Chapter 193: One Master, One Servant, One World
Yi Shangjun looked at the chaos in front of him and exclaimed, "Yan'er... It's so late, why are you here. Sister, you are holding a ring ruler in your hand, what are you going to do......"
Yan'er didn't finish her words, nor did she have time to argue with Yishangxue, so she wiped her tears that she didn't know whether she was afraid or anxious, and knelt on the ground with a ploppy cry, and prayed pitifully, "Young master, Yan'er, please save my young lady!" ”
Seeing the situation, Yishangjun hurriedly walked down the stone steps in three steps and two steps, rushed towards Yan'er, helped her up, and said, "Yan'er, if you have something to say, talk slowly, what's wrong with you, eldest sister?" ”
When the snow in the clothes saw the scene in front of her, she seemed to be about to vomit blood, and she stomped her feet vigorously and shouted, "Brother, that cheap hoof in the yard, do you care if she lives or dies?" She is a mourning star, and she dies early and stops early. ”
"Shut up for me, you are not allowed to slander and curse my eldest sister like this in the future. Without the eldest sister, there would be no handsome clothes for me today. If you are obsessed with it again, don't call me big brother again. Toshitoshi Kaogami turned around and gave Kiogami a harsh lesson.
The snowy teeth on the clothes clucked, and in desperation, he threw the ring ruler in his hand vigorously in front of Yan'er and Yishangjun. After that, he called out to his mother angrily, and ran to the easternmost inner room crying.
"Aren't they all about to disperse, gathering here and waiting for the board?" Yishangxue left, and Yishangjun turned his gaze to the maids who were gathering in a group of people watching the excitement, and scolded him.
Everyone dispersed, and Yishangjun asked Yan'er, "What's wrong with the eldest sister, go, go to my house and say." ”
Yan'er only wished that she hadn't grown a pair of wings at this time, and hurriedly said, "No, no, it's too late, young master, Yan'er begs you, hurry up and save the eldest lady." If it's late, I'm afraid that it is, I'm afraid that Miss will definitely die. ”
"What is so serious, you have to make it clear to me, how do you want me to help you?" Yi Shangjun said with a puzzled face.
Yan'er only said, "The young master will take Yan'er to Wanjiao Pavilion in the south of the city immediately, now, immediately, leave immediately." ”
When Yi Shangjun heard this, he was immediately stunned, "'Wanjiao Pavilion', how can this young master go to that kind of place, if this is known by his father, he must have to take the life of this young master." ”
Yan'er said, "The young master can rest assured, the master personally agreed." The specific situation, Yan'er will explain in detail to the young master on the road later. ”
"What? The father agreed......"
Before Yi Shangjun could figure out what was going on, he was dragged by Yan'er into the carriage that she had arranged before Aunt Lailan's courtyard.
As soon as the carriage in which the two of them were riding left the gate of Yifu, a thunderbolt suddenly crossed the air, as if it wanted to tear the entire night sky apart.
In the attic of Yifu, Yi Shangkun stood in front of the window with one hand behind his back and looked at the back of the carriage leaving, and when he saw this thunderbolt in the clear sky, he suddenly became restless.
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While most of the people of the Western Qin Kingdom were still immersed in their sweet sleep, the southeastern border of the Western Qin Kingdom,
In a small village called Taohuadian, the lowest in the country, the sun has slowly risen over the horizon.
There are only a dozen households in the whole village of Taohuadian Village, and the people here are simple and simple, and the people are almost all hard-working, simple and loyal villagers.
At the entrance of the village to the east, there is a large river that flows from north to south, and it flows in a winding eastward direction.
There is a small crystal clear river in the village, from which the water is introduced.
The river flows through the entire Taohuadian Village, supporting the work and rest of the happy people in this village.
When the first rays of the morning sun quietly fell on this quiet land, a respected old woman in the village slowly opened her eyes on time as usual.
At this moment, there was a "squeak", and the door of the old woman's room was opened, and a little girl with a goose egg face about thirteen or fourteen years old walked in, holding a wooden basin of water for dressing up.
The little girl wore a pale yellow dress, combed a double bun, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a comfortable and comfortable smile, she looked very well-behaved and smart and comfortable with her simple leisure life, she said happily while walking, "It's too ...... It's time to get up, old lady. ”
When the old woman heard this, she sat up from the bed, and said sharply with some displeasure, "Dead girl, after so many years, why is she still so arrogant, and she is still so careless in her speech?" Be careful that one day the old body sent you away in a fit of rage. ”
The little girl knew that she had forgotten her form and lost her words for a while, but she also knew that her master had always been a knife-mouthed tofu heart, and she was the most kind-hearted, so she had never really blamed herself. So he took the old woman's clothes to the side, approached her and said with a smile, "Don't be angry, old lady, Huan'er will never dare to do it again in the future." ”
When the old woman heard this, she glared at her fiercely, but Huan'er still innocently stared at her pair of big eyes that seemed to be forever troubled, and looked at the old woman's eyes with a melancholy look that always had a touch of melancholy.
At this moment in the past, the old woman's anger finally disappeared in this way, and she had no choice but to take this girl. In the past seven or eight years of living in Taohuadian Village, this has been the case.
While speaking, the little girl had already changed into a purple dress for her master and finished scrubbing.
At this time, the old woman moved her body and sat down in front of a diamond mirror, although she was over forty years old, she still had the charm, and there were no traces of years of wind and frost on her face.
It's just that in the past seven or eight years, the melancholy in her heart that she has never dared to say