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The night was dark, and the farce that had been going on in the Yangzhou City had gradually subsided. Only, the citizens who were admiring the lamps had already lost their interest in continuing to play and were returning home one by one. The Mid-Autumn Festival, which had always been bustling with noise and excitement until dawn, had actually come to an end this year.

Although half of the city had already fallen asleep, there was one place that was extremely lively, as if they had just awoken from a deep slumber. That was the place where Yangzhou s had emerged from the Flower Mansion.

No matter how much they fled outside, the flower beds far away from the God-level temple were not affected in the slightest. Dai Jun was covered in makeup, the cicada's hair was fully clothed, and delicate jade was peeling spring onions. She grew in the fragrant jade sleeves, and was as beautiful as jade.

In a rather spacious room on the second floor, Cheng Fu Shan sat gloomily on a cloud inlaid stone chair with yellow pear carved design. His fingers tightly gripped a white jade wine cup, his veins bulging as he stared at the middle-aged man kneeling on the floor, dressed like a butler.

"Say it again."

The Death Soldier who should have come back early to report the news had not returned. Chu Fushan was anxious and agitated, but everything was already set up, so he could only restrain his urge to send someone to scout, in case something went wrong.

It was only at the end of Yin Qi that the person in front of him had arrived late. Moreover, the news he had brought with him made Cheng Fushan wish he could skin him alive on the spot!

The butler knelt on the ground and kowtowed for a long time. With his head close to the ground, he said in a trembling voice, "The Shadow Sect sent out this time acted according to Master's instructions. Although the shadow is still in hot pursuit, but that person seems to have already predicted Master's plan and lured the shadow into an ambush. In the battle, the shadow, the shadow is completely annihilated. "

He was the tail that had been left behind in the shadows to keep watch over all of Shadow's duties and prevent traitors. This time, he was far behind, and with the cover of the house, he was able to see the tragic fight in the alley clearly. From the moment the last shadow rushed into the room, to the moment it let out a scream, he decisively retreated.

He was extremely clear in his heart that Cheng Fu Shan's methods were vicious. When he stepped into this sect, he had already made up his mind that he would definitely transfer this matter to someone else. The only thing that would attract Fu Shan's attention would undoubtedly be a traitor.

As a result, under his seemingly indiscernible hints, Chengfu Mountain's thoughts had indeed shifted away from the failure of the Umbra.

"What's going on?"

Cheng Fu Shan frowned, he was sure that the middle autumn night Yangzhou City would have a lantern festival, but in the past, it had always been arranged extremely well, and there had never been a incident of them going astray, why would they suddenly appear here?

The steward was delighted, but he replied with fear on his face, "The city guards have checked carefully. They found out that a few carts filled with wet straw had caught fire. Smoke rose. The civilians thought that they had gone into the water. They started to panic."

It was the equinox, and the dew was heavy at night. Even the dry straw could not be easily burned, let alone the wet straw. This was clearly someone deliberately using this to spoil his plans!

Cheng Fu Shan's face was ashen as he glared venomously at the butler's dark head, "What else did you see? "Speak!"

Shadow Tracking," the steward said hesitantly. "We made it back to Skywater Alley after a long detour. We almost lost track of him. Finally, we found a trail of him by a carriage." He glanced at the furious Cheng Fushan, paused for a moment, and then quickly said, "That carriage seemed to have the Ye Family's sign, and its target is a girl in his arms. Although it doesn't look real, it looks like the Ye Family's girl.

He only saw the target carrying a person out of the carriage, and from the looks of it, the target was a girl. Since it was Ye Family's carriage, he took it for granted that it was Ye Family's girl.

"Bam!" Cheng Fu Shan then smashed the white jade wine cup onto the person in front of him as he roared with a ferocious expression, "Scram!"

The butler only felt a sharp pain on the back of his head as warm liquid flowed down his hair. He didn't even dare to raise his hand. After kowtowing and trembling, he crawled back out of the room while enduring the pain.

After the door had been tightly shut, Cheng Fu Shan suddenly stood up and swept the plates and cups on the carved round table with one hand. Amidst the ear-piercing cracking sounds, he flipped over the round table beneath him, and looking at the mess on the floor, he felt that it was not enough.

"Ye Family, Ye Lin!" His eyes were half closed as he stared at the drowsy picture of a lady on the screen. His face was dark and white, and his voice was fierce and scary. It sounded like he was gritting his teeth. It was extremely resentful.

When the golden light of dawn peeked out from the horizon, it was only then that Jin Lan fell asleep. The Madame SHen's heart ached for Jin Lan, who had been frightened all night, so she stayed by the bed. After she had gone to sleep, she stood up and went to the Jiayu Hall to pay respects to the Old Madame Ye.

Madame SHen was also extremely nervous, if it were not for her daughter, shshewould have been unable to hold on for a long time. She anxiously walked forward, and her legs were weak and weak, causing him to immediately stumble, if not for Hui Xiu who was quick, he would have fallen down.

Hui Xiu held onto Madame SHen's cold hands, her eyes filled with worry, "Madam, you haven't slept for the entire night, it's still early, why don't you go inside the house to rest for a bit, and then pay respects to the old lady?"

Madame SHen took a deep breath, steadied her swaying body, and shook her head: "It's alright, the old lady always gets up early, it's not appropriate to be late."

She might as well take the initiative to come over and take the blame for the matter of her return last night, as to buy more time for the Jin Lan who had just fallen asleep.

Hui Xiu and Man Ping looked at each other, seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes, so they could only each stand to one side, steadily supporting Madame SHen as she headed towards the Jiayu Hall.

Forget about the matter regarding Jiayu Hall, when Jin Lan woke up, it was already past noon. Wan Ju and the other servants who should have been waiting inside had gone off somewhere, and it was quiet inside and outside.

She rubbed her somewhat sore eyes and endured the burning itch in her throat. She sat up from the bed, but was unwilling to call a maid. After fastening her belt, she moved to the bedside and prepared to put on her shoes. When she looked down, she saw the vivid red peony embroidery on the white silk of the moon.

Ah!" She let out a sharp scream, and with a shake of her hand, the embroidered shoes fell off her hands. She quickly retracted her legs, and headed towards the side of the bed.

Bang! The red wooden door was pushed open from the outside and Mama Tang and Wan Ju ran in quickly.

Seeing Jin Lan curled up in a corner with his body trembling, Mama Tang and Wan Ju's hearts tensed up. They looked at each other for a moment, then Mama Tang called out gently, "Miss."

Jin Lan raised her pale little face, and large tears rolled down her pale cheeks. With a terrified look in her eyes, she whispered, "Mama, blood, blood."

The Mama Tang gave Wan Ju a meaningful glance and told her to close the door behind her. She walked over with light steps and slowly sat on the edge of the bed, saying loudly: "Miss has a bad dream, this room is good, where did the blood come from?" As she spoke, she reached out her hand to embrace Jin Lan.

Jin Lan retreated backwards as fast as lightning, avoiding the hand the Mama Tang was reaching out to him, and pointed under the bed with a terrified expression: "There is! On the shoes. "

Mama Tang suspiciously looked at the collapsed embroidered shoes. When her eyes touched the peony on the shoes, he immediately understood. Without saying anything, she bent down to pick up the exquisite embroidered shoes and left the room.

Seeing that, Wan Ju hurriedly picked it up and brought it out.

Mama Tang turned around and smiled lovingly at Jin Lan: "Miss, don't be afraid, Mama has already thrown it away for you."

Only then did Jin Lan regain his senses, and threw himself into Mama Tang's embrace, choking on his emotions with a soft but suppressed sound.

Mama Tang silently sighed, her warm hands lightly stroking Jin Lan's back, quietly waiting for her to vent.

After a long while, Jin Lan raised his slightly red and swollen eyes and said softly to the Mama Tang, "Mama, prepare some water, I want to take a bath."

Mama Tang nodded her head, she called over Wan Ju and Bi He who were standing guard outside and had them make the necessary arrangements, while she poured Jin Lan some hot tea.

After a while, Jin Lan sat in the oak barrel, her body was immersed in the hot water, and she slowly softened. The hazy mist before her dazed her for a moment, before sending Mama Tang and the rest away.

She lowered her head to look at the water surface that was covered with petals, which covered her shoulders. Everything that had happened last night flooded her mind once again. Every scene, every fragment, had made her feel pain. Anger and grievance welled up in her moist eyes.

He didn't kill her.

Jin Lan took out a wet, delicate hand that had a few petals on it and gently covered his eyes.

He had originally thought that he was in debt, but now, he was even.

He saved her life.

She acted as bait, returning the favor with her life.

In the future, they would not owe each other anything, and only a single transaction would be left.

Thinking about Madame SHen, Jin Lan's hand stopped and slowly lowered.

If she remembered correctly, her mother seemed to have been guarding her all this time. How did she wake up and disappear?

Jin Lan's thoughts changed slightly, and he heard a few light knocks on the door. An anxious voice was heard. "Miss, are you done washing?"

It's Wan Ju. Jin Lan looked at the closed door, "What's the matter? "Come in."

Wan Ju pushed the door open and entered. Seeing that Jin Lan was safe, he heaved a sigh of relief in his heart and hurriedly went forward to reply, "Miss, the Big Sister Yan Rong from the old lady's room has come. She said that she wants to invite you to visit her Jiayu Hall."

Old lady? Jin Lan frowned, then stood up from the water. "Help me change my clothes."