Ye Qinghuan suddenly felt a little restless.

She woke up from her nap and rolled over and sat up.

The sound of a heartbeat was like a drum, as if something had happened.

Ye Qinghuan looked straight ahead, feeling the unusual heartbeat, and her first reaction was her ninth uncle.

She immediately jumped off the bed, put on her clothes as quickly as she could, rushed out of Ximen Mansion, and went straight to Duanmu Mansion.

The first thing to worry about was that Murong Jiu had an accident and not someone else, not that Ye Qinghuan didn't care about her father, Emperor Fu Yunhua, but that if she knew what was going on in Ximen Mansion, someone would definitely notify her as soon as possible.

Only what happened in Duanmu Province...... It's out of her control.

Ye Qinghuan ran to the door of Duanmu Mansion in one breath, indicating his identity to see Murong Jiu.

The guard at the door didn't stop her, led her in, and walked directly to the west courtyard - who had ordered Murong Jiu before, if his family Huanhuan came to him, don't stop it?

In the end, now Murong Jiu is still a distinguished guest of Duanmu Mansion, and the guards of Duanmu Mansion dare not stop Ye Qinghuan.

Everyone thinks that Murong Jiu is the quasi-aunt of the Duanmu family!

How dare a little guard offend the niece of the prospective aunt......

Ye Qinghuan followed the guard to the west courtyard of Duanmu Mansion with an uneasy heart, and happened to see two Duanmu Mansion guards walking out from the other direction, and the two of them carried a sack together.

Her eyes were sharp, and she immediately saw that the sack was stained with blood, and although it no longer seemed to be gurgling out, it was still dripping through the sack.

...... in a sack Is it the corpse of someone who just died?

Ye Qinghuan's scalp was slightly numb, but at this moment, he saw the guard pointing forward: "Oh! The first courtyard is where Murong Gongzi lives, so I won't take Murong Girl over. ”

Ye Qinghuan came back to his senses, retracted his gaze, and nodded lightly: "Okay, I'm tired." ”

She should go and see her ninth uncle first......

Ye Qinghuan quickly arrived at the first courtyard and knocked on the door of her ninth uncle's room.

"Huanhuan?" Murong Jiu was naturally recuperating, and now his body was not suitable for reckless Xuan Qi, so he cultivated in the room every day.

The father and daughter of the Duanmu family knew that he was in good health, and although he was annoyed that he gave half of his strength to Ye Qinghuan, they did not come to disturb him.

"Why are you here?" As soon as Murong Jiu stretched out his hand, he pulled Ye Qinghuan in and closed the door.

Generally speaking, Murong Jiu's courtyard would not come to anyone, and he never wanted any maids to serve in the courtyard at any time, so there were always no outsiders in the courtyard except him.

"I'm restless, I'm afraid that something will happen to Uncle Nine, so I ......" Ye Qinghuan was slightly embarrassed, was she too sensitive?

Her expression was still not settled, and her heartbeat was still slightly fast, and when she saw that her ninth uncle was dignified at this moment, her mind unexpectedly passed the two guards carrying sacks in Duanmu Mansion......

When Murong Jiu heard this, his phoenix eyes were bright, and his thin red lips were happily hooked.

Unexpectedly, his woman cared so much about him, what a happy discovery!

He was about to pull Ye Qinghuan into his arms and comfort him, but he saw Ye Qinghuan's face change suddenly: "Not good!" It should be Xu Li who has an accident! ”

Xu Li?

After thinking about it for a while, Murong Jiu guessed that it might be some 'senior brother' she made up last time, a person arranged by the sect master of the West Gate.

"Uncle Jiu, I just saw ......" Ye Qinghuan hurriedly grabbed Murong Jiu's hand and said the scene he saw at the gate of the West Courtyard.