Zhao Wanxi is silent. She is also pondering over Chao San's question. Who wants to kill her?
Toward the third class can't get her answer, the Mou light passes a touch of dark color, silent color, quietly walked around the attic for a circle, took the lead to go downstairs to leave.
"Hello! Who are you? In and out of Cuiyuan, you don't even say hello. Do you know how to be polite
Joan drinks at the back of the man's head. Her sharp voice is full of displeasure. Cuiyuan's fire has been burned like this. She also wants to get angry.
Chao San looked back and looked at the little girl from head to foot. She blushed: "I'm Chao San. I'm the seventh prince. I'm going to go back to my house from Wanxi girl."
It's said that he is the seventh prince. Lin Qiaoyu's Apricot eyes are tight for a moment, and she can't take care of the mess in front of her. She hurried forward and stopped Chao San's way -
"the seventh prince sent someone to pick up my son yesterday, but he didn't come back all night. This matter Should the seventh prince give an explanation? Please bring a message to the seventh prince. Although our Xi'er is a concubine, she still wants to be famous. "
Facing three, his cheeks were slightly red: "er His wife's words will be conveyed to the seventh prince. "
Leaving this sentence behind, Chao San ran away from Cuiyuan as if, only to hear Joan's gentle hum coming from behind --
"madam is right, our eldest lady's reputation is more important."
At this time, Zhao Wanxi leaned out her head from the upstairs and said half jokingly and half seriously: "mother should thank the seventh prince. If she hadn't delayed the time last night for his medical treatment, her daughter would have become a ghost."
Lin Qiaoyu and Joan were stunned on the spot, only heard a sharp voice outside the hospital -
"yo! What's the matter? Before dawn, I heard the noise outside. They all said that Cuiyuan had left the water, and the master went to the palace early. I was worried that my sister could not deal with it alone, so I rushed over. "
The second lady, he Xunmei, appeared in the green garden, and called Lin Qiaoyu's elder sister warmly. Standing on the corridor on the second floor, Zhao Wanxi's black and white eyes clearly showed contempt.
Lin Qiaoyu glanced at he Xunmei and said, "the fire has gone out. Thank you for your concern."
He Xunmei's beautiful eyes and bones look around. It's not difficult to see from the appearance that the fire is mainly concentrated in the master bedroom on the second floor. The black smoke is beyond recognition, and the inside must be burned badly.
"I forgot to ask my elder sister, can I return the account book borrowed the day before yesterday to housekeeper Qin?"
Lin Qiaoyu's face suddenly changed with the words from the second lady. She handed the account book to Wan Xi the day before yesterday and told her to take it to housekeeper Qin. I don't know if the girl has returned it. If she forgets to return it, it's a fire
Lin Qiaoyu didn't dare to think about it any more. He Xunmei had already guessed the answer from her face. A faint smile of evil spirit appeared on her lips --
"that account book is very important. My sister will not be careless. If something goes wrong, my master will be furious."
Zhao Wanxi, a condescending woman, takes all the women's ill intentioned thoughts into her eyes. Thanks to Lin Qiaoyu, she wanted to let her go. Now it seems that such a woman is really not worthy of managing the internal affairs of the taishifu.
The fire last night Zhao Wanxi feels more and more strange about the fire, and she doesn't believe in coincidence. It happens that the account book is taken back to Cuiyuan, and Cuiyuan is on fire inexplicably. It's more like someone deliberately did it.