It's the hour.

Yin Qiushui pushed the door out and saw the begonias in the garden falling all over the ground.

After the heavy rain last night, this morning is much cooler than usual. Yin Qiushui shuttled through the winding corridors of the villa, and the pure air was spreading layer by layer, making her suddenly think that she was also constantly being washed.

It's strange to say. It was clear that she had not slept all night, physically and mentally exhausted, but she felt extremely awake at the moment. It's just that she no longer wants to use these sobrieties to think about any "big things" now.

The leaves rustle, insects chirp, and the occasional bird leaps through the sky. The sound of her own footsteps. The young girls who helped the kitchen in the villa also got up early, and through the carved windows of the corridor, light laughter wafted along with the aroma of osmanthus flowers—this reminded Yin Qiushui that probably the child called "Yunle" wanted to make his best osmanthus cake.

"Madame?" the maid beside her reminded her softly, "Madame, isn't she going to see the guests first?"

Yin Qiushui came back to his senses, only to realize that he had missed the previous corner. She shook her head and smiled, how could anyone go the wrong way at home?

Seeing her smile warmly, the maid guessed that she might be in a good mood, so she also tried to chat some gossip: "Madam, don't you say this is strange, didn't Mr. Lu live in our villa last night, why did they come back from Madame's house early this morning?"

Yin Qiushui smiled. She was silent for a moment, and then explained carefully: "Senior Brother Lu is on an important mission sent by the Martial Academy, so he naturally has to act secretly. It doesn't matter if you're curious with me, but don't say much. ”

The maid hurriedly bowed her head and said, "Yes, the slave remembers." ”

Yin Qiushui bowed his head and sighed in a low voice: "Let's go." ”

Nothing to say all the way.

......

The main entrance to Dusty Hills opened again. Yin Qiushui walked out and quietly waited for Lu Qiming and his party to arrive again.

A short time later, a carriage came from the end of the road. The carriage is gorgeous and familiar, it was originally used by the Yin family, and even the coachman is also a servant of the Yin family; the only difference is that the person riding the carriage has been replaced by Lu Qiming's master and apprentice.

Yin Qiushui knew the Yin family's ambush of Lu Qiming the night before yesterday, but the current atmosphere seemed to be diametrically opposed to before, as if Lu Qiming was really just a guest of the Yin family.

But Yin Qiushui is not strange at all. She looked at it calmly, and there was not even a trace of fluctuation in her eyes. Actually, she should have put on a smile, but she couldn't pretend to be able to.

The carriage stopped leisurely in front of the door.

But there was no movement.

Yin Qiushui asked softly, "Senior Brother Lu?"

Still no answer.

- There can be no answer. Because there was no one in the car at all.

Yin Qiushui lifted the curtain and looked at the empty carriage, stunned for a while.

And the driver next to him was already surprised: "How is this possible? The weight of the car has not changed! Now it has not changed! Look at the rut mark on the ground, son...... "He has been driving for more than 20 years, and his work is extremely skilled, and even a wild cat jumping in the car can detect the weight on weekdays, but it makes no sense that today he can't even find out that there are two big people missing in the car!"

Knowing who the other party was, Yin Qiushui would not blame the coachman. She glanced around, her eyes resting on the small mahogany square table—there was a piece of paper.

She picked it up.

"It's changed, it's changed, it's lighter!" it's strange......" cried the driver.

Yin Qiushui lowered his eyes and looked at the paper. The pen is elegant and graceful; But there is only one word -

"Faith".

Yin Qiushui pondered for a long time, shook his head and smiled.

Also.

How could she forget that Lu Qiming was fundamentally different from the pattern she was concerned about, and how could she have the patience to continue to play dumb riddles with her in the villa? Compared with the handling of the entire Yin family and the confrontation with the Dasheng Dynasty, the greasy details between her husband and wife were so small that they could be ignored.

What's more, even if Lu Qiming is already elsewhere, the Yin family's actions and Yin Qiushui's plan still have to continue as they are;

Thinking of this, Yin Qiushui's heart became more and more powerless. She turned around and asked coldly, "What kind of letter did the clan let you carry?"

The coachman was stunned and looked around in embarrassment. The clan told him to act secretly, but now there were several outsiders standing next to him-although it was indeed from Lichen Villa, there were many people, what if it leaked? How could this eldest lady ask directly at the door!

Yin Qiushui glanced at the coachman, shook the note in his hand tiredly, and said in a low voice: "Look at what kind of word this is-you think you can hide it from him? He left this car here, originally for you to pass on the message for the clan." Go ahead. ”

This time, the driver couldn't figure it out at all, "This ...... Miss, this ...... Why is the little one confused, what the hell is this-"

"Don't ask. Yin Qiushui interrupted: "Say it quickly!"

The coachman had no other choice but to lower his voice and repeat the message that was supposed to be spoken privately at the gate of the villa.

After listening to this, Yin Qiushui explained to the guards beside him: "Take him into the villa and close him." ”

"Ah?!" the coachman was startled, "you, miss—" but the two tall guards had already skilfully covered his mouth and dragged him into the lodge.

"Don't worry, I won't embarrass you. But you really don't fit to meet other people right now. Yin Qiushui explained simply.

With that, she swung her sword and cut off the yoke, tore off the leather belt that bound the yoke, and rode the horse at hand, and galloped down the hill again.

I still went alone.

When only the sound of the whistling wind was left in his ears, a strange feeling suddenly arose in Yin Qiushui's heart-

This situation and this scene are probably all portrayal of the rest of my life.

If it had been in the past, if she had heard it from someone else, she would have thought it was secretly funny, but today......

She smiled softly.

......

Hidden in the woods was a simple but sturdy cabin, no different from the one built by ordinary hunters.

——This is the place where Yin Qiushui arrived according to the coachman's relay.

Even if the coachman was indeed the old man of the Yin family, the trust that the clan could give him was still limited, and he thought he was carrying a heavy responsibility, but in fact, what he conveyed was just a place. There are other people who are responsible for transmitting confidential information to Yin Qiushui.

I don't know which clan will come. Yin Qiushui thought, dismounted, and walked over quickly, but as soon as she pushed the door open, she couldn't help but be stunned, and her voice softened: "Aunt Fu?"

Sitting cramped in the wooden house was a slightly chubby middle-aged woman, who was Yin Qiushui's mother's dowry maid back then.

Yin Qiushui's mother died early, so Yin Qiushui can be said to have grown up under the care of Aunt Fu. Although they are called servants of the master, they are actually more affectionate than many relatives who are related by blood.

Being able to see "Aunt Fu" again at this time, Yin Qiushui was naturally happy in his heart. It's just that the family has always only trusted blood relatives, when do they dare to entrust important things to others?

Yin Qiushui soon heard the answer-

"Something is wrong!" Aunt Fu took her hand and sighed: "That little young master of the Lu family is really too capable! He doesn't know how to make a formation, now as long as there is a clansman with the blood of the Yin family, no one can get out of the clan land!"

"Clan land?" Yin Qiushui frowned. According to the formation of bloodline restrictions, Yin Qiushui also knew something, but ...... She asked, "Is it the scope of the entire clan? If it is so large, it will take a long time just to set it up, and not one of the clansmen will be able to escape?"

"No, no, no. Aunt Fu hurriedly waved her hand and said, "It's because the old man doesn't know that Young Master Lu has arranged this formation...... There is no other way but to ask those of us who are not surnamed Yin to go out to do errands. ”

Listening to these narratives, Yin Qiushui could imagine the ridicule in her heart—some people in the clan must have celebrated Lu Qiming's "letting them go without doing anything" at that time, right?

Yin Qiushui shook his head and asked softly, "Aunt Fu, did he do anything special when he was in the Yin family?"

"Exceptional...... "I heard them say that the little girl brought by Young Master Lu directly emptied the money and treasures of the entire family at the beginning, but when they left, the little girl let everything return to our Yin family in one go, and I don't know ......why."

Yin Qiushui sighed silently. Where is this returned to the Yin family? It is clearly left to their Lu family.

Once you know a lot of things, you lose the strength to continue thinking deeply. Yin Qiushui said in a low voice: "Aunt Fu, does the clan need me to do anything?"

Aunt Fu looked at her and sighed, took out a secret letter from her bosom and handed it over, saying, "This letter was written by the clan to a big man in the court. Qiushui, now that the clan is qualified to see him, you are the only one who can go. ”

Yin Qiushui quietly took the letter, lowered his head and looked at both sides of the envelope repeatedly. It is sealed, and obviously no middleman is allowed to look at it privately.

Aunt Fu couldn't figure out her expression, but she always felt that something was wrong in her heart, so she whispered to persuade her: "Qiushui, you have been kind-hearted since you were a child, and you always don't provoke some pickled things in the clan, which Aunt Fu also agrees with." But this time it's not ordinary, if it's really bad in the clan, we can't get better, right?"

Yin Qiushui raised his head and smiled gently: "Aunt Fu, don't worry, Qiushui can save it." ”

"Hey!" Aunt Fu also stretched her brows and put her mind at ease.

Yin Qiushui got up and said, "Aunt Fu, then I'll go first." ”

Aunt Fu nodded again and again, and said softly: "Remember to slow down on the road!"

Yin Qiushui finally smiled back at her again, left the wooden house, and turned over on the horse.

......

When he turned another mountain road, Yin Qiushui stopped in the shadow of the trees.

She took the secret letter from her sleeve and without hesitation tore the seal and opened the letterhead to read it.

——What is written in the letter is a series of strange things that happened after Lu Qiming saw the murals in the back mountain.

After reading it, Yin Qiushui's fingers were shocked, and the letter envelope instantly turned into powder, silently dispersed into the wind.