Nowadays, the steward in the manor only regrets not being able to curry favor with her. If she were willing to ask him for a favor, he would definitely do his best to send her safely out of Anxi.
The more Shi Lan thought about it, the better it seemed. So she turned around and went back to the entrance of the courtyard to discuss it with Bu Mingbo.
As she approached the door, just as she was about to knock, the lights inside went out, and she could faintly hear two people talking inside.
Shi Lan was slightly startled. She knew very well that there was only Bu Mingbo in the room just now, so how could there be a second person here now?
Shi Lan hurriedly moved closer and listened intently, but unfortunately, it was windy tonight, and she couldn't hear clearly no matter what she tried.
Left with no other choice, Shi Lan climbed over the wall again, following the wall all the way to the window.
The window paper on the window frame was thin. Shi Lan licked her finger, gently poked the bottom corner of the window frame, and peered through it.
The room was dimly lit, and Shi Lan could only see a thin figure. She recognized the man; he was the one who had seen her off at the door. Beside him was a muscular, burly man, whom she didn't recognize.
Shi Lan frowned. The two were very close together. The big man's arm was around Bu Mingbo's waist, and his big hand was tearing at the button around his neck.
Bu Mingbo slapped his hand away, turned around and sat down to the side with an affected air, saying, "The situation is so urgent, and you still have the mind to think about these things."
The burly man scratched his neck and said in a deep voice, "What's wrong with you now?"
Bu Mingbo said, "Haven't you figured it out yet? Lan Niang didn't come to catch up with me today. She came to see Aunt Sun. I don't know if she even believed my story."
The big man stammered, as if he had something in his mouth, so it was impossible to hear him clearly.
(To be continued.)
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