Chapter 228: The Visit of the Cold White Screen
"Is Miss afraid that Qiuguang won't be able to cope with it?" Yin Xue asked, but before Leng Huaping could answer, Yin Zhu ran back with a pale face: "Miss! ”
Without saying a word, Silver Candle knelt down directly towards the cold painting screen: "Miss, save Qiuguang!" ”
"What's wrong?" Leng Huaping's heart calmed down with Yinzhu's kneeling, and quickly helped Yinzhu up, "Did something happen to Qiuguang?" ”
"Qiuguang was lying on the bed covered in blood, unconscious!" When Silver Candle said this, tears fell uncontrollably.
Leng Huaping didn't care much about the strange behavior of the silver candle at this moment, as if she hadn't seen the picture covered in blood, "Out of the house, you go to find Jinwu for treatment, if you ask, say it's what I mean!" ”
"Thank you, miss, slave and maid are going!" Silver Candle got the order of Leng Huaping, and ran out of the house directly.
Leng Huaping looked at the figure of the silver candle running away, and then shook his mind and sat down.
"Miss, are you alright?" Yin Xue looked at the cold picture screen and shouted worriedly.
"I was negligent, and I thought that this assassin was just a killer sent by the Yong'an Palace, and it would be okay to imprison him, but I didn't think that he would have any comrades in the rivers and lakes, and whether the Yong'an prince would cut the grass and eradicate the roots." Leng Huaping said reproachfully.
"Miss. A wise man is resourceful, but he will also make a mistake. Miss, don't blame yourself too much, after all, Miss still has a lot to do! Yinxue said encouragingly.
"What do I have to do? Do you see that? Leng Huaping looked at Yinxue suspiciously.
I thought it was a night watchman, but this silver snow brought her too many accidents.
"The slave is stupid, but now Miss must be thinking about how to protect Aunt Cui's status in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so that Miss Zi can go to the land of Ganchun with peace of mind." Yinxue lowered her head and said her opinion.
Leng Huaping said as if he had seen a treasure: "I'm very curious now, who is your father?" How can you teach such a transparent child! ”
"Miss, my father has passed away, why bother talking about it!" Yin Xue's cold face showed that she didn't want to talk about her father too much.
"I remember you said that your father was wronged, if you want to ......"
"Thank you for your kindness, the slave doesn't want to."
Leng Huaping originally wanted to stretch out Yinxue's father's grievances, but who knew that before she finished speaking, Yinxue hurriedly interrupted her.
Although she didn't know why Yinxue was nervous, everyone had their own secrets, and she didn't ask more.
"Let's let Qiuguang rest for a while! Let's hope he's okay. Leng Huaping had no choice but to change the topic bluntly.
"The slave maid thinks that she can let Sister Silver Candle go to Qiuguang to take care of her for a while." Yin Xue said proposingly, thinking to herself, Sister Silver Candle, I can only help you like this.
"It's fine." Leng Huaping categorically would not refuse such an offer, "Then you will have to manage it together with the position of the silver candle for a while." ”
"The slave knows." Yinxue bowed her body and retreated, but she came back not long after leaving.
Looking at Yinxue who had gone and returned, Leng Huaping asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”
Yin Xue replied truthfully: "Miss Baiping is here." ”
Leng Huaping frowned, Leng Baiping at this time should be enjoying the New Year's joy in front of the second uncle, why did he come to her?