"Eh? Do you think it's strange? I heard that the door was locked from the outside. Such a big copper lock didn't move at all, but the person still escaped. Our young lady is really not an ordinary person!"
As soon as he heard the words "young mistress", Zhao Changyuan felt as if someone had injected him with a shot of cardiotonic, and his brain suddenly became tense. He held his breath and concentrated all his energy to listen quietly.
"Isn't that true? I also heard that when the young lady ran away, the young master Pan happened to be a guest in the Yang Mansion. Maybe he was the one who took the person out."
"What are you talking nonsense about?"
"Hey, don't I think it's a bit coincidental, just talking about it casually?"
"Can you fucking joke about this? Shut your stinky mouth!"
"Hey, hey, I won't say anymore."
There was no light in the room, except for the pair of eyes on the bed that were gradually burning to blood red.
"Call it and call it a day. We have gained nothing again today. It seems that in a few days, we can let our beauty Du make her second appearance." Walking out of Qingyun Temple, Gong Yueyue jumped on the carriage, fanned her hands and shouted: "It's hot, this is hot."
Innocence is so hot that people can’t live anymore! Phew~”
Pan Zhuqing handed her the kettle and said with a smile: "How about you wait for me in the carriage starting tomorrow, and I can just go out and squat by myself."
Yueyue said with a sad face: "Oh, I don't know if I will be able to come out tomorrow."
Pan Zhuqing's smile also froze on his face. Of course he knew that after today's troubles, Yang Yiyi would never see the light of day again when she returned to the Yang Mansion. After all, this was a family matter. Even if he was anxious, there was nothing he could do.
"No, I can't go back." Yueyue suddenly remembered that her parents were planning to send her back to the Zhao Mansion, and immediately became nervous: "Well... Master Pan, can you ask the coachman to take me to the inn?"
There was another burst of light in Pan Zhuqing's heart, but she didn't show it at all on her face: "Okay." After saying that, he lifted the curtain and whispered a few words into the coachman's ear.
The carriage drove for about an hour before stopping. Yueyue jumped off the carriage and was stunned by the scenery before her: "Wow, what kind of inn is this? It's so unique!"
I saw that this "inn" was built in the middle of the lake, connected to the lake shore by a wind and rain bridge corridor. The total building area is not large, just the size of a courtyard, surrounded by a bamboo forest, with various flowers and plants reflected in it. The entire building has white walls
Gray tiles, bright lights, elegant but not simple. When you walk in, you will immediately find that the temperature inside is much cooler than outside.
"This should be a resort-type hotel. Will it be expensive? I don't have that much money with me." Gong Yueyue wondered uneasily.
As Pan Zhuqing walked into the main room, a middle-aged woman came out and saluted him: "Master! You are here."
Pan Zhuqing gave her a warm smile: "Well, Mother Xu, how are you doing lately?"
"Okay, okay! It would be even better if Master Zhao comes to see my old lady!"
"Didn't I just come to see you a while ago?" He touched Mother Xu's hair, with warmth written on his face: "Mother Xu, let me introduce to you, this is Miss Yang, my good friend. Yiyi, this
It’s my mother Xu, she has always taken care of me when I was a child.”
"Hello, auntie." Yueyue greeted crisply.
"Hey, the little girl looks so good!" Xu's mother praised Pan Zhuqing with a smile and glanced at Pan Zhuqing inadvertently.
Pan Zhuqing said to her: "Mother Xu, Miss Yang will stay with you for a while, and I have to ask you to take care of her."
"Hey, no problem. Don't worry, young master!"
Only then did Gong Yueyue realize that Pan Zhuqing was going to make arrangements for her. She quickly pulled him aside and said softly: "What's wrong... This is not appropriate... How can I live in your house?"
He replied calmly: "This is where I place the nurse. There is no one else except her, and I won't bother you. There is no inconvenience."
Yueyue still said resolutely: "That's not possible. I'm taking advantage of you. You'd better find me an inn."
He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked at her and said seriously: "If you insist on staying in an inn with a sophisticated reputation, then I will have to take you back to the Yang Mansion and hand you over to your father."
"Ah? This...I..." When she heard this, she immediately panicked.
Pan Zhuqing regained her smile: "You don't have to do this or that. If you do things for me from now on, I won't be polite to you."
"Hmm... Okay then. Thank you, Master Pan! Yiyi will definitely work hard to repay you in the future!" She didn't bring enough money to begin with and couldn't go back. Now, this is all she can do.
Pan Zhuqing walked back to Mother Xu with satisfaction and said to her: "Mother Xu, then I will leave her to you."
"okay."
"I'm leaving. You should have a good rest. I promised to pick you up tomorrow." Finally, he told Yueyue and stopped staying. He walked along the Fengyun Bridge Corridor back to the shore.
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Seeing his master walking all the way, the coachman asked: "Master Pan, are you going home?"
"I'm not going back. We'll all stay here tonight." After Pan Zhuqing finished speaking, he walked towards an inn on the roadside.
Tian Hai walked towards Zhao Changyuan's room with red eyes, carrying a basin. He was very conflicted now. He was afraid of seeing the young master, and he was afraid that he would never see the young master again. What he was most afraid of was that he didn't know when he opened the door.
After entering, the people he saw were already separated from him.
No matter what, he wanted the young master to be clean every day like before. Thinking of this, a drop of tear fell into the basin.
Pushing open the door, there was still an uncomfortable darkness in the room. After getting used to it for a while, he raised his legs and stepped in. However, he was startled by a black shadow that appeared in front of the table out of nowhere: "
Ah! Who? Why don’t you light the lamp?”
The black figure didn't speak, but made a slight rustling sound.
Tian Hai walked to the oil lamp and quickly lit it...
"Young...young...young master! You...you finally...finally..." He finally ate, but he couldn't say the rest of the sentence because he was so excited that he couldn't help but cry.
Zhao Changyuan still didn't speak, but looked up at him mechanically, and then immersed himself in eating the porridge again. He had been hungry for too long, and his hand holding the spoon kept shaking, making it difficult to swallow, but he could clearly feel that his soul was
It was pouring back into his body bit by bit.
Although his wife kindly stopped him in the house, he was as happy as a child: "What did he eat? How much did he eat? How is his spirit?"
Ms. Liu smiled: "Hey, you see you are in a hurry. He ate a few bowls of porridge and his spirits improved. That's it..."
"Just what?"
"He just hasn't spoken yet. Master, I'm a little worried, will he...will he just...just..." He was so stupid. She didn't say the last few words.
Zhao Xiong understood what his wife meant, and the gloom in his heart gradually returned, and his thick black eyebrows knitted together slightly again.
"What's going on with Yiyi? We've watched her grow up, and we've never seen her do anything out of the ordinary. Why has it become more and more outrageous recently? What she did to us before was a threat to death.
If you don't let go, why can you leave him so resolutely now? Even if Zhao'er makes another mistake, how can she not even care about his life?" Ms. Liu finally let out all the resentment in her heart. (