That night, Fu Ling looked a little unhappy as his mood was spoiled again and again.
Although Rong Yi Niang was supported by servants, her eyes were tired and her brows were furrowed. She kept saying, "It's all my fault. I've disturbed everyone's fun..."
But his face was rosy and he didn't look sick at all.
In comparison, Fu Ling, with a gloomy face at this moment, looked more like he was seriously ill.
Seeing this, Xue Tingliu also echoed: "Father, my mother has always been in poor health. Although visiting the Lantern Festival is important, please also be considerate of me."
Seeing his beloved concubine like this, Xue Zhentong showed some distress: "Since you are not feeling well, go back first."
Xue Zhiyi watched her acting like this, narrowed his eyes, and whispered something to Qiuyun beside him.
Qiuyun was stunned for a moment, then nodded. When everyone's attention was on Aunt Rong, she quietly left the crowd.
They were not out for long, and before they had time to have fun, they went back home.
Now that we're back home, the day is over and everyone should go back to their own courtyards.
But at this moment, Xue Tingliu was caught off guard and shouted, "Who is it?"
Everyone followed his gaze and saw that somehow a dark shadow hurriedly ran past the corner of the wall and disappeared into the darkness. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't notice such a person.
Then he ordered again: "What are you standing there for? Go and catch him!"
Upon hearing this, the servants and guards rushed forward.
Aunt Rong pretended to be sick. She held her forehead and frowned, saying, "Oh! Fourth Mother is still at home. Isn't it dangerous for her to be alone?"
Fu Ling couldn't stand her hypocritical behavior and scolded her, "It's not like there's no one left at home. You're so sinister. I don't know if you're worried about Si Niang or cursing her."
As he was speaking, several guards brought someone over.
The person being brought up was a woman dressed as a maid. Fu Ling couldn't help but exclaim, "An'er?"
No one expected that the person captured by the guards would be An'er, Fu Ling's second-class maid.
Fu Ling's Bodhisattva face could no longer hold back: "Hurry up and let him go!"
But An'er looked terrified, and he didn't know what kind of great shock he had suffered.
Xue Tingliu chuckled in surprise, "So they're people from Mother's side. I wonder what's wrong with them looking so panicked?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Ling became even more displeased. "What do you mean, Erlang? I'd like to ask, Erlang, why did you send a group of people to take my personal maid away when you saw her in the Xue Mansion? Wasn't she frightened by your display of power?"
Even if An'er was frightened by such a commotion, she should have recovered. But for some reason, her face turned pale and she was still mumbling something.
Fu Ling was also surprised by An'er's loss of composure, and even more dissatisfied: "An'er, what's wrong with you?"
"Mother." Xue Zhiyi beside Fu Ling said, "An'er seems to have something to say."
"An'er?" Fu Ling called again.
It seemed that only at this moment did An'er finally regain consciousness. Her eyes were red and filled with tears: "Madam, Qinglvzhai... Qinglvzhai..."
"What happened to Qingluzhai?"
It was Aunt Chun who spoke: "But what happened to Shu'er?!"
But An'er's back was heaving and he could not speak a complete sentence. Seeing this, Aunt Chun became anxious. She did not even have time to tell Xue Zhen to leave and went straight to Qingluzhai.
Everyone followed closely behind, and even the distraught An'er was carried over.
Xue Zhiyi, who was walking at the end of the crowd, only said to Su Yue: "Fifth sister is young, don't scare her by making such a fuss. Su Yue, please take her back to Cangyue Pavilion."
"But Miss, you..." Su Yue hesitated.
But when she saw Xue Zhiyi nodded to her again, although she didn't understand what he meant, she still did it.
She held Xue Runing's hand and said, "Fifth Miss, may I accompany you back?"
…
Over here, the light in Qingluzhai was dimly lit, and there seemed to be someone inside.
Aunt Chun's heart was in her throat, and her face was almost as pale as paper.
But the moment her hand approached the door, a woman's moan was suddenly heard in the room.
The sound was sudden and everyone present heard it.
Aunt Chun's steps softened, her hand that was pushing the door hung in mid-air, and she almost fell to the ground.
At this moment, most people present had guessed what had happened inside.
Fu Ling immediately ordered Mother Xing, "Have someone guard the gates of Qinglvzhai. Guard the gates to Qinglvzhai tightly. No one is allowed to enter or leave! Bring all the servants of Qinglvzhai here!"
Before Aunt Chun pushed the door open, Xue Zhentong's face had already become extremely ugly. He strode forward and kicked the door open.
In an instant, the screams of a man and a woman were heard from inside.
Poor Aunt Chun's eyes went dark and she fainted on the ground.
Xue Zhentong's head felt like it was swollen with blood. His eyes widened with anger as he cursed, "Evil beast!"
"Tie him up for me!" He was furious and ordered several maids and servants.
Several people obeyed the order and went forward. They heard screams from two people and Xue Hanshu's familiar voice from inside.
"No! No! Dad… No!"
Xue Zhiyi stood far away outside the courtyard gate, but the sounds inside inevitably reached her ears.
She watched the reactions of the people present with interest.
Aunt Rong pretended to be anxious, but she couldn't hide the sinister smile in her eyes. It was obvious that she had planned this matter.
But she didn't expect that Youlan would deliberately reveal her true identity to be caught by Xiang Mama, and it was also because of Xue Zhiyi's instructions.
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