Can the Lu family be safe?

Lu Yixuan just patted the flower slave's shoulder to appease, the clouds in the east gradually broke through, the little maid squinted and was no longer sleepy, the subtle plum fragrance in the yard was in the cold cold, the two of them snuggled up and slept under the eaves wrapped in futon, and the dazed moment of rest seemed to be immersed in the long night, until a crisp sound came from the end of the corridor-

Bang.

The white porcelain smashed on the ground and shattered into several pieces.

Lu Yixuan almost woke up and jumped up, even with the quilt of the flower slave, the two almost rolled down the steps in a group, only to find that the sky was already bright, and the canary in the hall was chirping up and down, for a moment, Lu Yixuan thought that she had returned to the early morning of a certain day in the Wei State Mansion in her memory, but the biting cold wind swept across her neck and dragged her mind back.

The sound came from the door of Zhang Lian's room, and when Lu Yiyu arrived, Lu Wanyu was standing there in a panic, and the ground was broken with a white porcelain medicine bowl, and the soup was sprinkled all over the ground filled with the fragrance of medicine, thinking that she was about to serve Zhang Lian with medicine.

"Third sister?" Lu Yixuan asked lightly in confusion.

Lu Wanyu suddenly reached out and grabbed the crook of her arm to signal silence, the room was as dark as today's obscure weather, and the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was all over the building.

Zhang Lian woke up very early, she had been sitting on the edge of the bed, or she barely slept for a moment last night, she heard the sound of her daughters outside the door and the sound of broken porcelain cups, and groped for the crutches that were set aside: "Wanyu, why are you so careless......" She complained twice, and moved the crutches in a suppressed voice to try to find out if there was an obstacle in front of her, "It's so dark today, you-don't you light a candle?" ”

Lu Yixin was stunned, although the sky was dark today, seeing that it was about to rain and snow, but it was already past the end of the day, and the room could be seen clearly without candles and lamps, however, Zhang Lian didn't notice it at all.

She gasped slightly, which was why Lu Wanyu knocked over the medicine bowl in a panic.

Zhang Lian seemed to notice the abnormality of the children at the door of the room because of a moment of pause, her face changed slightly, she stood up with a "bang" of crutches, and groped forward as if she wanted to prove something, the crutches hit the corner of the table, she stumbled and tripped over the stool with reckless steps, and the whole person screamed in surprise and was about to fall, Hua Nu hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Zhang Lian's arm to support her waist, and the two fell to the ground.

Zhang Lian's lips trembled, and she understood.

It's dawn.

However, she couldn't see it.

There was a vast darkness in front of her, and occasionally one or two flashes of light flashed but she couldn't distinguish them, and she couldn't even see the outline of the eyebrows of the little flower slave who was close at hand.

Lu Wanyu covered the corners of her lips and didn't dare to let out a trembling voice: "Yes, it's me who is careless, it's not dawn yet, so this is asking someone to light a candle, flower slave...... Flower slave, light the candle! ”

The little maid's gaze shook between her third lady and the old lady, and before she could stand up, her arm called Zhang Lian, who was open but couldn't see anything, to hold down: "No need to order," her voice pinched out of her throat seemed to cry and laugh and laugh at herself, she had already felt that this time was stolen happiness, since Lu Zhongji was in prison, she washed her face with tears all day long, and even she could easily detect that her body was not as negative as day by day, "Old woman, it's useless." A sneer hung faintly on the corner of his lips.

Finally, she couldn't see it.

I can't see the sun, the green leaves, the flowers, or the children.

It seems that he has been prepared for this waiting, and Zhang Lian is calmer than anyone else.

She faced the door of the room and gasped heavily, stood up with the people around her, straightened her clothes and dusted off, pulled the scattered sideburns behind her ears, and then took the crutches handed by the flower slave and staggered, as if the tortured illness was over, she stepped out of the door, and she was still the Duchess of Wei as always.

The mother's unusual calmness made Lu Wanyu feel distressed, the elder knew very well that the Guogong Mansion was facing fear and blows now, and the blindness was not intended to make matters worse for the Lu family, she couldn't and didn't dare to show the slightest weakness and panic, Lu Wanyu followed Zhang Lian step by step for fear that she would stumble by half an inch.

Hua Nu pinched his throat and coughed sharply twice, and Lu Yixuan remembered that the little maid hadn't spoken since she woke up: "Hua Nu? She noticed the little maid's deliberate disguise and evasive look.

Hua Nu lowered her eyes slightly, pointing to her throat and opening her mouth to "babble" and make a broken sound, she was so frozen in the water that the cold wind blew all night, her throat was completely hoarse, and she shivered in pain when she opened her mouth a little harder.

Lu Yixin frowned and couldn't wait to pull her little ears, knowing that she couldn't go by this girl, she subconsciously reached out and touched the forehead of the flower slave, it was hot, I am afraid that it was a cold transition, Lu Yixuan asked her to go back to the room to rest, and she was busy running into the kitchen, Lu Zhonghe's case has not yet been concluded, she has not even had a little time to sort out the clues, the Wei Mansion has become a pot of porridge, and she put the soup on the stove.

The smoke of the stove choked on the eyes, and the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar always made Lu Yixuan at a loss, not only the mother's seriously ill old medicine but also the antipyretic medicine for the flower slave, the fire here, the water there, and the family's meals, bottles and cans, sweet and sour, Lu Yixuan was in a hurry, you turned your head and saw that there was a cloud peach blossom cake in the corner of the stove, she didn't think about picking a piece and sending it to her mouth, and when she turned around, she saw Lu Wanyu standing at the door of the kitchen.

"Third sister."

Lu Wanyu stirred her fingers a little helplessly: "Hua Nu is accompanying her mother, it looks ......" She pointed to the chopsticks in Lu Yiyu's hand, "You need my help more." Lu Wanyu cheered up and smiled bitterly, look at her own little sister, obviously clever and sensitive, wielding knives and guns omnipotently, but helpless against the things in the kitchen, all the burdens and responsibilities of the Wei Mansion from top to bottom are piled up on her shoulders, the girl who came back from the corner is obviously much thinner, and they have very little cold and warm questions about Lu Yixuan, whether she is seriously injured, whether she is difficult to decide whether she is alive or dead, the bones that she has seen in Mo He Shunning far away, and the blood she has tasted has not been brought back to Shengjing.

Lu Zhonghei was imprisoned, the Duke of Wei was implicated, and her sacrifice was despised and worthless.

The girl's jingchai cloth skirt seems to have the original mountain flowers, she can obviously saddle a white horse and overcome thorns, but now she is trapped in a small city like the Duke of Wei.

"Ah, do you hate big brother?" Lu Wanyu asked weakly.

She had thought more than once that Ah Yu was like a bird that could reach the sea and the sky when she stood on a branch and fluttered her wings, but unfortunately, her slender wrist was shackled.

Lu Yixin was stunned for a moment, and when she raised her eyes, she could see that the gentle woman's eyes were full of tears and guilt, her heart jumped, Microsoft pantothenic acid, tightly held Lu Wanyu's hand and shook her head: "Third sister, it's not the Lu family's crime, the Lu family, I will never bear it." "They shouldn't be ants who are trampled on, they have been destroyed ten years ago, and now they want to repeat their old tricks and step on the so-called obstacles on their Qingyun Road, Lu Yixuan absolutely bowed his head and begged for mercy.

Never.

Lu Wanyu choked lightly, tears fell on the back of her hand, hot and hot, but this broken family house made the blood even more twisted.

It's useless to complain about the sky, self-pity and self-love are even more helpful, she has to tighten her teeth, the sky is not clear, the afternoon is more dark and gloomy, and the Shengjing City in winter seems to be waiting for a snowstorm.

"Third sister, they're here." Lu Yixuan suddenly paused the bowl in his hand.

"Who?"

At that moment, there was a loud bang, the gate of the Guogong Mansion was pushed open extremely unreasonably, the horse's hooves stopped, and then the footsteps were chaotic and intricate, Lu Wanyu and others rushed to hear the sound, only to find that it was the Yacha of Dali Temple.

It came so fast.

Lu Yixuan understood at a glance.

Dozens of soldiers and servants crowded half of the courtyard in two columns, and after the crowd, a person walked forward slowly, looking at the barren courtyard leisurely, and sighed: "Lord Lu, this official is ordered by the Metropolitan Procuratorate to assist in the investigation with Dali Temple, and also ask the female relatives in the palace gate to take refuge temporarily." ”

It's not child's play to raid and raid these things.

Lu Yixuan's eyes were staring at him, not because of the purpose of the people coming from Dali Temple, but because of the stupid appearance of the man standing straight in front of him.

Cheng Zhongqi.

Lu Yixuan's back molars rattled, Cheng was responsible, and deliberately sent Cheng Zhongqi to raid the Wei Mansion, who didn't know that he was originally the Lu family and the Guogong Mansion had long been incompatible, and the resentment that could not be buried in his bones for so many years made him hate to put the Lu family to death.

Zhang Lian, who heard the sound at the other end of the corridor, stumbled and almost fell.

How could she not hear the voice of her own son, the vicious mockery that made her heart twist.

Cheng Zhongqi raised his eyes and saw his "mother's" thin and unpossessed look, there was no guilt in his eyes, only a kind of self-inflicted pleasure: "Old lady, I'm disturbed." He deliberately spoke loudly, and the more respectful he was, the more he caused people to do evil.

Lu Yixuan leaned over to block Cheng Zhongqi's sight: "No need, mother, she can't see it, Master Cheng, please do it." She waved her hand and motioned for Hua Nu and Lu Wanyu to carry her mother to the small pavilion in the corridor on the side.

Cheng Zhongqi raised his eyebrows slightly, Zhang Lian couldn't see that such news didn't seem to move him for half a point, but he frowned and waved his hand too lazy to say anything, and the officials rushed into the halls and rooms without saying anything.

The sound of ping-pong kept coming from under the eaves of the small garden, the canaries squeaked in panic, and the vases were smashed and smashed, as if they were looking for whether there were gold and silver treasures hidden in those bottles and jars, and the flower slaves anxiously stomped their feet on the spot, this-is this a search, it is clearly a robber act!

Lu Wanyu kept chattering to soothe Zhang Lian's trembling back, she noticed that her mother's wheezing was getting more and more rapid and heavy, she couldn't see but didn't mean she couldn't hear, look-she was pregnant with a good son for ten months, she broke away from the family and abandoned her ancestors, not to mention, now I can't wait to do everything possible to bring down the Wei Mansion to please the Cheng family!

The old lady was heartbroken, and blood was about to come out of her cloudy old eyes.