The fast travel is too late

Chapter 212 General Xu Baitou (17)

The courtyard where Yan Hui lives is considered a relatively remote location in the overall layout of the Yan Mansion. At least it took Xin Wu and the others a lot of time to trot all the way to the courtyard from the main entrance.

Fortunately, the servants of the Yanfu were more diligent in cleaning. The snow on the side of the road had not yet melted, but the path was clean, and it would not slip if you stepped on it and walked fast.

The servants who came and went crowded around the courtyard, crying and cursing, the voices were endless.

"What are you doing? Are there any rules? Where is the housekeeper? Where is he? Tell him to come out!" Mrs. Yan was panting all the way. Seeing such a chaotic scene, she suddenly lost her breath. Come.

The noise overwhelmed her voice, and except for the group of people behind them, no one noticed the situation outside the yard.

Qingye's complexion changed, she ran a few steps forward to Madam Yan's side, "Madam, let me squeeze in and have a look!"

Mrs. Yan would not refuse anyone who volunteered, but when she looked at Qingye, she still had no good looks.But Qingye couldn't control that much anymore, after receiving Mrs. Yan's affirmative look, she rushed into the courtyard, pushed away the people blocking the door, and pushed towards Yanhui's boudoir in the courtyard.

Mrs. Yan looked at Qingye disappearing into the crowd, and suddenly remembered what Qingye said in the hall, and she had a bad feeling in her heart.

"They're so noisy!" Xin Wu leaned on Xiuzhu's shoulder, looking like she wasn't standing still. If Nanny Li was here, she would definitely be talking about her again.

Xiuzhu moved her shoulders down habitually, making Xin Wu more comfortable, "The servants of the Yan Mansion need to be trained. They are so noisy and unusable." She couldn't get used to Yan. The behavior of the family members, no matter if it was Mrs. Yan's uninvited visit or Yan Hui's inexplicable entrustment, in her view, they all had malicious intentions and had no other effect except to cause trouble for their girls.

As if annoyed by the voices of these people, there was a sudden roar in the yard, and then the whole yard fell into silence.

Not long after, the housekeeper who was crowded in the crowd took a few cronies to drive away the people in the yard, and stayed behind. Soon the yard became quiet, and the rest of the people finally saw the people waiting. Xin Wu quietly paid attention to Mrs. Yan and others at the door, and Qingye was neither among those who left nor those who stayed behind, maybe she had already entered the inner room.

"Mother, why are you back?" Yan Yu, the son of Yan's family who was still yelling in the yard just now, settled down the noisy servants in his younger sister's yard, and saw Mrs. Yan who was not looking very well at the gate of the yard.

Thinking about her younger sister who was still in the room, Yan Yu rubbed the back of her head, thinking that she might be going bald.

Mrs. Yan: "Why, it's hard for me to come back. What are you making a fuss about? Why are there so many servants gathered in your sister's yard? Is there a thief in the house?" It never occurred to her that if things were as she said, her daughter's reputation would definitely be lost.

When dealing with her family, she never wanted to think too much, so she just followed her words and said: "There is no one else in the family, but because of her love, she couldn't think about it for a while, and she even thought of dying, and she didn't know what she was. How could he think that he wanted to burn himself alive. The servants at home saw a fire in the courtyard, and thought that someone had accidentally knocked over a lamp and started the fire, so they came to put out the fire. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen! "

When the mother and son talked, they didn't let others back down or hide anything. They spoke all the words openly, and they were very fearless.

"Yan Hui set herself on fire?" Xin Wu suddenly opened her eyes, rejected the cloak that Xiuzhu wanted to put on her, and looked at Yan Anu intently.

Why didn't she believe that such a thing would happen?
Yan Hui may really want to die, but since she has someone come to give her a message, then naturally she will not want to set fire to herself, if she really chooses to set fire, why bother to beg her There is no need to bury the dead body, just cremate it and sprinkle it into Qingxi!
Suddenly, Xin Wu thought about the incident in the plum garden. Although there seemed to be no connection between the two, Xin Wu swore with his intuition that there must be the same mastermind behind the two incidents.

Yan An hadn't looked to see who was behind Mrs. Yan before, and she was startled when she heard Xin Wu's voice. When she looked over again, she realized that she was a familiar family friend. He used to be responsible for picking up Yan An When going outside to attend various banquets, you can always see Xin Wu looking down on the banquet.

Yan Yu sighed, "There is no difficulty in this world, why should she make such a gesture!" His tone was full of dissatisfaction with Yan Hui.

"Is she still alive? Can I go and see her?" Xin Wu stopped looking at Yan An, turned around and met Mrs. Yan's eyes, no matter whether Yan An was dead or alive, she needed to meet her It would be even better if the cause and effect between the two of them could be resolved.

Mrs. Yan nodded with a cold face, and also did not look at Yan Yu. She walked in front and walked towards the open door.

The wing room went through a moderate fire, and after the fire was extinguished, it still left a burnt smell, and the wooden walls that had not been burned to ashes were all black, which looked dilapidated.The room seemed to have been ransacked, and a large amount of furniture did not survive. The bed in the inner room was particularly damaged, and it seemed that the original fire started here.

The servants of the Yan Mansion spread out a thick mattress on the floor of the outer room, and Yan Hui was lying unconscious on it. Her exposed skin showed no signs of being burned by the fire, only a circle of black and gray on her face. , did not give her a wipe.Aoba knelt in front of her, lowered her head, tears streaming down her face, as if she was really sad and couldn't help herself.

"Does anyone know where Yan Hui was rescued?" Xin Wu asked the nuns staying in the room, trying to find some clues.

The fire started in the inner room, but Yanhui was unharmed, so Yanhui must not have been in the inner room when she was rescued, otherwise she would have been left with only a pile of ashes.

However, no one paid any attention to Xin Wu, Qingye raised her head, and wanted to say something, but unfortunately, she was not in the Yanfu when Yanhui seemed to be unable to think about it, and she was not in the Yanfu when Yanhui was rescued, even if she wanted to say There is no way to talk about anything.

Mrs. Yan bent down with a handkerchief and gently wiped off the black ash on Yan Hui's face. After she stood up straight, she asked the doctor who took Yan Hui's pulse, "How is my daughter?"

The doctor stroked his goatee, shook his head, "It's not very good!"

Xin Wu also stared at the doctor, wanting to see what he could say, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a flash of silver light in Yan Hui's hand lying on the mattress, and he didn't know what it was.

(End of this chapter)