Aunt Wan just counted a string of Buddhist beads in her hand without saying anything. A trace of worry flashed in Zhuang Qin's eyes, but she finally lowered her head.
The back room that was kicked open was filled with a faint smell of blood. Although it was covered up with spices, it still leaked out a little bit.
When Mrs. Zhou smelled this smell, she was sure that Han Yan was closely related to the assassin. She screamed in an instant: "Miss Fourth, are you okay?"
But it was still dark, and there was no electric light in the room. It was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly. Zhuang Yushan quickly asked the maid next to him to light the lamp. The moment the light appeared, everything in the room was visible to everyone.
On the cold ground, Han Yan was wearing a plain white coat and a moon-white singlet. She was sitting on the edge of the bed with a face as pale as paper, and her hair was a little messy.
"Oops!" Zhuang Yushan exclaimed, "Fourth sister, what's going on?"
Han Yan seemed to wake up after hearing her voice. He glanced at her feebly and shook his head. Ji Lan quickly helped her sit on the bed again.
The officers and soldiers searched the house but found nothing. Zhou was a little unwilling and looked at Han Yan worriedly and said, "Miss Fourth, has anyone entered this house?"
Zhuang Hanming glared at Mr. Zhou. His words sounded as if Han Yan was hiding someone in the house. If it were spread outside, it would be very unpleasant.
Han Yan shook his head.
But Mrs. Zhou pointed to a blood stain at the foot of the bed and said loudly: "Why is there blood here?"
The officers and soldiers were originally suspicious of Han Yan's unusual behavior, but when they came in, they found no trace of the assassin, and they couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. Hearing what Mr. Zhou said, they immediately gathered around and saw that there was indeed a fresh blood stain at the foot of the bed, which didn't even look dry. Looking at Han Yan, his eyes became sharp: "I hope Miss Zhuang Fourth can give it to me." Wait for an explanation."
But Han Yan looked weak, waved his hand and stopped talking.
Zhuang Yushan suddenly realized: "Is it possible that the fourth sister just fought with that person and now that person has escaped..."
A woman was fighting with an assassin in the middle of the night. It was arousing to the imagination no matter what. Zhuang Hanming was furious: "Shut up!" He walked to Han Yan and wanted to comfort her but didn't know what to say. Although he also wanted to know what happened, he didn't know what to say. I'm afraid that as Zhuang Yushan said, wouldn't that hurt Han Yan even more
During the stalemate, Shu Hong hurried in with a bowl of medicine and said as she walked: "Finally it's done." Han Yan. Ji Lan took the medicine bowl from Shu Hong's hand, brought it to Han Yan's mouth, and fed Han Yan to drink.
"What kind of medicine is this?" Zhuang Hanming asked with some confusion as he had never seen Han Yan drink this medicine before.
Shu Hong replied: "Back to the young master, the young lady is usually weak, so the doctor prescribed a prescription for nourishing qi and blood. Usually she drinks a bowl after getting up in the morning. If she doesn't drink, she will feel dizzy. Today's official The man came in a hurry and didn't have time to cook the medicine. He thought the young lady was ill, so he became weak and had no strength to reply, 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. It was because Han Yan didn't drink medicine this morning that he fell ill, so he didn't have the energy to answer Zhou's questions.
Zhou, however, was still unwilling to give in. She looked at Han Yan and said, "Then where did the blood stains here come from? Blood stains don't appear for no reason?"
With such aggressive words and suspicious looks from the officers and soldiers, Han Yan's face turned a little rosy after drinking the medicine given by Ji Lan. After resting for a while, she had the strength to answer: "I'm really sorry, sir. Han Yan just wanted to I wanted to get up and get down to open the door, but as soon as I got out of bed, I felt dizzy and lost consciousness. I didn't know what happened. When I saw my aunt coming in later, I didn't have the energy to speak. "
She looked at the blood stains and smiled, as if she was extremely embarrassed: "A few days ago, the maids caught a thrush from outside. The thrush was so smart and cute that Han Yan liked it very much." Zhuang Yushan said: " Why is the fourth sister talking about this? Could it be to change the subject? Now what we are wondering about is why there are blood stains."
Han Yan looked at Zhuang Yushan and saw that she looked smug and determined that she had no way to cover up 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 herself Being playful, I accidentally let the thrush run away. The bird flew around the room, and Han Yan chased it. I accidentally fell and broke my hand, which caused blood to flow. "
Da Zhou stepped forward and said, "But the blood stains are obviously fresh. Yan'er, you were injured a few days ago. Why are the blood stains not dry yet?"
The officers and soldiers also heard the meaning of the Zhou sisters' words, and their eyes were filled with oppression. Han Yan still smiled easily and said: "Yes, the injury is indeed healed, but today Yan'er felt dizzy and fell, and the old wound was torn open again."
Without waiting for the officers and soldiers to speak, Zhuang Yushan said, "Fourth sister, can you let us take a look at the injury?"
Han Yan smiled and said nothing.
Seeing that the matter was about to be resolved, Zhuang Yushan refused to give up. Zhuang Hanming was very angry and looked at her and said: "Why should I show it to you!" This clearly meant that he did not believe Han Yan's words and wanted Han Yan to come up with a serious drama and force people to do so. At this point, Zhuang Yushan is really too hateful!
Da Zhou said with a smile: "Yan'er, don't be nervous. It's not that Yu'er doubts your words, but it's very unusual to have an assassin in the house now, so you really shouldn't be careless. Besides." She looked at Han Yan with a confused expression. Bian: "If there is really an injury, wouldn't it be better if I asked a doctor to see it?"
The officer and soldier heard this and said, "Miss Zhuang, please let us take a look at the wound."
Han Yan was noncommittal, but looked at Mr. Zhou's smile, and when the others were a little horrified, he slowly said: "The difference what my aunt said is not that she was injured, but that she was really injured. It's just that Han Yan When he was injured, his father and aunt just didn't know about it." Her tone was sarcastic: "Speaking of which, we really have to thank this assassin. Otherwise, Han Yan's injury might not be able to hire a doctor, and he would have to heal slowly by himself. ”
This means that the Zhou sisters are acting hypocritically, and it also illustrates Han Yan's humble status in the Zhuang Mansion. She was injured but no one paid attention to her, and she had to wait until an assassin came before she was forced to reveal her wounds.
"Fourth sister can say anything now." Zhuang Yushan's smile was a little ferocious: "We just have to let us see the wound."
"Wound?" Han Yan said with a smile: "Is it necessary to see Han Yan's wound today?"
There was a cruelty in Zhou's smile that could not be refused: "Fourth Miss, this is for the good of the Zhuang Mansion."
They were all sure that Han Yan had no wounds, and all the excuses were just to cover up. As long as Han Yan had no wounds on his body, what he said just now were all lies. If he could not explain the origin of the blood stains, he was harboring an assassin. Now, the emperor can't save her!
(End of chapter)