Jiang Yimian then took a closer look at the maid in front of her. She looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, but she was very strong, unlike the maids who served people in the manor.
She asked curiously, "What's your name? Are you from this village?"
The young maid simply smiled and waved her hand, "My name is Xiao Qi, and I came with Brother Wang San and the others."
Jiang Yimian then nodded, "How is Lu Cijian?"
Xiao Qi just smiled and said, "Young Master has already woken up. He's probably at the mine right now. I heard that the officials from the Ministry of Justice will be coming to the manor today to thoroughly investigate the mine case. They're going to the mountain to see if there's anything they've overlooked."
Jiang Yimian was taken aback and asked in disbelief, "Lu Cijian is awake? And he even went up the mountain?"
Others may not know how serious his injuries were, but she did. The three large wounds from the specially made hidden weapons alone were enough to be fatal, not to mention the dozens of other wounds, large and small, each one terrifying.
That guy is crazy! Instead of resting in bed, he dared to go up the mountain. He's insane.
Seeing that she seemed angry, Xiao Qi quickly said, "Don't worry, Miss Jiang, the young master will be fine. He has suffered much more serious injuries before, and sometimes he still has to continue to complete missions the next day!"
Everyone in the Ink Pavilion knows how powerful the young master is and how hard he works. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to win the respect of all the members of the Ink Pavilion and call him "young master."
Everyone assumed that Lu Cijian would be the next Pavilion Master.
Jiang Yimian didn't know whether to be angry or heartbroken. What kind of life did Lu Cijian live before that he had to go on missions even with such serious injuries?
Those people really don't treat him like a human being!
Compared to her organizational life, Lu Cijian's was like hell.
Seeing that Jiang Yimian seemed even angrier after hearing her words, Xiaoqi didn't dare to say anything more and stood silently to the side, but her gaze kept seemingly falling on Jiang Yimian.
Last time, when Second Brother Song went back, he said that the girl the young master liked was very capable and beautiful, but she didn't believe him.
With a young master as cold and aloof as a block of wood, how could he possibly have a girl he likes? He'd probably scare her away.
But now that she's seen her in person, she realizes that Brother Song was right; Miss Jiang is indeed very capable and beautiful.
Even that arrogant old poison master in the Ink Pavilion said that Miss Jiang is very capable and has superb medical skills, so it must be true.
Jiang Yimian had no appetite at the moment and continued to ask, "Where is my father? How is he?"
Xiao Qi quickly said, "It's alright. His wound is an old poison, and Old Chen treated it himself. There won't be any problems. He just didn't wake up because he was too weak."
The young master has arranged a new courtyard for him, where someone will take care of him.
And those rescued from the mine yesterday are mostly out of danger, so you don't need to worry.
Jiang Yimian nodded, then absentmindedly continued poking at the rice in her bowl.
She was somewhat relieved that Jiang Dazhuang hadn't woken up; if he had, she really wouldn't know how to get along with him.
After all, she wasn't the original owner of this body.
She hadn't experienced everything that happened in the small depression with Jiang Dazhuang, so in his heart she was probably still the shy, bashful daughter he remembered.
Even if we haven't seen each other for over a year, their personalities wouldn't change that much.
She didn't know how to explain, and she also didn't know how to get along with this father.
Just then, a joyful voice suddenly rang out from outside the door, "Yimian, you're finally awake! Are you alright?"
Lin Yan'an walked in from outside, dressed in a black robe, still holding the fan in his hand. He looked unwell, probably because he hadn't rested well.
But Xiao Fu, who was following behind him, was smiling happily, holding a food box in his hand. Seeing that Jiang Yimian had already started eating, he said with some surprise, "Miss Jiang, the young master was thinking that you would be hungry, so he specially prepared food for you. I didn't expect you to have started eating already."
Jiang Yimian just smiled and casually said, "Have you eaten yet? Let's eat together."
Lin Yan'an didn't stand on ceremony and had Xiao Fu put all the food he brought on the table. He started eating by himself and asked curiously, "What's up on the mountain? I wanted to go up there to help yesterday, but I heard it was dangerous, and Lu Cijian was there too, so I didn't go."
I think he can definitely help you.
The main reason was that once he learned that Lu Cijian was that damned young master, he lost all interest in going. He was neither skilled in martial arts nor had any good ideas, and if he went up there, it was hard to say whether he would be the one to hold him back or someone else.
In order not to tarnish his image of being wise and mighty, he decided not to go up and embarrass himself.
Fortunately, he stayed at the estate and promptly instructed people to clean up the front hall so that he could recuperate, and he also went to Huichun Hall to invite several senior doctors.
Otherwise, with so many wounded waiting for Old Chen and Jiang Yimian to return for treatment, they would probably have died from blood loss first.
Jiang Yimian nodded and casually said, "It's dangerous up in the mountains. You're lucky you didn't go up."
Otherwise, they might get hurt too.
There have been enough injured people already.
Lin Yan'an said "Oh," somewhat dissatisfied with the answer, and hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Lu Cijian is really lucky. When he came back yesterday, I saw that he was seriously injured, covered in blood, and was carried down by others. But this morning he was full of energy and even went up the mountain."
He felt pain just looking at him, but he didn't expect the guy to be so strong. He had judged him by his appearance.
Thinking about it this way, the pretty boy is comparable to him. What if Jiang Yimian takes a liking to him? Then he'll have no chance.
Thinking about it, he quickly and carefully looked at Jiang Yimian, not wanting to miss any expression on her face.
Jiang Yimian simply nodded indifferently, feeling somewhat angry that Lu Cijian was taking such a disregard for his health.
She was so badly injured, yet she still dared to go up the mountain. If her wounds reopened, all the stitches she gave her yesterday would have been for nothing.
When that guy comes back, she definitely won't pay any attention to him.
Lin Yan'an stared at Jiang Yimian for a long time. Seeing that she looked calm and not worried at all, he breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Jiang Yimian would definitely not like Lu Cijian.
With his outstanding performance as a precedent, Jiang Yimian would like him even if she wanted to.
His sister guessed wrong this time.
Although he may not be as strong as Lu Cijian, he is probably comparable in other areas.
Seeing that he was in a good mood, Jiang Yimian glanced at him curiously and asked, "Don't you like wearing red clothes the most? Why are you wearing red today?"
She had known Lin Yan'an for so long, and this was only the second time she had seen him wear a color other than red, so she was a little unaccustomed to it.
She still prefers the Angry Birds skin; it looks good on Lin Yan'an.
Lin Yan'an was speechless at the question and remained silent for a long time, his expression growing increasingly grim.
The thought that Liu'er believed he was homosexual because of that red dress made him want to burn all the red clothes in the mansion.
That damn ugly maid, what kind of eyes do you have? Does wearing red mean you have that kind of fetish?
Red clothes are so festive, so beautiful, and so suit him perfectly.
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