Yin Xiao took a step forward regardless of the ground, straightened his chest and pointed his blade, as if the bones on his body were very hard, and he could not fear the weapons of ordinary people. His eyes were cold, and the four people took a step back.

He is not the delicate women in the room, the knife in his hand still has solidified blood.

With a cold smile at Zhan Shizhao, he took another step without caring.

Zhan Shizhao's forehead was sweating and he didn't dare to really let someone fight with Yin Xiao.

It's still much shorter than the time Zhang Xuzhang asked for.

Zhang Xuzhi looked at the excessive indulgence and lack of energy, but he held the power of life and death, and he could really kill blood.

As for Zhan Shizhao, he looked like a servant, but he was actually just a puppet.

Zhang Xuzhang did not raise the thread, so he would never dare to make a real move, causing big troubles or causing trouble.

Now, he was not sure that he could silently control Yin Xiao. This man was just a ruthless character.

Yin Xiao did not know the small things and understood the powerful relationship, but Song Huiyue was not there, and his patience had reached the extreme.

Seeing that Yin Xiao had no intention of giving in, everyone in the room looked shocked, Zhan Shizhao waved his hand bluffingly: "Follow him to pour water!"

The kitchen is in the group room of the east wing. Mrs. Wu put the charcoal fire in the ashes, closed the fire door, and placed a large pot of hot water on the stove, which could heat it all night.

Yinxiao entered the kitchen, filled a teapot with hot water, and then filled a basket of dried potatoes and chestnuts in a basket, and carried them to the main room.

With hot tea and food, everyone's faces improved a lot, but Zhan Shizhao's face was very bad. He stared at Yin Xiao and did not let him go.

Just when he was very nervous, he was flying around with four hooves outside and quickly rushed over. One of them strodes from outside and walked to Zhan Shizhao: "The second master said he would take Mrs. Song to the old place."

Yin Xiao's eyes became alert.

"What happened?" Zhan Shizhao's eyes twitched. He always felt that it was not going well tonight, and everything showed an ominous sign, "Where is the second master?"

"The Second Master asked Mrs. Song to be injured," the guard gestured with his head and face: "Here, here, all are injured."

As he said that, he also asked Zhang Xuzhao to fight, so as not to faint on the spot. He was not good at dealing with the matter: "Madam Song's clothes were stained with blood, and the second master said that Mrs. Song would send clothes to change."

All inside and outside the house were sharp ears listening. After listening to the whole story, Aunt Lin clapped her hands secretly, looked at Aunt Wang, and smiled quietly.

After laughing, I was secretly worried again.

Zhang Xuzhi saw that it was not a good thing. He asked his wife to go there. Was he going to make anger out of his wife?

My wife can't help but make trouble.

The two looked at each other again and saw concern in each other's eyes.

Mrs. Song thought that Song Huiyue must have suffered, and maybe she was beaten even. She frowned and was worried.

Yin Xiao thought more directly: "Is that blood Zhang Xuzhi's blood or the eldest lady's blood?"

After hearing this, Zhan Shizhao's already hungry hearts rose even more.

This eldest lady Song is at the end of her journey and is full of tricks. The second master should have listened to him at the beginning and chose Xie Chuan.

Now that things have come to this point, it’s better not to let these hindsmen go, but it’s urgent to let Mrs. Song go over and suppress Mrs. Song.

For her own mother's sake, she should be honest.

Thinking of this, he was anxious, walked to the curtain, and said with a pale face: "Mrs. Song, hurry up and pack your clothes and send them to Madam Song."

Aunt Lin stood in front of Mrs. Song without hesitation, blocking Mrs. Song, and prayed in her tone: "Mrs. I'm sick and can't stand the trekking, I'll go."

Zhan Shizhao smiled and did not treat his aunt as a human being, nor did he have time to talk to her. He turned around and walked to the wing room: "Since Mrs. Song doesn't go, then we will find clothes to send to Mrs. Song by ourselves."

Yin Xiao's sword hit Zhan Shizhao's eyes the next moment: "You try!"

It turned out that Zhan Shizhao was uneasy and walked to Yin Xiao in a daze. Fortunately, he was still surrounded by guards. At the time of crisis, he pulled him away, and at the same time he bullied him in front of him, facing Yin Xiao's blade.

Zhan Shi Zhao was shocked and hesitated for a moment, but hesitated and suppressed the idea of ​​killing him.

In Zhang Xuzhi's plan, when the hour of Mao came, he immediately killed and set fire. The entire Song family - even the entire Hengyu Street, would be destroyed in this fire.

The fire was released too early, and maybe Zhang Xuzhe had not finished his work, which would alarm King Jin. It was too late. People who were afraid that the firefighters would be very awake and came too quickly to burn the body to charcoal and destroy evidence.

"I'll do it." In the end, Mrs. Song spoke out and broke the deadlock.

Mrs. Song's face turned pale and her breath was weak. She needed to hold Mama Liu's hand to stand up. When she walked, the weight of her whole body was on Mama Liu.

Although her body is already the fallen leaves in the autumn wind, her mind is very firm.

How can a woman’s boudoir be allowed to go through the check-up of a man’s hand?

A small room does not contain only a few clothes, but carries all the joys, sorrows and secrets of a woman.

Even if you marry someone, the house will not be used by others and will be kept here forever.

Zhan Shizhao felt relieved, but his face was cold. He nodded to Mrs. Song: "That's best, it's better to be faster, otherwise I will do it myself for the sake of the second master."

"I understand." Mrs. Song coughed loudly, opened the door of the west wing, quickly found a piece of clothing to wrap, and walked out.

Zhan Shizhao stretched out his hand: "Give it to me, I want to check it."

He was afraid there was a sharp blade hidden inside.

Mrs. Song looked at Zhan Shizhao's unceremonious hands, her eyes were swollen with anger, and her throat seemed to be choked with cotton, and she couldn't make any sound.

She could not bear the strange man's thick hands to examine Song Huiyue's clothes.

With her hands shaking, she was angry with her best: "Look... see clearly! Cough, only clothes... If you don't believe it, Cough... Let's kill me!"

Because of excitement, she coughed more and more violently, and her internal organs were surging out.

Zhan Shizhao was unmoved and stretched his neck to take a look. There was indeed only one piece of clothing in the bag, a light blue color, with a large and beautiful blue-purple Eight Immortals Hydrangea embroidered on it.

His eyes swept past, waved his hand, and ordered the guards coming from Zhang Xuzhi: "Take them away."

The guard stepped forward to grab the bag, and made Mrs. Song faster without hesitation.

The horse was still waiting outside, so he had to whip the horse quickly and transport the person to the old place first, so as not to arrive first, and he had not finished his errands.

When she heard that she wanted to ride a horse, Madam Liu panicked: "No, no, the wife can't ride a horse, and the wife can't blow the cold wind, so can't she sit in a sedan chair? Without a sedan chair, a carriage can do it."

The two aunts saw that Zhan Shizhao was a paper tiger, and they also spoke up.

"Yes, if the madam is not good, the eldest lady will be angry when she sees it, and she will help you."

"That's right, the eldest lady is the most filial, and the wife says she doesn't go west."

Yuan Yuan dumbly poked a head out of the room, not very clear about today's changes. Although he was afraid, he still suggested: "I'll go, I've always served the eldest lady."
Chapter completed!