"Yo, what kind of wind blew Sister Zhao and Sister Ji together?" Mrs. Yu raised her eyebrows, thinking in her heart: It seems that Han Qing is right, Cuijuan's slut is indeed alive, and he is hiding in the mansion, Zhao Ji and this beauty must also know.

Qi Zhao said to Mrs. Jade: "Mrs. Jade, Cuijuan has passed away. Why do you bother her family so much now? ”

Mrs. Yu smiled slyly: "Sister Ji doesn't know, this old woman trespasses into my boudoir, this is my taboo, if you don't punish a little, I'm afraid that my sister will not be able to discipline her subordinates in the future." ”

Lingxi staggered to her feet, thinking that there was no way she could sit idly by, after all, there was nothing in this world like her only remaining relatives.

At this moment, Qi Zhao's mind sank, and he said to Mrs. Yu: "I wonder if I can bear it on behalf of the child?" ”

Mrs. Yu was shocked, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said to Qi Zhao: "I know that my sister is a bodhisattva, but my sister is a beauty in Changchang Palace." My sister is like this, isn't it forcing my sister to offend Lord Xu? ”

Qizhao was speechless for a while. Thinking about the things in that bay, Bacheng showed his feet, and Mrs. Yu made such a show early in the morning, just to force Cuijuan who was hiding in the mansion out. If Cuijuan shows up again, then everything will return to the original point, and their thoughts will be burned, if they don't show up, her family is her only concern and support, how can she endure such a sin. Qi Zhao thought about it, and couldn't help but be in a dilemma, not knowing what to do.

At this time, Zhao Ji was beside him, knocking on the maid carrying the sedan chair next to her with a stick, and the maid put pen and paper on the ground, and Zhao Ji wrote it and presented it to Mrs. Yu.

When Mrs. Yu saw the note, her eyes couldn't help but light up, and she asked Zhao Ji, "Sister Zhao, do you really want to take the board for this kid?" ”

Zhao Ji nodded with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Qi Zhao hurriedly came to Zhao Ji's side, frowned and called softly: "Senior." ”

Zhao Ji patted her arm, smiled at her, and waved her hand to the center of the compound.

When Mrs. Yu saw that Zhao Ji actually sent her to the door by herself, she couldn't help but feel very happy in her heart, not to mention whether Cuijuan was still alive or not, it was just by taking such an opportunity that she could beat Zhao Ji, an old woman, to death, and the Tao was also excellent.

Madam Yu raised her eyebrows with interest and said, "Since Sister Zhao is kind-hearted and wants to give this little boy a chance, then let her go." Sister, don't blame my sister, this is the rule of Situ Mansion. As the housewife of the backyard of Situ Mansion, although I can't bear it, I can't help it, sister, don't blame my sister, after all, my sister is also here to serve the public in the backyard. ”

Qi Zhao's heart twisted, and she couldn't help but feel heartache as she saw several guards drag Zhao Ji off the chair and curl up on the ground.

When the big stick with the blood stain was about to fall, Lady Yu suddenly said, "Slow! ”

Qi Zhao naively thought that Madam Yu took care of Zhao Ji's identity and changed her mind, but who knew that she smiled evilly and said to the guard: "Sister Zhao is also the master after all, how can you let such a vulgar person be punished?" It's better to let my personal maid act on my behalf, so as to show respect. ”

Qi Zhao thought that this woman could be less powerful than a man after all, but who knew that Mrs. Yu's personal maid was not inferior to a man in the slightest way when she wielded the stick, and she hit Zhao Ji's waist and back with the stick, and that strength was many times greater than that of the little guard just now.

Zhao Ji was knocked to the ground at once, and with just a stick, blood gushed out from the corner of her mouth.

Lingxi saw that Zhao Ji had taken a stick for his younger brother, and he couldn't help but feel entangled in his heart. She fixed her countenance, and noticed that the handmaiden's wrist holding the stick seemed to have a thin layer of calluses. She stepped forward and said to Qi Zhao: "Miss, it's not good, I'm afraid this girl is also good at kung fu." Look at the calluses on the wrists, they are clearly formed by holding the wrist against the long sword on weekdays. ”

When Qi Zhao heard this, he knew that Mrs. Yu planned to plan and use this opportunity to beat Zhao Ji to death.

But right now, Lao Situ has not returned to the early dynasty, and most of the people in the house are Mrs. Yu's people, so senior Zhao, I'm afraid I can't stand it.

No, Zhao Ji can't die.

She whispered to Lingxi: "No matter what, don't come out, this is an order!" ”

After speaking, Qi Zhao's heart was horizontal, and he stepped forward and lay on Zhao Ji's body at once.

When the maid saw Qi Zhao coming over, she stopped and looked at Mrs. Yu, only to see Mrs. Yu's red lips gently sipping the tea, looking like she didn't see it.

The maid understood a thing or two, ignored Qi Zhao who was lying on Zhao Ji's body, and waved her stick and hit it again. Only this time, Qi Zhao only felt that the bones in her body were about to be shattered, but fortunately, she saw the position in advance and took it alive with the slightly hard bone on her shoulder.

Zhao Ji, who was dying under him, saw Qi Zhao lying up, frowned, pushed Qi Zhao away, and took advantage of this gear, Zhao Ji received another blow on his back, and then fainted.

Mrs. Yu put down the teacup and said to Qizhao: "Eh, sister, why bother? I know that my sister has a good heart, but my sister can't help it. I thought, if your personal maid Cuijuan is here, the remaining three sticks, according to her body and bones, will definitely be able to ensure that the three of you return safely. ”

After hearing this, Lingxi's heart trembled, Qizhao glanced at Lingxi, and Lingxi retreated.

Mrs. Yu waited for a while, and when she saw that no one came out, she picked the corner of her mouth and said to the maid: "It's not too early, seeing that the old man is coming back, I still have to prepare refreshments for the old man when I finish Xing." ”

"No—"

Qi Zhao saw that Zhao Ji was dying, and these three sticks would definitely be a whine, so he simply took these three sticks away, and he could also save the lives of the two.

After speaking, Qi Zhao lay on Zhao Ji's body again, the maid was also a good learner, and she was a moment late when she dropped the stick, and she saw Qi Zhao's waist and back before falling.

This time it was terrible, it fell on the big hole on his body impartially, Qi Zhao was beaten only to feel that his internal organs began to burn, and a sour warm current surged up from the abdominal cavity, and then flowed out along the corners of his mouth.

Before she could wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, another stick landed in the same place, Qizhao only felt that his eyes were black, his body began to become light, and his brain began to become confused.

In a blur, Qizhao fell down on her back, and in a haze, she saw the bloody stick coming towards her face, she closed her eyes, ready to receive the last blow.

But at this moment, Lingxi's beautiful face appeared in front of him. She smiled and hugged Qizhao tightly with her body.

The last stick fell, the birds scattered, and everything was quiet.