Wu Weizi protected those Taoist priests and retreated to the side, not far from the corner where Zhao Yan was.

"Go ahead." Zhao Yan stood up, looked at Wu Weizi and ordered.

The person sent by Zhou Yu can be regarded as a successful retirement at this moment.

"In that case, I'll take my leave."

Wu Weizi performed a Taoist ceremony.

"It's hard work, so the fairy chief smiled." Zhao Yan returned the gift: "I will send the incense money to the view when I turn around, thank you." ”

A group of Taoist priests retreated along with Wuweizi.

"Wang Qunhui!" Yang Jiang sat down on the main seat, slapped the table, and shouted: "Call Jiang Xueqiong out immediately and explain the matter to me clearly!" ”

Wang Qunhui is Jiang Wang's name in the boudoir.

"Sister, Qiong'er, she must not have known that it was Mingyu at the time, otherwise she would never have ......" Jiang Wang stepped forward and spoke.

She knew that this matter had reached such a point that it was impossible to deny, so she tried to explain a few words for Jiang Xueqiong.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Yang Jiang roared: "Call her out!" ”

The person who went to her house to report the news said it clearly, it was Jiang Xueqiong's hand!

As soon as she thought of her son's uncertain life and death, her heart was like a knife, and she couldn't wait to break Jiang Xueqiong's body into ten thousand pieces immediately, and together with the Jiang Wang clan and this auxiliary state mansion, they all burned down the eighteen layers of hell!

"Don't worry, Qiong'er is also scared, I'll go and bring her here......" Jiang Wang's loss was completely speechless, and he turned around and was about to go.

She thought in her heart that she should calm her daughter down first, and then teach her how to deal with it.

At the moment, Yang Guangbi has not been unable to save his life, and maybe things can turn around.

"Stop!" Yang Jiang didn't let her go, and raised his voice and said, "You want to teach Jiang Xueqiong to confess, right?" ”

"Sister, don't talk about it, Qiong'er is your niece, you also watched her grow up, knowing her character, she will never be so cruel to Mingyu without knowing it......" Jiang Wang's eyes were full of tears, and he was moved by emotion: "You give her a chance and let her explain well, she must have a ...... for a reason"

"Don't tell me this!" Yang Jiang didn't want to mention the affection of the two families in the past, she knew that it would be like this, and she would rather than marry the Fu Guogong in the first place.

She stretched out her hand and pointed at Zhao Yan: "You, take someone and bring Jiang Xueqiong over." ”

She knew that Zhao Yan was controlled everywhere in this family, and Jiang Xueqiong did not treat Zhao Yan with half the respect that a sister-in-law should have.

Zhao Yan will never find a way to help Jiang Xueqiong get away with it.

Zhao Yan stood there without moving, looked at Jiang Wang's family, and showed a look of embarrassment: "This ......"

Jiang Wang's eyes fell on Zhao Yan's face, and he stopped talking: "Zhao Yan, your sister is timid, you must ......"

At this moment, she was afraid that Zhao Yan would retaliate against Jiang Xueqiong, so she didn't dare to yell at Zhao Yan.

"Can a coward kill someone with a dagger?" Yang Jiang couldn't see her like this, so he raised his voice to interrupt her words and pointed at Zhao Yan: "Go quickly!" If she dares to resist, she will be tied up for me!"

If you don't follow me, then follow me to Jing Zhao Yin, Jing Zhao Yin can't be cut, let's go to the palace, go to the saint to ask for an understanding, I don't believe that there is no reason in this world! ”

"Zhao Yan, you go." The more Jiang Wang listened, the more uneasy he became, and raised his hand towards Zhao Yan.

"Auntie is angry, I'll go now." Zhao Yan glanced at Jiang Wang's family, and there was a slight helplessness between her eyebrows.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Wang's heart was a little comforted, Zhao Yan should know that she is now a member of the Fuguo Mansion and is one with them.

At this time, Zhao Yan should be able to distinguish the priorities of the matter.

As soon as Zhao Yan came out of the house, her pace slowed down.

"Girl, Yang Guangbi is not dead, do you want to be a slave ......" Ye Feng stepped forward and made a cutting motion at the neck, and asked in a low voice.

"Not necessarily." Zhao Yanxing's eyes flashed slightly: "The affairs of Honglian's side have been arranged?" ”

"This was done a few days ago." Leaf took out a jasper pendant: "This is a token." ”

"Go ahead." Zhao Yan commanded.

"The slave accompanied the girl to pick up Jiang Xueqiong, and it was too late to come back to find the red lotus." Leaf put the pendant away.

She didn't feel comfortable leaving the girl.

"There are so many people in front of me, Jiang Xueqiong can't hurt me." Zhao Yan pointed to the group of maids behind her.

"It's an unusual time, it's always good to be careful." Leaf insisted on following her.

"It's fine." Zhao Yan saw that she insisted, so she let her go.

When Zhao Yan entered the makeup courtyard, she saw a group of grandmothers and maidservants standing under the veranda outside the house.

"Young lady."

Someone saluted Zhao Yan.

Behind him, the sound of salutation sounded.

Some people don't salute when they say nothing, and some people simply stand still.

Zhao Yan is not welcomed in the Fuguo Mansion, and the people are the most clear.

Zhao Yan didn't care, she was used to seeing people's worship and low, as long as this kind of thing didn't hurt her, she never took it to heart.

"Get out of the way." Speak at the right time.

"The young lady forgives her sins." A grandmother raised her chin and looked arrogant: "The eldest lady has ordered, she doesn't speak, and no one can enter the house." ”

"The eldest lady called us." He immediately said: "Mrs. Gu has an order to take Miss Qiong to Zhaoyang Courtyard for questioning." ”

"Why should we believe you?" The grandmother was a little more arrogant, but she still asked herself.

"If you don't believe it, you asked." Zhao Yan turned sideways to make way for her, and said unhurriedly: "It's okay to delay, anyway, Mama is old, with rough skin and thick meat, and she can afford to be punished." ”

"You ......," the grandmother raised her hand and pointed at her.

How is this spoken?

"Alright, alright." Another grandmother grabbed her and played a round game: "The young lady should go in." ”

Zhao Yan slowly walked into the room.

"I can't let her in, what if it's not the eldest lady's intention......"

"Such a big thing is a matter of human life, how can she have so much courage ......"

The two grandmothers were still whispering.

Zhao Yanquan didn't hear it, and when she entered the room, she looked around left and right, and there was no one outside.

She stepped into the inner room.

On the bedside pedal, Chunlan and Qiu Ju stood side by side.

"Get out of the way." Zhao Yan spoke.

Chunlan pushed Qiu Ju, and the two stood separately on both sides.

Zhao Yan got on the pedal and saw Jiang Xueqiong shrunk in the corner of the bed, her face pale, and her clothes had changed.

It's just that the hair and clothes are messy, and if you look closely, the whole person seems to be still trembling slightly.

It looks like I'm scared.

"Girl......" Chunlan opened her mouth to call Jiang Xueqiong.

Jiang Xueqiong looked at her in confusion, and suddenly saw Zhao Yan's face, she suddenly became excited, stood up suddenly, and screamed: "Zhao Yan! It's you! It's all yours! You designed me, right? ”

Zhao Yan got closer, and her apricot eyes curled into a little smile: "What nonsense did my sister say?"

Did I tell my sister to go to the guest house? Or did I hold my sister's hand and stab Yang Guangbi? ”

"That's you! It's you! Jiang Xueqiong screamed and pounced on her: "Zhao Yan, you hurt me!" ”

"Shut your mouth and take it away." Zhao Yan took a step back.

Leaf Feng stopped Jiang Xueqiong and restrained her in just a few clicks.