Leng Peng smiled and said, "Okay.
When the woman came out and the two met each other, the woman was full of surprise and let out a low cry. Leng Peng was suspicious, but Xia Sang looked at Leng Peng as usual and smiled, "Young Master Leng's concubine, this is this. What's up?"
Seeing Xia Sang like this, Leng Peng dispelled his doubts, swept towards the woman, and scolded: "The lord from the court is here, don't be rude."
The woman responded in a low voice, then she gathered her spirits and started to play and sing in the hall holding the Yaoqin.
Xia Sang took a sip of wine and chatted with Leng Feihu Leng Peng and others. The woman he knew just now was not Yuzhi! She is Yuzhi's personal maid Yan'er, so where is Yuzhi
Just thinking about it, Leng Shan leaned over to him, this woman had touched Yuzhi, and he wanted to kill her. If she hadn't forcibly restrained her approach, he would have thrown her out.
It's just that now that I know Yan'er, it's easier to handle. I can try to meet her after the banquet and ask her whereabouts Yuzhi.
At this time, the aroma of the dishes diffused from the air, followed by the sound of footsteps coming from outside the door, interspersed with the crisp sound of shackles.
Xia Sang suddenly felt a shudder on his body, raised his eyes and looked over, only to see a group of maids approaching, holding plates in their hands.
Unlike the other women, the woman who was number two at the end had shackles in her hands, and her clothes were tattered and ragged. .
The woman also seemed to notice his unbridled gaze, raised her head suddenly, and glared at him fiercely.
In an instant, the two of them stopped at the same time! Rao is Xia Sang calm, and at the moment when Leng Peng's exploratory eyes swept over, a smile quickly faded from his eyes, and he asked Leng Shan next to him, "Could it be that this maid is particularly naughty, how did you deal with it like this, and her face was broken again? Mutually?"
The last few words were spoken, and the hands under the wine case couldn't stop shaking violently.
That look, calm, but also painful eyes.
is her! It's his jade! She wasn't dead, and nothing made him ecstatic.
It's just that she is no longer the Yuzhi of the past, and she glared at him with an unyielding look, but the big bright eyes of the past were already covered with weather, and the corners of the eyes were covered with scarlet fine wounds.
Her appearance reminded him of a person - Concubine Nian in the Bai Mansion in Yanxia Town. At that time, Concubine Nian's appearance was damaged, just like Yuzhi at this moment.
Yuzhi is not as serious as Concubine Nian, but she has not regained her face. Several knife marks on her left and right cheeks cut the delicate past into pieces, and her hands are even locked with heavy shackles.
Who did it
At that time, he thought about what kind of mood the emperor was looking at concubine Nian in, and what he would think in his heart. Now, he finally understands that he is angry and grief-stricken, wishing he could bear it for him, but he couldn't!
The singing and dancing were still in full swing in the house, Yuzhi was good at qin and zheng, and Yan'er had been with her for a long time and learned a little.
She silently sat on the tablecloth next to her, and suddenly an obscene laughter was pulled out. Out of the corner of her eye, a short man stretched out his hand to her chest. The third master of Humen was overturned.
Yuzhi stepped back and stumbled, the disgusting hand still caressing her chest.
Immediately there was a burst of laughter. The third master smiled and said: "You take off your clothes, and no man wants to fall for you, self-destructing appearance, bah!"
Yuzhi was so sad and angry that she wanted to turn back, but she subconsciously glanced at Xia Sang, she knew he was here to save him, and she didn't want to cause him any trouble. It's just that she can go back now, and what's the difference? But she can't let him risk it!
The eyesight and microglue quickly separated again. The two grew up together since childhood. With one look, half of the eyesight, they already knew each other's thoughts.
Almost without hesitation, she slapped the man's face with a palm, and a violent push hit her heart, and she was slammed to the ground. She wiped the wound on the corner of her mouth and stood up shaking.
Yan'er, who was still playing in the hall, saw that Yuzhi was beaten, and did not dare to make a sound, for fear of causing trouble. She still remembered how ruthless these people were and how they treated Yuzhi.
The third master was furious, and was about to leave his seat and beat Yuzhi hard, but Xia Sang glanced at Leng Shan and said lightly, "I'm not interested anymore."
Leng Shan raised her eyebrows, waved her hand at the minions at the door and shouted, "Don't hurry up and take this little maid off and put him in the woodshed!"
Xia Sang took a sip of wine and smiled at Leng Shan. Leng Shan's face became hot, but Xia Sang got up and walked into the hall, saying, "Young sect master has a blessing, it's really good!"
Sun Peng laughed, but he was quite complacent, and waved to Yan'er again, Yan'er stood up softly, Xia Sang leaned down slightly at this time, stretched out his hand to pick the strings, a string of movements like water rushing, between the electric light and flint, Yan'er was taken aback.
Leng Feihu looked at his face and smiled, "Shan'er, Xia Gongzi loves Xianzhu, you should study hard."
"Father!" Leng Shan smiled shyly, looking angrily at Xia Sang who had walked back to the seat.
The corners of Xia Sang's lips curled slightly, and she raised the cup in her hand.
The banquet didn't last long, Leng Shan looked at Xia Sang with a tired look on her face, and quickly ordered someone to arrange a place for Xia Sang to rest.
In the fourth watch, a figure quietly knocked on the door of Xia Sang's room.
The door opened and closed quickly, and someone came in.
"Director Xia?"
The person who came was Yan'er, who was taken in by Leng Peng as his concubine. It turned out that during the banquet just now, Xia Sang used martial arts to suppress the sound into silk threads while fiddling with the strings, and transmitted it to Yan'er's ears, "Come to me."
Everyone's attention was focused on the momentary music, but they didn't notice the slight movement of Xia Sang's lips.
In the darkness, the man's voice was solemn and urgent, "It's easier for her to be detained separately now, tell me, where is the firewood house?"