In the main room, Fan Miaoshu was holding up her forehead and rubbing it gently. She lowered her eyes, her eyes looking down to the left, and her right hand was tapping on the dressing table.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

"Ma'am, someone has returned."

"Bring it in."

There was a man and a woman, and the woman was helped in. In order to keep a low profile, both of them were dressed in the clothes of the maidservants of the guards, one of them was Fang Wei, her face was pale at the moment, her lips were no longer bloodless, although she was wrapped in the coarse cloth clothes of the maidservants, there were still traces of blood oozing out.

"Madam, my subordinates are incompetent! People were snatched away. As soon as Fang Wei entered the door, he covered the wounds on his body and staggered to his knees.

Fan Miaoshu's eyes were cold, her hands were clenched into fists on the dressing table, and she said, "What do you say, what about the letter?" ”

"Believe that I keep it close to me, and it's still there." Fang Wei was not lightly injured, her face was pale, she took out a sheepskin bag from her arms, it was stained with mottled bloodstains, the envelope was bulging, full of the letter rubbings that night, Fang Wei presented the envelope, pulled the wound for a while, and the blood on her face receded a little, but she tried her best to suppress the pain, stabilized her voice and looked at Fan Miaoshu and said: "My lord, he has collusion with the Zhao family, Huanyu took the rubbings before, and now these are the originals, these are ironclad evidence." There are two groups of people who have killed us today. The first batch I can be sure should be Zhao's people, their purpose is to kill the informant, and Zhao doesn't intend to keep him alive at all in order not to leave us a handle. The other group of people clearly wanted to keep the informant alive, but I don't know what their purpose was. ”

After Fan Miaoshu listened, her brows furrowed tightly.

Luo Ying stepped forward to take the envelope, and she handed it over, but Fan Miaoshu gestured and didn't let Luo Ying move. She slowly stood up and reached out to take the bag of letters. She held the bag of letters, grasped it vigorously in her hands, a very cold smile rose on her lips, a dark light appeared in her eyes, and her heart was full of thoughts for a moment.

"Tell me all about today." Fan Miaoshu said.

Fang Wei told Fan Miaoshu about today's events as they were, she was seriously injured, her face was pale, and she spoke with a painful gasp

"After the ambush, I gave the signal to go out, thinking that someone would answer when I went down the mountain, but along the way, no one came. When I entered the city, I sent a signal several times to go out, but the people who answered were still nowhere to be found, and there was no one to support me for a long time. ”

Fang Wei pressed the bleeding wound on her shoulder, and squinted her eyes at the man who was supporting her, named Wu Lan, she secretly gave him a look, but her tone was questioning: "Wu Lan, if it weren't for your people not to answer, how could I lose to those people, and now, how do you explain to Madame?" ”

When Wu Lan heard this, she immediately showed a panicked expression on her face, clasped her head again and again, and said eagerly: "Madam, please listen to your subordinates explain this matter, madam!" ”

Fan Miaoshu frowned tightly, looked at Wu Lan, and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me about it." ”

"Mrs. Hui's words, it's not that my subordinates are lazy, I did receive the signal, and after I received it, I immediately sent someone to answer it, but it was intercepted by a team of people on the way. After that, I took the people myself, but I was also tripped by a group of men, and my brothers were killed and wounded, and at last, although I killed the enemy, they had already snatched them away when I arrived. Madame, we are acting in secrecy, but these people seem to have insight into our whereabouts, please be aware of it. ”

"You said someone was stopping you?" Fan Miaoshu's eyes flashed, and she frowned and asked.

Fang Wei said to Wu Lan: "According to you, we are acting so secretly, how did the other party know about our plan?" In Fang Wei's question, it was intended to mean that there was an inner ghost, and Fan Miaoshu naturally heard it, and her face was very ugly.

"This, ma'am, please believe that all my people are loyal, tight-lipped and unduly hearted, ma'am!" Wu Lan said with a panicked and angry face.

Fang Wei and Wu Lan have been with Fan Miaoshu for many years, and they have done a lot of things for her, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are confidants, although Fan Miaoshu has anger in her heart at this time, she has also suppressed it, and she intuitively feels that this matter is strange, she waved her hand and said: "It's not just that simple, let me think about it." Her hair was still loose, Fan Miaoshu inserted her fingers into her hair, her index and middle fingers tapped gently, and her heart was thinking quickly. Most of the people who knew about her plan were people who had followed her for more than ten years, and the rest of the people were just acting according to orders, and Fan Jijiao was basically on the same line as her now. Who else would there be? If there is really an inner ghost, then he has really hidden it deep enough and for a long time.

Who is the master behind him, and what is his purpose?

Fan Miaoshu smiled coldly, slowly walked to the window, pushed open the window, the cold air outside poured in, she took a deep breath of cold air, and said coldly: "You all go down, I will deal with this matter." She thought for a while and said, "Fang Wei, you stay in the house to recuperate, Luo Ying, you go and arrange it." ”

Luo Ying nodded yes.

Wu Lan helped Fang Wei out of the door, Fang Wei had a deep wound on her back, just in the house, she was holding on to it in one breath, now she came out, her breath dispersed, and the person suddenly weakened, she only walked ten meters, lost too much blood, her brain was dizzy, and she was almost about to fall, she lost her strength, and her hand helped down the wall, she had blood on her hand, and left a bloody handprint on the gray tile wall, her hair was wet with cold sweat, sticking to the side of her face, looking very painful.

"Are you alright, Ah Wei, I'll carry you." Wu Lan circled behind Fang Wei and held her arm.

"Not you." Fang Wei wanted to brush his hand away, but he was really weak, and the dizziness after the blood loss hit him one after another, and after finishing speaking, his body fainted as soon as he became weak.

"Ani, Ani." Wu Lan shouted to her in a low voice, anxious, picked her up and ran to the northwest corner of the courtyard.

As they were gone, a figure stepped out of the door, wearing a wide navy blue brocade winter robe over her dark green robe. Through the tongues of fire jumping in the rows of tall stone lamps, Mingyun saw a little blood on the ground along the wall, and walked forward along the bloodstains, and a bloody handprint appeared in front of him.

The white moon hangs high, the cold moonlight is dull and merciless, and the night is still very long.

In the northwest corner of the wonderful garden, it was originally a townhouse where old things and sundries were placed, hidden behind the woods, and few people came. Luo Ying placed Fang Wei here.

Although Fang Wei was not fatally wounded, he had a wound all over his body, and bones were seen in several places, and the wound was quite deep. She had already fainted, but when she was drugged, the hot and severe pain couldn't help but make her sober.

She clenched her teeth and only grunted when it hurt to the extreme. She lay on the bed and pulled out a pendant from her collar, on which was just an ordinary green jade ring, not inlaid with gold and silver, nor carved ornaments, and there were many impurities in it. But she held the jade ring tightly and placed it on her forehead, as if it could give her all the motivation to hold on.

Fang Wei didn't know how she survived last night, maybe she fainted in the end, anyway, when she opened her eyes again, the sky was already cloudy. The wounds on her body had been bandaged, and on a low table next to the bed lay several bottles of wound medicine, a pair of iron scissors, and a bundle of unused white cotton cloth. It was very cold in the room, except for a small stove, on which sat a black clay kettle. A little maid in gray lay curled up and slept on the ground by the fire, covered only with a dirty sheepskin blanket.

Fang Wei struggled to move, the wound was involved, and the pain was still deep to the bone, and she couldn't help but snort. Her face didn't seem much better than last night, still pale and bloodless. The little maid under the bed seemed to be sleeping very lightly, and when she heard the noise, she immediately turned over.

"Sister Fang, what do you want, I'll come." The little maid's sallow little face was pointed, and her eyes were full of habitual trepidation.

"Water." Fang Wei said palely, she was lying on her side to the left, she had a wound on her back, she didn't have a sense of pain when she fell asleep, and now that she woke up, a strong pain hit her. A figure appeared in her heart again, she looked at the green jade ring that she had held in her hand all night, and tightly held her close to her chest where her heart was beating, and she said to the jade ring in her heart, "I also came back alive this time." But, Mu Ge, when will I see you again? She closed her eyes, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

The winter sun rises and illuminates the snow-capped earth.

In Fan Miaoshu's main house, Luo Ying waited for Fan Miaoshu to freshen up. Last night, Madame didn't sleep well.

At this time, Fan Miaoshu leaned on the edge of the bed with her eyes closed, pressed her forehead, and looked a little haggard after not sleeping all night and having something in her heart. Her expression was obscure.

She thought about it all night last night, if there was an inner ghost, who would that inner ghost be. She went through both familiar and unfamiliar people, and carefully analyzed whether they had the need and motivation to do so.

She was almost sure that the person must be someone who was very familiar and close to her, and she sneered self-deprecatingly. Time not only makes people grow old, but also makes people's hearts change beyond recognition.

Luo Ying presented a bowl of blood swallows, gently rested them on the small case, and said, "Madam, you haven't had much rest recently, and you tossed and turned all night last night, so you might as well sleep for a while." ”

Fan Miaoshu pressed the corners of her forehead and said, "Sleep? Our every move we do now is under the noses of others, where can we still sleep. ”

"Then the slave will rub the acupuncture points for you." Luo Yingdao.

Fan Miaoshu let out a light "um".

Luo Ying's technique has been practiced over the years, and the severity is completely in line with Fan Miaoshu's mind. After rubbing it for a while, Fan Miaoshu's frowning brows looked a lot more relaxed.

"How is Fang Wei's injury?" Fan Miaoshu asked with her eyes closed.

"Mrs. Hui, although the injury is serious, but fortunately, there is no fatal injury, the wound has been treated, and a trustworthy slave and maid have been sent to serve, Mrs. rest assured, there is no major problem, and those people under her hands have also returned, although there are casualties, but not much." Luo Ying replied.

"Fang Wei is seriously injured now, some of the people who have died, their family members, you can take care of it yourself. Also, when she can go to the ground, you can arrange for Fang Wei to meet him again. ”