The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

Aunt Wan was just counting a string of prayer beads in her hand, without saying anything, a trace of worry flashed in Zhuang Qin's eyes, but she finally lowered her head.

The kicked back room was filled with a faint smell of blood. Although it was covered with spices, it still leaked a bit or two.

When Zhou smelt this smell, she was sure that Han Yan had something to do with the assassin, and immediately screamed: Miss Si, are you okay?

But it was still dark, there was no electric light in the room, and it was pitch black, so I couldn't see anything clearly. Zhuang Yushan quickly asked the maid beside him to light the lamp, and the moment the light appeared, everyone in the room could see everything in the room.

On the cold ground, Hanyan was wearing a plain white jacket and a moon-white singlet, sitting on the edge of the bed with a face as pale as paper, and her hair was a little messy.

Oh! Zhuang Yushan exclaimed, Fourth sister, what's going on?

Hearing her voice, Han Yan seemed to have just woken up, looked at her weakly, shook his head, and Ji Lan quickly helped her to sit on the bed again.

The officers and soldiers searched the house, but found nothing, Zhou was a little bit unwilling, looked at Han Yan worriedly and said: Miss Si, has anyone ever entered this house?

Zhuang Hanming glared at Mrs. Zhou, what he said was as if Han Yan had hidden someone in the house, and if it was spread outside, it would be so ugly.

Han Yan shook his head.

Da Zhou pointed to a bloodstain at the foot of the bed, and said loudly, Why is there blood here?

Those officers and soldiers were already suspicious of Hanyan's abnormal behavior, but they found no trace of the assassin after they entered, so they couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. Hearing Da Zhou's words, he immediately surrounded him. Seeing that there was indeed a fresh spot of blood at the foot of the bed, which didn't even look dry. Looking at Han Yan, his eyes became sharper: I hope Fourth Miss Zhuang will give me a piece of blood. Wait for an explanation.

Seeing that Han Yan looked weak, he waved his hand and stopped talking.

Zhuang Yushan suddenly realized: Could it be that the fourth younger sister fought that man just now, and now the man has escaped...

A woman fights an assassin in the middle of the night, no matter how you say it, it is arousing people's imagination, Zhuang Hanming is furious: Shut up! He walked to Hanyan, wanted to comfort her but didn't know what to say, although he also wanted to know what happened, but he couldn't help it. I'm afraid it's true, as Zhuang Yushan said, wouldn't that hurt Han Yan more?

During the stalemate, Shu Hong hurried in with a bowl of medicine, and said as she walked, It's finally cooked. Han Yan. Ji Lan took the medicine bowl from Shu Hong's hand, brought it to Han Yan's mouth, and fed it to Han Yan to drink.

What kind of medicine is this? Zhuang Hanming asked with some doubts, having never seen Hanyan drink this kind of medicine.

Shu Hong replied: Master, Miss is usually weak, so the doctor prescribed a prescription for nourishing qi and nourishing blood. Usually, I drink a bowl after getting up in the morning. If I don't drink it, I will feel dizzy. Today the official The man came in a hurry, before he had time to decoct the medicine, he thought the young lady was ill, so he was so weak that he didn't have the energy to answer, and even fell to the ground.

With these words, he made it clear why he fell to the ground and refused to open the door for so long. It was because Han Yan didn't drink the medicine this morning, which caused her to get sick, so she didn't have the strength to answer Zhou's question.

The Zhou family was still unwilling, looked at Han Yan and said: Then where did the blood here come from, will there not be blood for no reason?

With such aggressive words and the suspicious eyes of the officers and soldiers, Han Yan's face became a little rosy after drinking the medicine fed by Ji Lan, and after a short rest, he had the strength to reply: I'm really sorry, sir, Han Yan just wanted to I wanted to get up and open the door, but when I got out of bed, I felt dizzy and lost consciousness, but I didn't know what happened. Later, when I saw my aunt coming in, I didn't have the strength to speak.

She looked at the bloodstain and smiled, as if she was extremely embarrassed: A few days ago, the maids caught a thrush from outside. The thrush is cute and cute, and Han Yan likes it very much. Zhuang Yushan said: Why is Fourth Sister talking about this, is she trying to change the subject, what we are wondering now is why there are bloodstains.

Han Yan looked at Zhuang Yushan, seeing her complacent expression, as if she believed that she had no way to hide the past, Shi Shiran smiled: This is exactly what I want to say. She looked at the leader of the officers and soldiers: Han Yan himself Playful, I accidentally let the thrush go, the bird was flying around in the room, the geese were chasing it, I accidentally fell, broke my hand, and bled at that time.

Mrs. Da Zhou stepped forward: But the blood is clearly fresh, Yan'er, you were injured a few days ago, why is the blood still not dry?

The officer and soldier also understood the meaning of the Zhou sisters' words, and their eyes were full of oppression. Han Yan still smiled lightly and said: Yes, the injury is indeed healed, but today Yan'er got dizzy and fell, and then tore the old wound again.

Before the officers and soldiers could speak, Zhuang Yushan said, Could Fourth Sister show us that wound?

Han Yan smiled and remained silent.

Seeing that the matter was about to be resolved, but Zhuang Yushan refused to let go, Zhuang Hanming was very annoyed, looked at her and said: Why should I show it to you! So far, Zhuang Yushan is too hateful!

Da Zhou said with a smile: Yan'er don't need to be nervous, it's not that Yu'er doubts your words, it's just that it's unusual to have an assassin in the house now, and it really shouldn't be careless. Let's talk about it. She looked at Han Yan with a blank expression on her face. Discrimination: If there is really an injury, wouldn't it be better for the master to send someone to see a doctor?

The officer and soldier also said, Madam Zhuang, please allow us to take a look at the wound.

Han Yan was noncommittal, but only looked at Da Zhou's smile, and when the rest of the people who laughed were a little terrified, he slowly said: The difference between what Auntie said is not that if you are injured, but that you are really injured. It's just that Han Yan When I was injured, my father and my aunt just didn’t know about it.” Her tone was sarcasm: “Speaking of which, I really have to thank this assassin, otherwise, Hanyan’s injury may not be able to invite a doctor, and only heals slowly gone.

This is to say that the Zhou sisters are hypocritical, and at the same time, it also shows that Hanyan's status in the Zhuang family is humble, and no one pays attention to her injuries. She has to wait until an assassin comes to show her wounds.

Fourth younger sister can say anything now. Zhuang Yushan's smile was a bit ferocious: Just let us see the wound.

Wound? Han Yan smiled and said, Is it necessary to look at Han Yan's wound today?

There was a cruelty in Zhou's smile that could not be refused: Miss Si, this is for the good of the Zhuang family.

They are all convinced that Han Yan has no wounds, and all the rhetoric is just to cover up, as long as Han Yan has no injuries, what he said just now is all lies, and if they cannot explain the origin of the blood, they are harboring assassins. Now, even the emperor can't save her!