When Wang Cao said halfway, Ouyang Rong had dropped his whip, dumped him, and broke into the house.

Ouyang Rong did not hide the slightest practice at all.

I saw a lot of familiar maids outside the door of the courtyard, all of which were beside the mother -in -law. At this time, they bowed their heads.

Without waiting for them to respond, Ouyang Rong had jumped instantly, rushed into the courtyard, and saw it as soon as he entered the door. The three people in the courtyard were squatting and lying on the stone table.

Lying on the ground is the daughter -in -law's personal girl!

She seemed to be in a coma, and fell on the ground next to the stone table.

It seems that the bowls on the table have fallen to the ground. The ground on the whole body of Silla is full of broken porcelain slices and splattered tea liquid. Among these tea water stains, there are still some fine noodles.

Cut the palm.

The study rooms, bedrooms and other places in Bingzhai are neat and intact. Only the stone table in the courtyard is borrowed by a wolf, and it cooperates with the dangling of a certain autumn in the wind, and it is reflected in Ouyang Rong's shrinking dark pupils.

Ye Wei likes squatting next to half thin, and among the people who care for help.

Zhen Shuyuan stood aside, the ten fingers of the handkerchief were tight, and the jade face was irony.

"Tan Lang!"

Zhen Shuyuan, Ye Wei, found Ouyang Rong, who was parked at the door, almost neatly shouted, with crying cavity and ... guilty.

Seeing this scene, Ouyang Rong's footsteps slowed down.

He walked slowly to the three women, and looked down at them.

The semi -thin was gradually awakened, her eyes were stitched, and she found the eyes of everyone in front of her.

"Woohoo ... all of them are blame slaves, slaves are useless, there is no stop ... slavery is really a waste ..."

The sobbing sound echoed in the courtyard, the words were intermittent, and the words of crying were not good.

Looking at the sorrowfulness of the half -fine tears, the appearance of nonsense, there is no need to listen to her words. Zhen Shuyuan, Ye Wei's heart that the two daughters have fell like an ice cave.

Some of them were afraid to look at Tan Lang next to him. At this moment, they were afraid of seeing his look.

However, for a while, the two women found strangely, and the young people next to the Confucian shirts were extremely quiet,

Ouyang Rong squatted down, pinched the sleeves in his right hand, wiped the half -thin dirty face, looked at her, and opened a calm look:

"Don't be in a hurry. Speak slowly. Don't be afraid. I'm here. Tell me everything you saw. Don't miss anything."

Banxi looked at Ouyang Rong blankly, sobbed and cried for a while, finally took a breath, and said in a tearful voice:

"Young master, woo woo, Sister Xiu Niang has an acquaintance here. After entering the yard, the servant listened to Sister Wei Lai's instructions and brought noodles and tea. She was waiting outside the Yinbingzhai, hoping to wait for Sister Xiu Niang to see off the guest.

Woohoo.

"It was fine at first. There was no movement in the yard. They were probably eating noodles and drinking tea. But after waiting for a while, a special sound of Sister Xiu Niang wearing a white hairpin on her head suddenly came from the yard. The slave girl felt it was a bit strange. Just as she approached the courtyard door,

Then I heard the sound of teacups and noodle bowls falling to the floor.

"My servant was worried, so she pushed the door in. When she took a closer look, she saw that Sister Xiu Niang had fainted on the table. She didn't know what happened. A strange barefoot lady in a white dress was about to take her away. Where is your servant?

It can be made, Sister Wei Lai specially warned,

To keep an eye on Sister Xiu Niang, the slave went over to stop her and wanted to snatch Sister Xiu Niang back. The girl in the white skirt was surprisingly strong and pushed the slave away forcefully. The slave's eyes turned red and she shouted loudly. The next moment, the back of her head hurt.

My vision went dark and I can't remember anything..."

Ye Weilai's eyes were red and her head was buried deeply:

"Tan Lang, when slave sent Sister Xiu Niang back to Yinbingzhai, she heard a strange sound of bells and smelled a strange smell. Sister Xiu Niang found a reason to send slave away. Nu'er roughly guessed that an acquaintance of hers was here.

I didn’t want to disturb you, but I was worried, so I asked Wei Lai to send me face and tea, which was a polite reception on behalf of Tan Lang. I thought that the visitor would understand the etiquette and not dare to be rude, but I didn’t know that it would be like this..."

When Ye Weilai said this, she choked up and couldn't speak, and she shed tears together with Banxi who was crying with grievances.

Ouyang Rong remained silent, looked around, suddenly stood up, walked to the stone table, bent down in an inconspicuous haystack, and picked up something.

An ice-white jade hairpin stained with gray.
Chapter completed!