Ping'er also sighed, with a sad look on her face.

"I don't know what day it is today. The master hasn't come back yet, and Die'er hasn't been found either."

"Madam was frightened and fell ill again. Young madam, you are pregnant, so you can't take care of all this, hey!" Ping'er shook her head and sighed again.

"Young Madam, I can't chat with you any longer. I have to go back. Madam can't be without anyone."

Ping'er stood up to leave, and Mrs. Xie stood up too.

"Miss Ping'er, if the master comes back, could you please tell him about it? You must carefully find out about Die'er. That girl has been with me for several years, and I have always regarded her as my younger sister..."

Xie said.

Ping'er nodded, "Don't worry, Madam. Die'er and I have worked together before, and I feel sorry for her. I will definitely find her sincerely."

After Ping'er left, Mrs. Xie waited alone in the room. From time to time she came to the window and looked around, but there was no movement at all outside.

Mrs. Xie anxiously walked in circles, thinking wildly in the room.

I don't know how much time passed, but finally there was movement in the yard outside. It was Yang Wenxuan who was back.

"master!"

Mrs. Xie stood at the window, waving and shouting excitedly to Yang Wenxuan, but Yang Wenxuan didn't seem to see her, and went straight to Mrs. Zhou's house over there without even turning his eyes.

Soon, a fierce quarrel came from Zhou's house because the door was closed and Ping'er was kicked out into the yard.

Mrs. Xie here couldn't hear clearly even if she raised her ears, so she could only huddle in her room and be frightened.

After probably arguing for a while, the door of Zhou's house opened, and when Yang Wenxuan slammed the door and walked out, Zhou's miserable cries could be heard.

Yang Wenxuan left without looking back. When he passed in front of Xie's house, Yang Wenxuan stopped and turned his head to look this way.

Mrs. Xie was standing at the window looking around. When she saw this, she was so frightened that she quickly shrank back.

Yang Wenxuan said in a deep voice: "Stop hiding, I've seen you, come out!"

Mrs. Xie slowly stood at the window and looked at Yang Wenxuan timidly.

Yang Wenxuan said: "Something happened in the business, and I was very anxious this whole day."

"I have asked the housekeeper to send someone to look for Die'er. If we can't find it tonight, we will report it to the official tomorrow."

"Don't be anxious. If you want to see someone alive or dead, I will definitely get that girl back for you! Let Ping'er take care of you these days."

"I still have some things to deal with. I won't be back tonight. You should rest early!"

After saying these words, Yang Wenxuan left without looking back.

'If you want to see someone alive or dead, you want to see their corpse?'

Xie's whole body was trembling, and she hugged her shoulders tightly with her hands. She suddenly felt that this house and yard were so scary.

Butterfly was found at noon the next day.

When he was sent back to his home, he was acting crazy and no one was allowed to come near him.

She scolded and bit anyone who came near. Mrs. Zhou asked the rough lady in the yard to tie Die'er's hands and feet and throw her on the bed, and then invited Dr. Jia to come over for consultation.

"I'm too frightened. Let's drink some decoction to soothe the nerves and see the aftereffects."

After Dr. Jia left a package of medicine, he left with the medicine box.

Ping'er stayed and helped Xie to boil the medicine together, and then forcefully drank it for Die'er.

Butterfly fell asleep.

Mrs. Xie brought the basin, twisted the handkerchief, and wiped the mud on Die'er's face and the scars on her body.

There are bruises all over.

Mrs. Xie is someone who has been here before. When she saw these scars, her hand holding the scarf was trembling.

Although Ping'er has not opened her face to serve Yang Wenxuan, she has been in this backyard for a long time and knows everything.

On the night she disappeared, Die'er must have been humiliated by the group of refugees.

It's a group, not one.

No wonder Dieer was found in ragged clothes in a ruined temple on the other side of the mountain.

pitiful……

Ping'er turned her face away and tears fell.

Here, Mrs. Xie sobbed and said, "Although Die'er is my maid, I have always regarded her as my sister."

"Now, my sister is being bullied, but I can't help her vent her anger. Ping'er, am I really useless as a master?"

Hearing Xie's question, Ping'er turned her head.

"Young Madam, please don't say such things. This matter has nothing to do with you."

"Really, none of us expected to encounter such a bad thing. Every time we went back to Lianhua Temple, everything was fine," Ping'er said.

Last time, the old lady's birthday party was over, and the young lady and Die'er returned to Lianhua Temple.

Madam still sent herself to follow them, and she didn't meet any refugees as she went back and forth.

Mrs. Xie wiped Die'er silently, thinking that this was something fishy.

Fortunately, he was going to Lianhua Temple to pray for blessings, but it was not the birthday of the Bodhisattva, so Mr. Xie placed his suspicion on Mr. Zhou.

But he didn't dare to show anything in front of Ping'er.

Die'er has blocked the disaster for herself, otherwise, she would be the one lying here now.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Xie became more determined. When the master comes back after finishing the business matters, she will definitely ask the master to make the decision for Die'er!

However, since Yang Wenxuan left the backyard that night, he did not come back for three days in a row.

Ms. Xie was not sure whether Yang Wenxuan had ever returned to the Yang Mansion, but he definitely had not returned to the backyard.

As for Die'er, she woke up long ago. Although she is no longer irritable, doesn't curse or bite, her whole life seems to be useless.

The liveliness and cheerfulness that I once had were gone. I locked myself in the room all day long, curled up on the bed and hugged my knees in a daze.

His eyes were dull and his eyes were empty.

Xie came to stay with her, but she didn't say anything. After Xie left, she shed tears alone and cried all day and night.

Xie's three meals a day naturally meant that she would not receive meticulous care.

As for Zhou, she must have really fallen ill, because Dr. Jia came over for three days in a row.

The backyard was filled with the strong smell of herbs. Ping'er and other maids and servants came in and out. None of them dared to make a loud noise, let alone talk or laugh.

Not only was the atmosphere in the backyard depressing, but the entire Yang Mansion was no longer lively as in the past.

At noon, in the room of the old man of the Yang family.

The usual five dishes and one soup have been reduced to two dishes and one soup.

And it's not just the old lady, Yang Wenxuan is also here.

However, he was sitting under the old man with his head drooped, holding chopsticks in his hand, but he had no intention of picking up the food.

The whole person sat there, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

The old man didn't lift his chopsticks. He held a thick account book in his hands like dry branches, and he was flipping through the pages.
Chapter completed!