they didn't dare to enter the main hall.

It's just that An Qiyu has long forgotten about dinner, she is full of gas all day long, what else do you want to eat!

Since he dislikes her for being a maid, why keep her like this? Why did she think so rigidly that she was really suffering such a wretched for Ah Xiang and Cousin Dong? Even though Lin Dingkuo said that he treats himself as a wife, but when something happens here, it's not the same that he sticks his nose and eyes at himself?

The so-called love thing is really a trick!

Thinking of this, An Qiyu felt more and more that he was a fool. In that case, let's take a salary from the bottom of the kettle and stop doing it!

She got up, went into the back room, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find what belonged to her, she wanted to leave here, leave this place of right and wrong......

When I thought of this, I found that my luggage had been packed, and it was only for a moment, but the clothes on my body did not fit in any way.

Her current food and clothing consumption is not from the Lin family, or from the Fang family, either a dowry or a dowry, where do she still have her own things. Look at this little baggage, there is nothing of its own in it.

That little cloth bag that belongs only to himself......

Don't say you don't know where she was thrown, even if she knew, she wouldn't dare to take it.

When I sighed, I suddenly choked up involuntarily. Her grievances are comparable to Dou E!

"In the end, I didn't feel sorry for the two of you, I just took what I could use. I'm not greedy for anything else. An Qiyu said to herself, she just has too much conscience, and she has some good face, eating other people's food, and she has to take other people's before leaving, after all, she can't bear it. But because of her livelihood, she couldn't ask for food.

Seeing that there were still a lot of oceans in the makeup, I counted and ordered ten yuan, some of which were put into my personal pocket, and some of which were placed in my baggage. Scattered small copper plates, also loaded some.

I also changed into a dark clothes, and it was dark, so I just went out.

An Qiyu dressed up like this, but felt that she was relaxed, and said in her heart: Sure enough, it is the maid's life, and there is no way to enjoy the identity of a young lady and a young grandmother.

Suddenly, he turned his head inexplicably, and saw a photo on his desk, which was him in a military uniform, with thick eyebrows and starry eyes, and a heroic spirit......

Her heart was throbbing, and she didn't hesitate to pull out the photo and put it in her breast pocket.

He is indeed good to himself, but he is not blessed. Just left him like this, in fact, he was reluctant to give up, but in the end, this man did not belong to him, and the identity disparity - the relationship between master and servant, it was an insurmountable gap.

Even if she was a maid, a slave, or a servant, she didn't want to find a husband to be her master.

would rather be a poor wife than a rich concubine, she An Qiyu is these stubbornness in her bones that are not easy to change. Otherwise, he would not have resisted so much when Fang Jinghua made a move on him.

Thinking of this time, An Qiyu had already left the east courtyard, and there was a dark stone road in front of him, with cyan light in the lights refracted in the distance, and the sound of beating the watch came from far and near.

In the middle of the night, she was alone, and she had to hide in the east, for fear of being discovered by the night watchman.

This Lin Mansion has walked many times by himself, and he has thought about the route to pay attention to when escaping, but he doesn't know what is wrong at this time, he can't even walk out of this small bamboo forest.

When I passed by here during the day, I saw this bamboo forest, and I saw the end at a glance. Why is it that at this moment, I can't see clearly, and there is still some mist floating in the forest, and the vague and vague blur makes An Qiyu a little confused.

I can clearly hear the sound of the watch, but I can't see the road clearly, I entered the bamboo forest by mistake so much, why is it so difficult to figure it out?

Walking indiscriminately with one foot deep and one foot shallow, there is still some powerlessness, there is no moonlight, which makes people a little flustered, An Qiyu only feels that his breath is unstable, and people are naturally impatient, and they drill up in the bamboo forest. In a trance, I saw a figure in front of me, who looked like a woman, still wrapped in her little feet, walking and twisting.

She wanted to ask for directions, but because she escaped by herself, she didn't dare to open her mouth, so she had to follow the figure carefully, and she didn't walk slowly, but she wanted to catch up with the figure in front of her, but it was always not so smooth. After a while, he was drenched in water, and I didn't know if it was soaked in fog or my own sweat......

"Girl, it's time ......"

The figure in front of him suddenly stopped, and seemed to turn his head sideways, as if he knew that An Qiyu followed her all the way and found the right way from the bamboo forest.

An Qiyu didn't have time to think about it, so he followed the voice and looked ahead, and the vermilion gate stood in front of him, so he asked, "This is the door to go out?" ”

She really didn't think much about it, if it was the door to go out, how could this direction be directed towards herself, she should have seen the latch, not the knocker.

"Just check it out." The voice replied faintly, but it was impossible to tell whether it was a woman or a man.

An Qiyu was apprehensive in her heart, but her body unconsciously walked towards the door, and as for the figure, it was long gone. She didn't dare to think about it, didn't dare to look around, but her hand was in her pocket and she held Lin Dingkuo's photo tightly.

Although the surrounding environment was deliberately ignored by An Qiyu, it was still gloomy and terrifying, a black and swarthy mire was not satisfied with all the ground, and there were bursts of rancid smell in the shallow mist.

Her back was cold......

Suddenly, the door opened, and An Qiyu exclaimed: "Mother! ”

The woman in front was dressed in a navy blue cheongsam with neat white piping at the collar and cuffs. The pair of embroidered shoes with silver thread on the feet are particularly eye-catching.

"An Qiyu ......" The woman opposite smiled, just responded lightly, and the name An Qiyu was not so kind. The feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away made An Qiyu immediately have no sustenance, and the things around her immediately hugged her, giving her no chance to breathe.

"I'm Kuo'er's mother, not your ......" The woman on the other side slowly walked into herself, and at this time An Qiyu saw her face clearly, but this face is obviously Qiu Ruyu's, how can it be Lin Dingkuo's mother?

An Qiyu cupped her chest in pain, she was so suppressed that she was about to lose her breath. Seeing this woman getting closer and closer to herself, she is Qiu Ruyu, she is her mother, but why don't you admit it? The inexplicable pain in my heart blurred in front of me.

"Follow me."

But An Qiyu couldn't take a single step, she was pulled forward by this woman, the vermilion lacquer gate was like a monster's bloody mouth, and she was a sacrifice to this monster.

When she looked down, she saw that her own feet were floating off the ground.

And the hand holding An Qiyu turned out to be as cold as an ice cube, Qiu Ruyu was a dead person, and Lin Dingkuo's mother Runying was also a dead person, the two of them ......

Why is it here?

Where are you now?

Where is this again?

"This is where I'm being held, you should have heard Ko'er talk about me, right? I am his biological mother, Qi Xiuyue is not, I am ...... The cell in Yingfen's courtyard has ruined me, I have never seen my son, why can't I see my son? Why? ”

The woman stood hysterically in front of An Qiyu and roared, "Isn't it you? Isn't it you? Why are you all maids, but you are better off than me? Can you marry Dashuai? Am I just a maid? You said! You say! ”

"I, I don't know, I really don't know, mother, you should be my mother, Qiu Ruyu!"

"I'm not your mother, I'm not, it's me who poisoned me with your family's medicine, I'm not your mother, I want to see my son, I want to see my son!!"

"The Poison ...... of the Settlers"

After the Zhu Gate, there is a small courtyard full of white fallen leaves, among which there is a gray stone table, and a red paper on the stone table, which is impressively the seal of the Anjia pharmacy.

Anjia is a pharmacy, but there is still poison?

But this Chinese medicine ...... It's really hard to say.

"I'm not the only one who was killed by your Anjia pharmacy, and there are so many people, so many, look, look, they all come to you for their lives......

"An Qiyu, look? They're all here, they're all here......"

An Qiyu immediately felt a bloody aura rushing over, so many hideous dead faces poured towards him, most of them were women's hideous faces, the corners of their mouths were bloody, their long tongues were mopping the floor, their eyes were disengaged, and their teeth were grinning,......