When Leng Yuping returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion from the Yong'an Palace, he happened to see someone on the street who seemed to be in a hurry, as if he was looking for someone.

Although there were doubts in his eyes, he still went back to his courtyard and brought the words of Prince Yongan to Aunt Cui to Xiuzhu.

After hearing this, Aunt Cui smiled with satisfaction: "My brother really knows what I mean." ”

"The slave maid is here, so I will congratulate the lady on returning to the courtyard." Xiuzhu said flatteringly.

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In Meiluo's courtyard, the cold painting screen was still in the study, dividing the evidence collected by several shopkeepers one by one and organizing it into one.

In the process, I have to sigh at the boldness of the Yu family as a century-old imperial businessman and the way to make money.

"Miss." Yin Xue held the hot red date porridge in her hand and put it on the table of the cold painting screen, "Miss, it's so cold, drink a bowl of hot porridge to warm up!" ”

Although Leng Huaping nodded, the movements in his hands still did not stop, and Yin Xue couldn't help but sigh.

For the sake of the eldest lady, the young lady has really worked hard for more than half a year, and this time it will finally come to fruition.

Just when Yin Xue sighed, Yin Zhu came in with a solemn face: "Miss, something happened." ”

"What's wrong?" The pen in Leng Huaping's hand kept writing.

"The Yu family is looking for Yu Binglou." Silver Candle said.

"Isn't that a reasonable thing? Let them look for it, and when they are in a hurry, they will let someone inform Liu Chongyan that he knows what to do. Leng Huaping said indifferently.

"However, just now Qiuguang secretly came over and said: he saw Xiuzhu take a letter from the Buddha hall and asked Leng Yuping to take it to Yong'an Palace." Silver Candle said anxiously, "Qiuguang thinks that the letter is very likely to be unfavorable to Miss. ”

"Qiuguang also asked me to remind the young lady: Aunt Cui's son."

Listening to the words of the silver candle sentence by sentence, Leng Huaping stopped writing and lowered his head in thought.

"I forgot there's a mysterious man behind him." Leng Huaping was unwilling to give up, but said helplessly: "Go and inform Qiuguang and let him tell Liu Chongyan to let people go!" ”

"Miss......" Silver Candle knew that Leng Hua Ping must be unwilling in his heart, but now in order not to let people catch the handle, Leng Hua Ping has to do this.

"Go ahead!" Leng Huaping said weakly, hoping that those injuries would make Yu Binglou unconscious for a few more days!

At this time, Leng Huaping regretted that he didn't have Yu Binglou's tongue cut, so he couldn't speak.

But I don't know that someone has already made it happen.

That day, Xiao Jiuzhong came out with the cold painting screen, and when he turned back, he had already abused Yubing Lou fiercely.

The injuries on the cold painting screen were deepened, including the tongue cut off for him. Even the fingers of his right hand were broken off for him.

He is not a kind person in the first place, how could he let go of the people he cares about, not to mention that Yubing Lou humiliated Leng Huaping!

Therefore, when Qiuguang saw Yubing Tower, he was a wasted person. Looking at Xiao Jiuzhong's eyes with a hint of shock, he really didn't expect Xiao Jiuzhong to be so ruthless.

Qiu Guang directly threw Yubing Lou into the courtyard of a random shop of the Hua family, trying to attract people, but found that these people had already gathered at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Come out! Miss Leng Si! You come out for us! Give us back our young master! "There are people shouting at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion has not been opened for a long time, and these people are clamoring even more seriously!