There was a dead silence in Shangguan Qiu's eyes, it turned out that he didn't care about her at all. No, if even he doesn't help her, then who else can help her find her daughter's whereabouts. Thinking about it, Shangguan Qiu's face gradually showed a hint of hatred. It's all because of the little slut who dyed and painted that her fairy would be separated from her, and she would not see anyone alive or dead.

Early this morning, Shangguan Qiufang learned from the mouth of the subordinates that Shui Xuanyi went directly to the eighth aunt after leaving her yard last night, so he ordered someone to go to the eighth aunt's place to invite Shui Xuanyi, who thought that the people in the eighth aunt's courtyard said that they didn't want to open the door anything, so they just stopped the people she sent out.

Thinking about the girl, she didn't care about any prestige, and ran to the outside of Mingyue Courtyard with a shy old face and knelt for a long time, but the courtyard door was still closed. She knew that Shui Xuanyi must have known something, even so, for the sake of the love between husband and wife for so many years, to help her find her daughter. How could he have thought that he was so ruthless, not only did he not help, but he didn't even want to see him.

My heart had been cold a few years ago, and now what little hope I had turned to despair. Is this retribution......

Since Shui Xuanyi didn't help her, she could only go back to her parents' house, and her own brother was Shangguan Yao, the current imperial historian. And her own sister is the wife of Zhongshu Ling Li Xian.

Glancing at the courtyard gate behind him, Shangguan Qiu's eyes flashed with coldness. The last bit of affection was also torn apart by him.

In the dyeing and painting courtyard, after the master of Cheng Yi finished tossing and leaving, it was almost noon, and just after eating, he saw the little maid in the dyeing courtyard hurriedly running into the courtyard, holding Tsing Yi's hand and crying.

Seeing this, Tsing Yi hurriedly asked, "Jifu, what happened?" ”

Ji Fu choked up and said, "Sister Tsing Yi, please let Miss Fifth go and save my young lady." ”

"What the hell is going on? You can make it clear, I'll talk to Miss Five. ”

"Well, that's right, this morning, Madame went to Li's Mansion to visit relatives, and when she came back, she brought Miss Li with her."

"Which Miss Li?" Tsing Yi asked suspiciously.

"Zhongshu Ling's daughter-in-law Li, but what makes me wonder is that that she is obviously Miss Li San, but now somehow she has become Miss Li? I've met Miss Li San before, and she was very close to my young lady at that time. Ji Fu looked puzzled.

Tsing Yi knew that now was not the time to discuss this, so he hurriedly asked, "You haven't said what happened to Miss Four?" ”

After Tsing Yi said this, Ji Fu suddenly said: "After lunch, Miss suddenly said that she wanted to go to the lake for a walk...... Miss Lee. ”

"Then, Miss Li and my young lady exchanged a few words, and then somehow, Miss Li suddenly fell into the lake, and after someone rescued her, she insisted that it was Miss who pushed him down the lake, and now, Mrs. has sent someone to detain Miss in the ancestral hall."

Ji Fu told Tsing Yi about the matter, Tsing Yi gathered his thoughts, and said, "You wait first, I'll say go and report to the fifth lady." ”

"Sister Xie Qingyi."

Tsing Yi entered the house, and said the matter of the water dyeing Ling word for word and listened to the dyeing painting, and the dyeing painting immediately repaired a book, so that the collection must be sent to the hands of Yao Shizi of the county king's mansion, and the speed should be fast.

In the ancestral hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the upper position enshrines the tablets of the ancestors of the Shui family, and two rows of incense candles reflect the huge ancestral hall as daylight. At this time, a slender figure kneeled in the center of the ancestral hall, and in the smoke of incense, the woman's miserable little face loomed.