After Mei Xue returned to her room, she still felt panicked, and in desperation, she sat in front of the window and wrote a few big characters before calming down.

Xiao Yan ran over in the evening again, and told Mei Xue with a smile:

"Gao Yuan and Peng Liang, the two boys, have always been unconvinced, and they dared to go behind their cousin's back to make a private comparison with Rio Meigang, but they were discovered by their cousin."

Mei Xue frowned and asked him about the result with her eyes.

Xiao Yan laughed, cocked Erlang's legs, pinched the snacks on the plate and said while eating:

"My cousin rewarded Mei Gang with a good sword, and at the same time punished Peng Liang and Gao Yuan for not being allowed to eat for a day."

Mei Xue almost couldn't hold back her laughter, and Xiao Yan hurriedly explained:

"Miss Mei, don't laugh, my cousin has always treated the people around him very well, especially Peng Liang and Gao Yuan, who grew up with their cousin since childhood.

Not being allowed to eat on this day is already a very heavy punishment. ”

Mei Xue was speechless, so she lowered her head and continued to write her own words.

The weather is getting hotter, but the boat is cooler on the water.

On a light evening breeze, Mei Xue often sits on the platform with peace in her arms.

Mama Zhang and the two nurses were doing needlework on the side, and Yurong and Jiu'er always had endless words.

And Xiao Yan, as always, loves to tease Jiu'er and Yurong.

Sure enough, just as Xiao Yan originally said, just over two months, when the fleet of the Shu Wangfu was about to arrive in Luoyang, Shen Qingyang was already able to get out of bed and walk.

Sometimes, Mei Xue would see Shen Qingyang walking around the deck of the ship behind her through the window.

He never came to the big boat that Li Jinzhi and Mei Xue were on, and he didn't let his subordinates monitor Li Jinzhi like a prisoner like before.

Sometimes, when the fleet docked for procurement, Li Jinzhi and Song Zhijie disembarked and walked around together, and Shen Qingyang's people no longer followed them in the name of guards.

Mei Xue would go to see Li Jinzhi every few days, but it was only to check his pulse and check his lungs.

The two men didn't even say a word more.

The edict canonizing Li Jinzhi as the prince of Shu was also delivered at this time, Li Jinzhi received the holy decree on the ship, and Song Zhijie stuffed a thick red seal into the hands of the great eunuch An Jiang.

There was a full 10,000 taels of silver tickets.

It's early autumn, but Luoyang is still hot.

It was late at night, and the main courtyard of the Yan Mansion on Ziyun Street was still brightly lit.

In the corner of the main hall, there are several huge ice basins, and next to each ice basin stands a little girl in a pink bicarapace, holding a fan in her hand, and gently fanning it one by one.

Just to let the cool air dissipate faster.

But Mrs. Yan, who was sitting on the lower right hand, was still sweating and kept looking at the door.

Seeing the eldest daughter-in-law's panicked and uneasy appearance, Mrs. Yan, who was sitting at the top, glared at her fiercely.

Something that has no interest, can't afford a little work, I was really blind at the beginning, and I chose such a thing to be my eldest daughter-in-law.

There were several young daughters-in-law sitting under Mrs. Yan, and sitting at the bottom was a young woman with a darker complexion, although she was not as nervous as the eldest lady, but the handkerchief in her hand had already been crumpled.

Father-in-law Yan Ge and his sons were discussing in the study, and their female dependents could only wait anxiously.

There was finally a chaotic sound of footsteps outside, and the ladies in the room hurriedly stood up, only Mrs. Yan was still sitting on the main seat.

The little girl lifted the curtain, and the first to walk in was Yan Yuncai, the elder of the pavilion who had gray hair, followed by four men, except for the youngest son Yan Yuwen at the back, the rest of the men had a white cloth similar to plaster on their faces or foreheads.

Yan Yuncai sat next to Mrs. Yan, and when the four sons stood up, he gritted his teeth and said:

"It has been determined that it is the girl of the Qiao family who cured the stubborn illness of the prince of Shu.

On the day Shen Qingyang and Xiao Jiazaburo took her into Chengdu, someone had seen her, and the portrait had been given to Su Su to see, saying that she looked very similar to Qiao Mei's back then. ”

As soon as Yan Yuncai's words fell, Mrs. Yan sat down on the ground.

Old Madam Yan was annoyed, stared at her in disgust, and said:

"Something that has no interest, she is just a doctor girl now, no matter how lowly she is, and she herself doesn't admit that she is the little slut of the Qiao family, what are you afraid of?"

Mrs. Yan cried:

"Mother, Aunt Qiu has made a lot of trouble these days, and her brother has no news so far, think about it, what good can people do if they fall into the hands of Shen Qingyang's evil spirit?

If he intervenes, sooner or later he won't be able to find out about his husband's head? ”

In the entire Luoyang City, when will all the cases that Shen Qingyang has asked about be fooled?

Yan Ge Lao's face was still pale, he closed his eyes, and glanced at his eldest son Yan Yuxiu silently.

Yan Yuxiu was obese and his face was gloomy, and at this moment, he knelt down to Mrs. Yan with a sad face and said:

"Mother, our brother has already discussed this matter with his father, if he can't hide it, I will be the only one to bear the charge, so that I can save my little sister and our Yan family."

Mrs. Yan was stunned, then burst into tears, knelt down in front of Yan Ge Lao, grabbed the hem of his clothes and begged:

"Father, you can't, you can't treat Da Lang like this!

When the family suffered, only the little sister was not implicated, but the two biological children of the daughter-in-law died and were disabled.

Now...... Now in order to protect the little sister, he wants Da Lang to take the blame, which is not fair.

Father, Da Lang is also your biological child, or your eldest son, you can't be so favoritistic, you can't treat our family like this! ”

hired murderers, and the three members of the Mei family are still good families, as long as Shen Qingyang takes the evidence, Yan Yuxiu will definitely be sentenced to death.

Old Madam Yan only gasped at this time, and her lips trembled as she looked at Yan Yun before asking:

"Is that really the case?"

Yan Yuncai closed his eyes and nodded, and then said slowly after a long time:

"This is just a plan for the worst, only the elements can persuade Qiao Juncheng to come forward and shut up the girl, without the bitter master's first complaint, Shen Qingyang can't cure Da Lang's sin no matter how powerful he is."

Mrs. Yan breathed a sigh of relief and ordered her sons and daughters-in-law to go back first.

When only she and her husband were left in the room, she said in a deep voice:

"I have to instruct Su Su, let her finalize the marriage between An Ran and the Marquis of Wu'an as soon as possible, and it can't be delayed any longer."

The prince of Shu is about to enter Beijing, and since Shen Qingyang has detained the eldest son's person, he will definitely make trouble.

At that time, no matter what the outcome is, it is a certain thing that the daughter's reputation will be damaged.

She can't let her most beloved granddaughter's marriage be implicated.

Tsing Yi Lane, Qiao's Mansion, in the bedroom of the main courtyard.

Qiluo is piled up, and the fragrance fills the room.

The beautiful woman standing in front of the window was skinny and picturesque, and she did not look to be more than thirty years old.

But in fact, she is already a mother of two children, and her son was already the head of the high school Luoyang Township Examination last year, and he is waiting to take the examination next spring.

And her daughter, who is about to get married, is the princess of the Marquis of Wu'an.

In fact, from the time the old woman suddenly disappeared from Zhuangzi, Yan had an ominous premonition in his heart.

She never dreams of luck and immediately began to prepare.

Sure enough, as soon as the portrait was brought in, she knew that her conjecture was right.

Yan slowly paced to the dressing table, reached out and stroked the portrait on the table and chuckled:

"Sister Mei, you always come to me in your dreams, saying that you miss your daughter very much, now that you are okay, I will soon be able to see her for you, are you happy?"

A pair of well-maintained hands pressed on the portrait, gripping it tighter and tighter until a few holes were cut out of the portrait.

The pink nails were broken in two, and traces of blood slowly oozed out.

But Yan didn't realize it, still staring at Mei Xue on the portrait and smiling, her delicate face distorted into a ball.