The maids and wives of Lanyuan were all in high spirits, excitedly going to each house and courtyard to inform everyone.
It was the first time that Yu Linglong invited everyone to the theater in the past few months since she entered the Yu Mansion, who would dare not come? Besides, Yu Linglong clearly stated that the reason for inviting the theater troupe is to welcome Mrs. Yu back home, even if someone wants to lose face to Yu Linglong, they have to give Mrs. Yu face.
If you don't go to the theater, is it because Mrs. Yu is not welcome
No one can afford this big hat, and there are very lively maids at the side to tease the master, so all the masters, big and small, in the Yu Mansion agreed to go back, even Mrs. Mu was no exception.
As soon as the stage of Lubao Class was set up, people arrived one after another and took their seats.
Yu Qianfang's hair had already grown an inch, and the black veil was still densely wrapped around her head in the hot weather, but the bluish-white scalp finally disappeared.
The scars on Yu Qianjiao's face were not healed, but fortunately, Mrs. Mu did everything possible to find a pair of ivory dentures for her, which finally supported her sunken cheeks, so that she would not be too embarrassing.
Yu Qianliu was not injured, and her hair was in good shape, but when she saw Yu Linglong, she had the expression of a mouse seeing a cat, hiding away and not daring to approach.
Yu Linglong looked around at the crowd, she couldn't help being in a good mood, now, no one in Yufu would dare to look down on her as a concubine, let alone bully her.
Yu Weide and Yu Weiyuan were sitting at the same table, as usual, they were still and moved, which was not very noticeable.
With Aunt Dong's support, Mrs. Mu slowly walked to the upper seat. Seeing Yu Linglong sitting on one side, she quickly sat down on the other side, looking at Yu Linglong nervously from time to time.
This girl wants to invite everyone to a play
She didn't believe that Yu Linglong would be so kind, thinking that the money for going to the theater was all taken away from her, and Mu's heart ached intermittently.
But she didn't dare to say anything, Yu Linglong was using the guise of Mrs. Yu, even if she was the mistress, she couldn't find fault.
Mrs. Yu finally arrived, and everyone hurriedly stood up to salute, and said in unison, "Greetings to Mrs. Yu."
Mrs. Yu lived on the mountain for three years, and now she saw the scene full of children and grandchildren, she couldn't help but smile all over her face: "Get up quickly."
Yu Linglong sat beside Mrs. Yu, and said: "What kind of drama does this old lady like to listen to, just focus on it."
The head teacher who had been waiting at the side hastily presented the playbook, and Ningshuang, the maid beside Mrs. Yu, took it and handed it to Mrs. Yu: "Old lady, please read it."
Mrs. Yu smiled and said to Yu Linglong: "It's hard to be filial to you, this Lu Bao class is extremely difficult to get."
Yu Linglong smiled slightly, but didn't take it to heart. Right now, she has more important things to worry about.
Mrs. Yu flipped through the playbook, ordered a few lively plays, smiled and said to the class master: "Well done, our Fourth Miss rewards you very much!"
After speaking, he teased Yu Linglong: "Si girl, don't be stingy, if there is no reward, I'm afraid they won't sing with all their heart!"
Yu Linglong pursed her lips and nodded lightly, the head of the class beamed with joy, and bowed respectfully: "Please rest assured, old madam and fourth young lady, you guys will definitely use all your abilities to serve the nobles well. "
The head of the group traveled all over the world and was well-informed, so he could tell at a glance who was in charge of the mansion, so he naturally tried his best to flatter him.
Mu's mistress was left alone, she was so angry that she kept her face sullen and said nothing, she was almost aggrieved and hurt internally.
With Yu Linglong present, the others didn't dare to show their airs. Only Aunt Mei was at the side, offering tea and joking with Mrs. Yu, so it wasn't too cold.
After a while, the gongs had already started on the stage, and the dull atmosphere gradually became lively.
Yu Linglong sat for a while, then got up and walked out, Ling'er and Hemerocallis hurried to follow, but she waved her hand to stop her.
There are some things she has to do herself.
Seeing that the sun was already high, the Yu Mansion was quiet everywhere, everyone was watching the play, and there was no one in sight for a while.
Yu Linglong walked slowly in the garden, the sky was scorching sun, the ground was full of life, but she didn't feel the scorching heat at all, only felt a cold and invisible pressure slowly approaching around her.
Sensing a gust of wind behind her keenly, she said coldly without turning her head, "Aren't you tired after following me for so long?"
In the blink of an eye, a tall black figure appeared beside her. The silver mask was shining coldly in the sun, and the silver eagle on the corner of the robe was fluttering in the grass beside the road, fluttering like a butterfly.
The man's thin lips curled up slowly, and a pair of radiant eyes looked down at Yu Linglong, probing and ridiculing: "Since you know you can't escape my eyes and ears, why don't you hand him over generously?"
Yu Linglong snorted coldly: "A person who secretly watches others, does he have the face to talk about being upright?"
The man's eyes suddenly became cold: "You are testing my patience."
The tall body suddenly approached, full of menacing power, Yu Linglong only felt a familiar smell passed through her nose, and before she could think of anything, the man's deep voice rang in her ears.
"I don't have that much patience, so you'd better hand him over to me immediately!"
Yu Linglong's expression did not change, she continued to walk forward slowly: "Don't follow me anymore, even I don't know where he is now."
The slender arm was suddenly grabbed by the man's big hand, and the man's suppressed anger sounded like thunder from the sky, making people's ears buzz: "So, you really let Feng Xuanyuan go!?"
The corner of Yu Linglong's tender mouth raised a mocking smile: "Didn't you already know?"
Two clusters of angry flames were jumping in the man's eyes, about to burst out, trying to burn the petite woman in front of him: "Impossible! I ordered people to guard all the exits—"
Yu Linglong raised her pretty face without fear, and interrupted him coldly: "Are you sure, you know every exit of Yu Mansion?"
The man suddenly let go of Yu Linglong's hand, and raised his hand to push Yu Linglong away: "You are too brave!"
Before the palm touched Yu Linglong's clothes, a small white hand squeezed her wrist tightly in the blink of an eye. Yu Linglong's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, staring straight at the eyes behind the silver mask.
"If you don't catch anyone, how will your master punish you? Huh?"
Feeling the sudden tension of the man's muscles in her hand, Yu Linglong slowly let go of her hand: "You may still have time to chase after him now."
There was a doubtful arc on the corner of the man's lips: "Will you help me?"
Yu Linglong sneered: "I'm not interested in the grievances between you, what I want is to stay out of the matter and not help each other."
So she only wanted Feng Xuanyuan not to die in the Jade Mansion, and not to have anything to do with her. As for leaving the Jade Mansion, Feng Xuanyuan's life or death had nothing to do with her.
With a cold light in his dark eyes, he pierced Yu Linglong's beautiful face. The man stared at her for a moment, then turned around suddenly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Yu Linglong watched the black shadow disappear like a ghost, and immediately turned back to the stage.
"Hemerocallis, Linger, follow the plan."
…
Night finally came.
The leader of the Lubao class got the reward and asked everyone to pack up, then walked to the back door.
A few figures in the dark stared closely at the movement of everyone in the troupe, and whispered, "How is it? Is there any problem?"
"I've checked. There were twenty-eight people when we came this morning, and now there are twenty-five people. There should be three more people in the carriage."
"Should? Are you sure you're not sure!?"
"this… "
"Don't you know the commander's temper? Are you sure or not!?"
After a moment of silence, the answer came in a low voice: "Not sure."
"It's better to kill the wrong one than let it go." A cold voice sounded in the darkness, "Search!"
As soon as Lu Baoban and his party turned the corner, they were stopped by several men in black.
Feeling that the other party was not kind, the class leader quickly trotted a few steps and walked forward: "Everyone is a good man, is there anything I can help..."
Before the leader could finish speaking, he was roughly pushed away by the man in black, and several black figures went straight to the carriage.
The people around were all terrified by this sudden situation, and no one dared to step forward.
The thin car curtain was lifted suddenly, and several people in the car were startled, all raising their faces.
With the dim light of the lantern at the front of the car, the ink-heavy faces in the car looked extraordinarily strange.
Looking at the costumes they hadn't had time to change, the leader of the man in black snorted heavily, looked around them sharply, and confirmed that there were only three people in the narrow compartment, so he lowered the curtain.
The man in black turned around and left without saying a word, disappearing as if he had appeared suddenly.
The people who were still in shock looked at each other, the leader came back to his senses and waved in a panic: "Go, go!"
…
Three days passed, and the days seem to have returned to calm. The only change in Pinlan Garden is that Tong Hua, who has never been reused, is suddenly promoted to a second-class maid, who can enter the inner room to serve Yu Linglong.
In the quiet afternoon, there were only bursts of cicadas chirping in the yard. Xiaoqing sat in the shadow of the porch, flying up and down with her dexterous hands, tying a cumbersome net.
When the curtain of the main room rang, Xiao Qing looked up and saw Tong Hua coming out with a basin of water, she hurriedly put away the work in her hand, and greeted her with a smile: "Miss, are you awake? "
Tonghua smiled shyly: "Not yet."
Seeing Xiaoqing look at the copper basin in her hand, the tung flower is low