The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

  Ye Xiu turned around alone, thinking carefully for a while.

   Could it be that the murderer was looking for something in the warehouse?

   But even so, the master's martial arts is so high that ordinary people can't hurt him at all. Now he is not only seriously injured, but also dying.

"Did you think of something?" Meng Ziqian felt uncomfortable. The clan elders always loved him very much. In the entire clan’s old mansion, his father preferred the concubine and his mother’s feelings were weak. All he could say was Mongolian chess.

  And the only elder who treats him well with the chess piece is the old clan.

  Nowadays, the grandfather who has always loved him has an accident right under his nose, but he has done nothing at all, and he is even more resentful in his heart.

   Ye Xiu shook his head alone, "I want to go to the warehouse to have a look."

   "Well, I'll take you." Meng Ziqian trusts Ye Xiudu's cousin very much. When they were young, they had a good relationship. Even if they haven't seen each other for many years, there is still some tacit understanding.

  Ye Xiu Du followed Meng Ziqian for a few steps, then suddenly stopped and said, "Wait for me."

   After he said, he walked back to the back room again, looked at the clan elders, his palms were tight, and he let out a long breath. Then he turned to face Menglu and said, "The patriarch, this room, from this moment on, no one can come in except you and Qiongshan doctor, please send someone to guard the door."

  Menglu was taken aback, "No one is allowed to come in?"

   "Yes, I don't trust anyone."

   "But..." Menglu hesitated. After all, this is the old mansion of the famous clan. Such an arrangement might cause dissatisfaction.

   "Including me." Ye Xiudu didn't wait for him to finish, so he added, "So, it's not biased, no one dares to have an opinion anymore."

  Meng Lu squinted his eyes, glanced at Ye Xiu, and smiled, "I know, I will say this is my idea."

   In the end, it is Ye Xiu Duo, the heir to the emperor of Feng Cang Kingdom, and the grandson that the elders of the clan most value and love.

  Ye Xiudu nodded, turned and left the inner room, and went to the other courtyard with Meng Ziqian.

  At this moment, the sky is already bright.

  Ye Xiudu raised his head and looked at the sky, his heart heavy. Qinger, hold on for a while.

  He will find her as soon as possible, and will never put her in danger again.

  Ye Xiu pursed his lips alone and withdrew his gaze. Meng Ziqian has already gone to lead a horse, although the other courtyard is not far from here, but time is running out now, and he will be able to ride a lot soon.

  I don’t know when I arrived at Wentian outside the old mansion of the famous clan, walked to him silently, and whispered, "Master, Mother Ge, there is already whereabouts."

   "Send someone to stare at first. The top priority is to find Qinger and find the murderer."

   Wentian nodded, "Yes."

  Yixiu's single eyebrows tightened, and Grandma Ge found it. If Qinger knew the news, she would be delighted.

  "Grandma Ge, Grandma Ge, Grandma Ge..." Yu Qingluo suddenly sat up from the stone bed, her head blank for a moment.

  It took a while before she could see where she was, her eyes fell on the stone wall not far away, and she closed her eyes and exhaled. There was sweat on her forehead and her palms were wet.

  Thinking of the blood that I had just seen in my dream, my heartbeat suddenly speeded up a lot.

   is probably a clue to knowing Grandma Ge before going to bed, but she would dream of something unexpected.

  Yu Qingluo took out the wrinkled piece of rice paper from her arms, glanced at it twice, and put it back again after a long while.

  She wiped her sweat and got off the stone bed to move around. Only then did she feel more energetic.

  I don’t know what time it is now. This secret room is dark. She only knows that she slept, but she doesn’t know whether it is day or night. It really hurts.

   was thinking, a sound suddenly came from Shimen.

  Yu Qingluo abruptly condensed the expression on her face, turned her head to look to her left hand.

  It was Mengpa who entered the door, followed by the old woman yesterday, still with her head down and a food container in her hand.

  Yuqing fell in a mocking corner of her mouth, "You are really quite leisurely, staring at me personally every meal, it's unappetizing, you know?"

"Girl Jade is a distinguished guest, of course I have to entertain myself personally, otherwise I would be negligent, isn't it my fault?" Meng Po didn't think it was a pestle, and Shi Shiran sat opposite her, waving his hand to let the mother-in-law put all the food on the table. .

   "Does today's food meet Miss Yu's appetite?"

  Yu Qingluo glanced at it. On the table, there was a bowl of millet porridge, a few shrimp dumplings, and a few side dishes. This time it was a combination of meat and vegetables, with balanced nutrition.

  She glanced at Mengpo slantingly, guessing in her heart that these are the appearances of breakfast, so it should be not long after dawn.

  Yu Qingluo had a good idea, and started to eat calmly. Her appetite has always been very good. This porridge is cooked very well and very refreshing.

  Mengpo shook his head. It was the first time he saw such a woman, and he didn’t know what she was thinking.

  In fact, Yu Qingluo is very anxious now, and her heartbeat is a little anxious. She wanted to look up at the silent woman with her head down. But Meng Po, who was on the side, stared at her and was very alert. She was afraid that a look in her eyes would expose the woman.

  Therefore, she can only drink porridge in small sips, seemingly indifferent.

  When the porridge bowl reached the bottom and all the side dishes were eaten, she put down her chopsticks in an elegant manner.

  Mengpo looked at the clean dishes in front of him, and then twitched his mouth again. Why is her appetite so big? Staying in this secret room all day, except for eating, she was in a daze, and she didn't need to do physical work. How could she be able to eat like this?

  Mengpo looked at Yu Qingluo with weird eyes. He waved his hand and asked the woman to put away the bowls and chopsticks.

  Yu Qingluo watched him not leave, raised her eyebrows strangely, "Are you going to stay and chat with me?"

   "If Miss Jade needs it, there is nothing wrong with it."

"No, I don't have a common language with you. If you don't speak too much, you should go. When I see you like this, I think of the hatred you helped me get back. I really want to catch Huahua in your face." After she finished speaking, she lay back on the stone bed and closed her eyes.

   "Girl Jade won't be going to bed again, right." Mengpo thought it was incredible. He thought she should be very bored in this secret room alone, eager to find someone to talk to, at least, she would be willing to talk to him, so that she could get something out of his mouth anyway.

  She was good, wishing to be alone.

  Yu Qingluo ignored him, put her hands under her head, and closed her eyes seriously.

  Mengpo stood there for a while, and finally gave a cold snort, turned and left.

  The Shimen closed again, and Yu Qing immediately twisted her eyebrows. She couldn't go on like this. She didn't have the opportunity to talk to the woman alone. Every time the woman came in, Mengpo would follow in. They couldn't be alone, and she couldn't understand the whereabouts of Grandma Ge.

  Yu Qingluo pursed her lips, and got up from the stone bed again, thinking for a long time against her forehead.

  Half an hour later, she squinted her eyes and laughed.

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