Yin Xiao took a step forward regardless of the ground, straightening his chest and facing the blade, as if the bones in his body were very hard and he was not afraid of ordinary people's weapons. There was a deep coldness in his eyes, forcing the four people to take a step back.
He was not one of those delicate women in the house, and the knife in his hand was still covered with coagulated blood.
Smiling coldly at Zhan Shizhao, he took another step forward without caring.
Zhan Shizhao was sweating on his forehead, and he didn't dare let anyone actually fight Yin Xiao.
There is still a long way to go before the time requested by Zhang Xutang.
Zhang Xutang looked like he was overindulging in lust and lacked energy, but he had the power of life and death in his hands, and he could really kill and bleed like a river.
As for Zhan Shizhao, he looks like a government official, but in fact he is just a puppet.
Zhang Xutang didn't raise the issue. He would never dare to take any serious action, causing a big trouble and causing complications.
Now, he was not sure that he could control Yin Xiao silently. Just by looking at him, he looked like a ruthless character.
However, Yinxiao didn't see the slightest clues and understand the serious relationship between them, but Song Huiyue was not around, and his patience had reached its limit.
Seeing that Yin Xiao had no intention of giving in, and everyone in the room looked shocked, Zhan Shizhao waved his hand in a bluffing manner: "Follow him and pour water!"
The kitchen was in the group room in the east wing. Mrs. Wu put the charcoal fire in the ashes, closed the fire door, and put a large pot of hot water on the stove, which could heat it all night.
Yinxiao went into the kitchen, filled a teapot with hot water, put a basket of dried potatoes and chestnuts in a basket, and carried it to the main room.
With hot tea and food, everyone's complexion improved a lot, except Zhan Shizhao, who looked very bad and stared at Yin Xiao, not letting go of any of his movements.
Just when he was very nervous, horses were galloping and a man came striding in from outside. He walked up to Zhan Shizhao and said, "Second Master said he would take Mrs. Song to the old place."
Yin Xiao's eyes became wary.
"What happened?" Zhan Shizhao's eyelids jumped. He always felt that tonight was not going well and everything was ominous. "Where is the second master?"
"Second Master, Mrs. Song was injured," the guard said with gestures all over his head and face: "Here, here, they are all injured."
With that said, he hid the fact that Song Huiyue was also beaten by Zhang Xutang, so as to prevent Mrs. Song from fainting on the spot, which would make it difficult for him to deal with her: "Ms. Song's clothes were stained with blood, and the second master asked Mrs. Song to give her clothes."
Go and change.”
Everyone inside and outside the house listened with sharp ears. After hearing the whole story, Aunt Lin secretly clapped her hands, looked at each other and smiled quietly.
After laughing, they were all secretly worried.
Zhang Xutang didn't look like a good guy at first glance. He asked his wife to go. Was he planning to take it out on her?
My wife can't help but be upset.
The two looked at each other again, and saw worry in each other's eyes.
Mrs. Song thought that Song Huiyue must have suffered a crime, and maybe even been beaten. She suddenly frowned and was worried.
Yin Xiao thought more directly: "Is that blood Zhang Xutang's blood, or the eldest lady's blood?"
After Zhan Shizhao heard this, his already worried heart became more and more excited.
This Madam Song is at the end of her rope, and she is still full of tricks. The second master should have listened to her and chosen Xie Chuan.
Now that the matter has come to this, it doesn't matter if these afterthoughts are ignored, the most urgent task is to let Mrs. Song go over and suppress Mrs. Song.
For the sake of her own mother, she should be honest.
Thinking of this, he became anxious, walked to the curtain, and said with a livid face: "Mrs. Song, hurry up and pack the clothes and send them to Mrs. Song."
Aunt Lin stood in front of Mrs. Song without hesitation and blocked Mrs. Song. Her tone was full of prayer: "My wife is sick and can't bear the trek. I'll go."
Zhan Shizhao chuckled, not treating his aunt as a human being and having no time to chat with her. He turned around and walked to the side room: "Since Mrs. Song is not going, then we will go find clothes ourselves and send them to Mrs. Song."
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Yin Xiao's sword was immediately in front of Zhan Shizhao's eyes: "Try it!"
It turned out that Zhan Shizhao was restless and accidentally walked up to Yin Xiao. Fortunately, there were guards around him. In the moment of crisis, he pulled him away, and at the same time, he stepped forward and faced Yin Xiao's sword.
Zhan Shizhao's heart skipped a beat in shock. He hesitated for a moment, but still suppressed the idea of killing him.
In Zhang Xutang's plan, when Mao hour comes, he will immediately kill people and set fire to them, and the entire Song family - and even the entire Hengyu Street will be annihilated in the fire.
The fire was set too early, because Zhang Xutang might not be done yet, and would alert the King of Jin. It was too late, because the people in the fire-fighting party were sober, and it came too quickly, and there would be no time to burn the body into charcoal and destroy the evidence.
"I'll do it." Mrs. Song finally spoke up and broke the deadlock.
Mrs. Song's face was sallow and her breath was weak. She needed to hold on to Grandma Liu's hand to stand up. When she walked, her entire weight rested on Grandma Liu's body.
Although her body has become a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, her mind is very firm.
How can a woman's boudoir be allowed to be inspected by men's hands?
A small room is not only filled with a few pieces of clothing, it also contains all the joys, sorrows, joys and secrets of a woman.
Even if you get married, this house will not be transferred to others, it will always remain here.
Zhan Shizhao felt relieved, but his face was cold, and he nodded to Mrs. Song: "Then it's best, it's best to be quick, otherwise I will do it myself for the sake of the second master."
"I know." Mrs. Song coughed, opened the door of the west wing, quickly found a set of clothes, wrapped them up, and walked out.
Zhan Shizhao stretched out his hand: "Give it to me, I want to check it."
He was afraid that there was a sharp knife hidden inside.
Mrs. Song looked at Zhan Shizhao's unceremonious hand, her eyes were swollen with anger, her throat seemed to be choked by cotton, and she could not make a sound.
She couldn't bear the strange man's thick hands to look through Song Huiyue's clothes.
Shaking her hands to untie the baggage, she tried her best to get angry: "Look...you see clearly! Ahem, there are only clothes...If you don't believe it, ahem...just put it on
Let me kill him!"
Because of her excitement, she coughed more violently, and her internal organs were gushing out.
Zhan Shizhao was unmoved. He stretched his neck and took a look. There was indeed only one piece of clothing in the bag, which was light blue and embroidered with a large and beautiful blue-purple Eight Immortals hydrangea.
He glanced over, waved his hand, and ordered the guards from Zhang Xutang: "Take them away."
The guard stepped forward to snatch the baggage and asked Mrs. Song to hurry up without saying anything.
The horse was still waiting outside, so he had to work harder to transport the people to the same place first, lest Zhang Xutang arrive first and he hadn't finished his errand.
When she heard that she was going to ride a horse, Grandma Liu panicked at first: "No, no, my wife can't ride a horse, and my wife can't blow the cold wind, so why can't she ride in a sedan? If there is no sedan, a carriage will do."
The two aunts saw that Zhan Shizhao was a paper tiger, and they also helped him.
"Yes, if the madam is not good and the eldest lady gets angry, then the devil will help you with things."
"That's right, the eldest lady is the most filial, and she won't go to the east or west if she says so."
Yuan Yuan poked his head out of the room blankly. He was still not clear about today's changes. Although he was scared, he still suggested: "I'll go. I've always been the one to serve the eldest lady."
Uncle Lin and Aunt Wu rushed to say that they could go too.