"Dali Temple handles cases, and idle people are not allowed to move around without permission! Violators will be killed! With an order, the gate of Qiao's Mansion with Zhu Qi "clanged" and was brutally smashed open by the official. Qiao Mishi and Qiao Xiya, mother and daughter, who were talking and chatting in the main hall, hurriedly got up and took their personal maids to greet them.

"Official." The mother and daughter sent a blessing to the head official, "What's wrong?" ”

The chief official looked the two up and down: "You are Qiao Qinglin's wife and daughter?"

"Yes, what are you ......" Qiao Mishi looked at the officials standing in the courtyard, and was a little nervous for no reason.

"That's right." The official did not answer Qiao Mi's words, sneered, and waved his hand back, "Search!" ”

At the sound of an order, the officials standing in the courtyard poured into the house and the backyard. Then there was a chaotic sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

Although Qiao Xiya is the eldest daughter who has seen some of the world, the battle in front of her still makes her a little weak. She couldn't help but hug Jomi's arm and whispered, "Mother."

Jomi tried to stabilize his mind and patted his daughter's hand gently: "Don't be afraid." Chunling, the maid behind Qiao Xiya, also stepped forward to support Qiao Xiya's slightly trembling body.

Qiao Xiya looked at the calm Qiao Mi, and her heart gradually calmed down.

"Oops! It's early in the morning, what are you doing? A delicate complaint came into her ears, and Qiao Xiya couldn't help frowning.

"Less nonsense! Stand in the yard and go! A rude shout interrupted the delicate voice. Looking up, a woman with a good face and a slender waist twisting willow was pushed and shoved by the official and pushed out of the backyard.

"Oh, my sister, what's going on!" The thin-waisted woman saw Jomi standing in front of the main hall at a glance, crying and beating a handkerchief to greet her.

"Stop!" The official on the side stopped the thin-waisted woman with a waist knife.

"What's up! I can't move around in my own house anymore! The thin-waisted woman waved her handkerchief and splashed it at the official.

"Why is Zheng Xiaoniang so ignorant of the rules today." Qiao Xiya really couldn't get used to the style of a woman with a thin waist, so she immediately put on the style of the eldest daughter.

"I don't like to hear that, girl." Zheng Xiaoniang glanced at Qiao Xiya, "Outsiders have broken into the house, the girl is so calm, the concubine can't learn." ”

"Don't be noisy." Qiao Mi glared at Zheng Xiaoniang. With just this glance, Zheng Xiaoniang immediately closed her mouth and swallowed the words in her throat.

"Get in!" With a scolding at the door, a man with shackles was pushed into the door, and Qiao Xiya raised her eyes to see that it was her father Qiao Qinglin.

"Daddy!" Qiao Xiya wanted to step forward, but saw Qiao Qinglin shaking her head at her, her eyes full of pity.

"Sir!" Zheng Xiaoniang cried, turned around and pounced, "Master, what is this ......" Before she finished speaking, Zheng Xiaoniang was kicked to the ground by the official who was guarding Qiao Qinglin's side.

"Your Excellency!" The front yard was in a mess, and a messenger hurried in from the backyard, holding a dirt-stained bag in his hand.

Qiao Xiya was shocked in her heart, and couldn't help blurting out: "Zheng Xiaoniang, isn't this the burden you sneaked in from outside that day?"

Zheng Xiaoniang's face changed instantly, and her eyes dodged: "Girl, don't spew blood, I'...... When have I ever had ......"

"Zheng Xiaoniang!" Qiao Xiya couldn't help but be a little annoyed when she saw Zheng Xiaoniang shirking in every possible way, and Zheng Xiaoniang was scared all over her body with a burst of shouting, "I saw it with my own eyes that day, you still dare to shirk!" ”

"Your Excellency!" Zheng Xiaoniang saw Qiao Xiya clenching tightly, kneeling on her knees, rubbing a few steps towards the official, a handful of snot and tears, "Don't listen to slanderous rumors...... adults"

The chief official looked at Zheng Xiaoniang, who was kneeling at his feet and crying, and then raised his eyes to look at Qiao Qinglin on the side, sneered, shook his hand, the burden was shaken away, and there was a crisp sound, and all kinds of pearl agate hairpin ring jewelry fell to the ground. "Master Joe, what do you explain?"

"This official's feet are not afraid of crooked shoes!" Qiao Qinglin held his head high, his face was upright, and he was not afraid.

"I see that you often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet." There was a laugh at the door. A man wearing the same official uniform as Qiao Qinglin stepped into the courtyard.

"Lord Yu!" The official clenched his fist at the man, "Everyone has stolen money." ”

Yu Xialiang glanced at the jewelry on the ground, and a trace of joy that could not be concealed appeared on his face: "Put them all on, and follow me to face the saint!"

"Sir!" No matter how dull he is, Jomi understands that his master has been framed.

"Take care of your home. Take care of your daughter! Before Qiao Qinglin's words fell, he was pushed and shoved out of the door.

"Mother......" Qiao Xiya saw that her father was taken away by shackles, and suddenly tears rained down, and she hugged Qiao Mi's arm helplessly. Jomi's eyes looked in the direction of the door, swaying twice, his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"Mother!" Qiao Xiya hurriedly pulled Qiao Mi's, but she still didn't hold it.

"Go, go to your Uncle Yao......" When the words fell, Qiao Mi's eyes went dark and he fainted.

"Mother!" Qiao Xiya pounced on Qiao Mi's body and cried pear blossoms with rain.

"Hmph," Zheng Xiaoniang glanced at Qiao Xiya with disdain and picked the corners of her mouth, "Why is the composure just now gone." With that, he beat the dust on the corner of his skirt with a handkerchief, twisted his waist and walked to the backyard.

"Mother......" Qiao Xiya couldn't care about Zheng Xiaoniang at this time, she kept shaking Qiao Mi's, and hot tears hit Qiao Mi's face, "Mother ......"

"Girl, go. Madame, here's me. Qiao Mi's maid Wanzhu said, holding Qiao Mi's upper body in her arms.

Qiao Xiya looked at Qiao Mi's family, then at the house that had been turned into a mess, gritted her teeth, her eyes were red, and she ran towards Yao's Mansion with Chunling.

"Girl, look, Lord Yao's official sedan chair!" Chunling's eyes were sharp, and before he came out of the alley, he saw Yao Yushan's sedan chair disappearing around the corner not far away.

Listening to Chunling's words, Qiao Xiya quickened her pace, and now only Yao Yushan could save their family.

Hurry up, still couldn't catch up with the sedan chair, when the master and servant arrived in front of Yao's mansion, the vermilion paint door had been closed, Qiao Xiya hurriedly stepped forward and patted the door: "Uncle Yao!" Uncle Yao! ”

Qiao Xiya's voice seemed to have fallen into a dry well, and there was no response.

"Uncle Yao! Uncle Yao! Qiao Xiya's hands were red.

"Lord Yao!" Chunling also slapped the knocker vigorously on the side, "Yao ......"

"Squeak", the door suddenly opened a crack, and the family got out of the crack in the door, looked at Qiao Xiya's master and servant, and gave a shallow salute: "Miss Qiao, please go back." My lord is not feeling well......"

"You talk nonsense!" Chunling saw that the family in front of her was full of nonsense, and her face flushed angrily, "I just saw Lord Yao's sedan chair enter the house!" ”

The family glanced at Chunling, and then locked his eyes on Qiao Xiya, whose face was full of tears: "Miss Qiao, my master is indeed unwell and can't see guests."

Qiao Xiya never expected that he finally knocked on the door of Yao's Mansion, but was stopped by Yao's family.

"You are doing well, human life is at stake, please let me go and see Uncle Yao." Qiao Xiya stuffed a piece of silver into her family's arms.

"Miss Qiao, please come back." The family pushed the silver back to Qiao Xiya, "Our master is really sick. ”

Qiao Xiya saw that Jiading's face was resolute, and knew that he would not let himself in, so she immediately turned her heart sideways, pushed Jiading away, and rushed into the courtyard while crying: "Uncle Yao!" Please save my father! ”

"Girl, girl, you can't do this!" Jia Ding hurriedly broke free from Chunling's shackles and rushed forward to stop Qiao Xiya, "Miss Qiao, please go back." ”

"Presumptuous!" The commotion at the door was interrupted by a slightly old voice, "How dare you be so unreasonable to Miss Qiao!" You don't want a head anymore! As soon as the words fell, the family was kicked.

"Miss Qiao Haihan!" A slightly older man saluted Qiao Xiya, "I am the housekeeper of the Yao Mansion below, I can't hide it, our master is indeed unwell, and it is not suitable to meet guests." However, when our young master learned that you were coming, he specially wrote a letter to pass on to the girl. As he spoke, the housekeeper handed over an envelope, "Today's girl's visit to the door, I will definitely tell my master, when our master is better, he will definitely come to visit." Girl, please come back. ”

Qiao Xiya took the envelope, and with a mistaken effort, the door that she had finally knocked on closed again. Qiao Xiya looked at the letter in her hand, and then looked at the closed door on the side, an ominous premonition hit her heart, she opened the letter with trembling hands, and looked through her tears, there were only two words on the snow-white paper, "Divorce".