"Ah? But you haven't changed your clothes yet!" Wen Lan was using a handkerchief dipped in warm water to wipe the stains on her sleeves.
"It's too late, we're leaving now."
Ever since she was hit inexplicably and her clothes were stained, she felt that something was wrong.
The table she was sitting at was not the main table, and it was leaning against the side. Even if the servant girl served tea, she would basically not walk by her side. In addition, she was reminded by Sister Su's words earlier, and she felt that this matter was even more serious. It's strange.
Although Chu Lian had asked the young and the blue by his side just in case, although they had nothing to say about their fists and kicks, they would not be foolproof after all.
This is the British government residence, not the Jing'anbo residence.
She is not from Chu Lian, and she is even more unfamiliar with this place. In addition, there is Xiao Bojian in the dark, so she cannot be sure that nothing will happen to her.
So the best way to avoid surprises is to get out now!
Thinking of that time at Defeng Tea House, even asking questions about Qing and Lan didn't stop Xiao Bojian, and she was even more afraid for a while.
At this moment, Chu Lian regretted coming to the British government to attend Chu Yuan's wedding ceremony.
Asking Qing and asking Lan naturally listened to Chu Lian.
The three master and servant immediately got up to leave this secluded wing.
Chu Lian pushed the door open, and saw an ordinary-looking purple-clothed maid guarding the door.
Chu Lian's mind turned sharply. When they first came in, there was no one guarding them. When did this maid appear
Suddenly, she winked at Wenqing.
The moment Wen Qing made a grabbing hand, the purple-clothed maid subconsciously bent back to avoid Wen Qing's grabbing.
Chu Lian's mind "exploded" instantly.
This seemingly ordinary servant girl knows kung fu!
Now it's not only Chu Lian who feels bad, Wenqing Wenlan is also sensitive to the danger.
Without Chu Lian opening her mouth, Wenqing Wenlan had already stood in front of her, fighting with this strange purple-clothed maid in front of her.
Chu Lian only knows a few basic self-defense techniques, which are not enough for those who really practice family.
He only watched anxiously as Wenqing Wenlan and the purple-clothed maid fought back and forth.
It can be seen that this seemingly ordinary maid is very skillful, and Wen Qing and Wen Lan deal with her alone, and she doesn't suffer much.
Chu Lian knew that she was still being plotted against, and she was afraid that if she didn't get out as soon as possible, even if she asked Qing Wenlan, she wouldn't be able to keep her.
Now this secluded room is only watched by this strange servant girl, and after a long time, other people will definitely come to ask Qing Wenlan and can't waste time with this servant girl.
With an idea, Chu Lian took out a pouch from her waist, stepped forward two steps, and when the purple-clothed maid was not paying attention, she raised her hand, and a bag of red powder sprinkled on the purple-clothed maid's head and face.
The purple-clothed maid let out an "ah" and closed her eyes in pain, tears streaming down her face.
Chu Lian quickly reminded, "Ask the young and ask the blue!"
Wenqing Wenlan reacted quite quickly, taking advantage of this opportunity, the two of them took down the purple-clothed maid at the same time.
Covering the mouth of the maidservant in purple with a handkerchief, Wenqing knocked her unconscious with a knife and looked at Chu Lian.
Chu Lian made a decisive decision, "Search the body to see if there are any clues, and then send it to the bed in the wing room to hide."
Wenqing Wenlan moved very quickly, and finished what Chu Lian ordered in a short while, but it was a pity that nothing was found on the purple-clothed maid.
"Let's go quickly." Chu Lian said coldly.
Wenqing Wenlan protected her from front to back, and quickly left the wing before no one noticed.
Because he had been to the British government once before, Chu Lian knew the layout of the British government very well. Although he met a few servants on the way, those servants were of low status, so naturally he didn't dare to care why Chu Lian appeared at this time.
The three masters and servants arrived at the second gate unimpeded, Wenqing went to find the guards and coachman of the Jing'an Bo mansion, helped Chu Lian into the carriage, and soon left the British mansion.
Until Chu Lian got into the carriage safely, her heart was still beating fast.
It was too dangerous just now.
Wen Qing's expression on the side was still serious until now, she poured a glass of warm water for Chu Lian, "Third Grandma, drink a glass of warm water to calm down the shock."
Chu Lian took the teacup and held it in his palms to warm his hands, with a dazed expression.
Wen Lan blamed herself very much, "Third Grandmother, they are all slaves who are not good at learning skills, and they can't even beat a maid, and they will make you take risks."
If it weren't for Chu Lian's packet of chili powder just now, Wen Qing Wenlan wouldn't have been able to subdue that purple-clothed maid so quickly.
Chu Lian came back to her senses and shook her head, "You don't have to blame yourself, the maid just now must have undergone special training, and it's normal for you to be no match. Husband doesn't know we came back in a hurry, so send someone to tell him."
Wenqing nodded, and hurried out to give orders.
British government.
In the big flower hall in the front yard, there were a lot of wine and wine. On the female guest's side, a nanny said something in Sister Yuan's ear.
A smug look flashed in Sister Yuan's eyes.
Excitedly, she squeezed the veil tightly in her hand, and whispered a few words in the ear of the mother who came to report the news.
Mammy saluted her and left the flower hall quickly.
He Changdi was stumped by business affairs, and he didn't come out of the military office until after noon. As soon as he got out of the office, he stepped on his horse and went straight to the British government.
When he entered the mansion, he was told that the banquet was about to start, and a special servant took him to the big flower hall in the front yard where the banquet was held.
Before He Changdi had time to greet the officials who came to the banquet, he sent Li Yue to report to Chu Lian.
When Lai Yue came back, his face was not very good-looking.
He Sanlang originally had a cold and stern face, but now seeing Lai Yue's appearance, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of cold air, making people want to bow their heads in fright at a glance.
"What's going on, tell me!"
Lai Yue had no choice but to repeat what he had asked, "Third young master, don't worry, the third grandma was taken to the wing by the second lady to change clothes, and there is Wenqing Wenlan waiting by her side, everything will be fine."
"Where, take me there now!"
Things were getting better and better, he expected that the master would go to see it with his own eyes, otherwise he would never be at ease, so he asked the second lady's side nurse to lead the way.
He Changdi is tall and tall, with an extraordinary temperament, especially since he has been on the battlefield and fought with the Tuhun people, he has a kind of military spirit all over him, how dare the old mother who has lived in the inner house for many years dare to neglect him.
The old mama spoke carefully, she didn't dare to raise her head in front of He Sanlang, she walked lightly aside and pointed the way.
He Sanlang walked halfway along the road, seeing that the place was getting more and more remote, his expression became more and more condensed.
The old mama felt that the cold air around her was getting stronger and stronger. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead in fear, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she was finally approaching the place.
"Master Hou, it's just ahead."
In the secluded and secluded small courtyard for hospitality, there are not many servants around to wait on it. After entering, it is even more quiet and eerie.
When He Changdi walked to the corridor of the wing, his body froze, as if he had been immobilized by something.
People who practice martial arts have sensitive facial features, and He Sanlang immediately heard the unusual voice of joy~love between men and women...