When Jianxiu Penetrates Into the Infinite Stream: Chapter 46

Soon after returning to the yard, the servants brought back the things that Yan Dashao was used to, and the large and small cages were placed in the yard. Xie Liuyi leaned against the pillar in the corridor and watched the people busy tidying up.

In the aroma of the wood in the yard, a very faint smell of blood drifted into Xie Liuyi's nose.

She sniffed, followed the smell calmly, and paced in front of a sandalwood box. The box was unlocked, and when I opened it, it was full of clothes, mostly in elegant colors like snow green and moon white.

It was stained with large bloodstains, which had dried up and turned black.

"Alian, put it down!" Yan Dashao's voice became rare and severe.

Xie Liuyi didn't let go, and turned to look at Yan Dashao. Yan Dashao was supported and walked out of the main room.

He covered his mouth and coughed continuously, as if he wanted to cough out all his internal organs.

"Everything you saw today, don't tell your wife." The cough subsided, and he clenched his hands into fists and put them behind him.

The servants responded, and a maid brought hot water and a handkerchief. He carefully cleaned the blood on his hands before looking up at Xie Liuyi, "Alian, don't be afraid. I coughed up blood a few days ago. , I hid my clothes for fear that my mother would be worried. But did I scare you?"

Xie Liuyi: Do you see me as frightened?

She glanced at the distribution of blood on the gown, and narrowed her eyes slightly. Bloodstains are concentrated in the lower half, in the form of upward splatters. This kind of bloodstain distribution is more common on the butcher's apron.

Spit blood can vomit this shape?

"Go and burn this box of clothes." Yan Dashao ordered.

The next man came up to take the green bamboo gown from Xie Liuyi's hand.

Xie Liuyi let go of his hand and let the servant take away the clothes in his hand, turned and asked Yan Dashao, "Where is the original servant here?"

Yan Dashao didn't answer, he waved to her, "Alian, come in."

He turned back to the main room, sat on the couch, and patted the seat beside him.

Xie Liuyi sat down on the single sofa beside him.

"Alian, you and I are husband and wife, you don't need to be so prepared for me." Yan Dashao shook his head and said helplessly.

"I have something to say." Xie Liuyi urged impatiently.

Yan Dashao choked, smiled dotingly, and began to speak slowly, including but not limited to: did you rest well last night; the wedding was too hasty, grievances If he has a bride, he will ask someone to re-decorate the wedding room after a while; he will be his wife with peace of mind in the future, and he will treat her well... such nonsense.

After listening for a long time, without hearing any useful information, Xie Liuyi interrupted his chatter and asked, "Do you have a younger brother?"

I heard Mr. Yan chatting with the housekeeper yesterday and knew that there was a second young master in Yan's house. But I didn't see it in the haunted house last night, that's why Xie Liuyi asked this question.

I didn't expect that the moment I asked this question, the gentle and kind expression on Yan Dashao's face cracked.

"Xinli is in charge of the family's business. He went out a few days ago and hasn't returned home." He lowered his head, hiding all the expressions on his face, coughed twice, and spoke at a fast pace Very slowly, "If he was here yesterday, he should be the one who worships you and me. Xinli is a good-looking person, much better than me, the sick child. I would rather marry you than him."

It turned out to be the case, Xie Liuyi said, no wonder Master Yan felt that the second young master was needed for the wedding yesterday. Maybe he thinks that if the second young master, who is a talented person, goes to church with him, he will be obedient?

She was immersed in her own thoughts and did not notice Yan Dashao's expression.

Yan Dashao raised his eyes and saw her distracted, his expression instantly gloomy. He called Alian, and when Xie Liuyi looked over, he put on a gentle mask again, his eyes were affectionate and sad, and he forced a smile: "Alian is so beautiful, it is a pity to match me as a waste. If you want, wait When Xinli comes back, I can ask him to help me... make a marriage with you."

Xie Liuyi: ? ? ?

What kind of words is this?

Is there any serious illness in your Yan family?

She frowned and carefully looked at Yan Dashao's expression.

The expression on his face is very complicated, sad, inferior, gentle, sad that he can't give her happiness, inferiority is not worthy of the beautiful girl in front of him, so gentle that he would rather be wronged, but also want her to be with her His outstanding younger brother Chunfeng once.

Xie Liuyi admires his ability to use his own face as a palette.

But his words were full of temptation, which gave Xie Liuyi an intuition: he wanted to hear himself say something of rejection or even loyalty.

But she doesn't.

She simply nodded, "Okay."

Suddenly, the butler's voice came from outside the hospital, "Eldest Young Master, Master wants to see Young Master Mistress."

Sir? Is he still alive?

Xie Liuyi raised her eyebrows. It seems that killing Master Yan last night with the same type of Specter seems to have no effect on the living Master Yan.

The courtyard door opened, and the housekeeper bowed his head respectfully. The extent of his bowing made Xie Liuyi worry that the melon rind cap on his head would fall off. But until he went up the steps and stood outside the threshold of the main room, the melon rind cap was still firmly on his head.

"Young Master, Master wants to see Young Master Mistress." He repeated it, and added with a smile, "Today should be the day when the bride serves tea. Master has been looking forward to it for many years, and finally I can Let's drink my wife's tea."

Xie Liuyi didn't move, looked at him inexplicably, not understanding what his gesture meant.

Instead, he moved gently and sat him down on the stool.

"Ouch, young master, you sit down first." He retracted his hand, bowed his body and said, "Master cares about your body, knowing that you are tired from moving the yard, and specially asked you to rest well. It's fine for the old slave to bring the eldest and young grandma over there."

The eldest young master wanted to go together, but the butler refused to give in, insisting that only Xie Liuyi go there alone, and finally the eldest young master took a step back.

"Alian has just entered the door and is ignorant. Please ask the housekeeper to remind you from time to time." He emphasized the tone of "Shi Shi", then turned to Xie Liuyi and said, "Today there are a lot of things in the yard, I need your help, come back early."

In fact, the matter of moving the yard has already been handled by the servants assigned by the wife, and Xie Liuyi, a smear-eyed outsider, can help.

Xie Liuyi felt that the relationship between the father and son of the Yan family was a little delicate. The father wants to bypass the son to see his daughter-in-law alone, and the son does not want his wife to see his father alone. For a while, I was a little curious, what this Master Yan wanted to do when he saw his daughter-in-law in private.

She nodded, got up and left with the housekeeper.

The moment she stepped out of the hospital door, Xie Liuyi looked back involuntarily.

Yan Dashao stood by the door of the main room, half of his body was hidden in the darkness, and the other half of his body was bathed in sunlight, his fists were clenched, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were full of complicated emotions.

…

Yesterday, Xie Liuyi came to Master Yan's yard, and killed Master Yan's same ghost. Now that the day comes again, Master Yan's yard looks more spacious and atmospheric: the number of servants is several times that of other yards, and there are nurses standing guard in front of each gate.

The housekeeper took Xie Liuyi all the way to the study.

I didn't look carefully last night, but today Xie Liuyi can see the look of the study.

The door is a set of Huanghuali sofa and coffee table, and the sofa is covered with thick cushions. On the left is a set of desks with huanghuali behind the carved flower moon door, and on the right is a row of bookshelves. Yesterday, Master Yan was wandering in the bookshelves.

Swing left and right.

Master Yan was sitting on the main seat of the sofa, holding a gold onyx pipe. When Xie Liuyi came in, he raised his hand and motioned Xie Liuyi to sit down.

Xie Liuyi sat down on the single sofa with his waist straight.

Master Yan quoted the scriptures and the classics, chewed on the words, and made a lot of opening remarks. Hearing Xie Liuyi want to yawn, he had the feeling of listening to the master drop the book bag in the school.

This scene seems familiar, father and son really love to talk nonsense.

"Are my father-in-law and mother still alive?" Master Yan finally got to the point.

I don't remember whether my parents are alive or not, but they are definitely not in the copy. Xie Liuyi shook his head decisively.

"Oh," Mr. Yan took a sip from the cigarette holder and slowly exhaled it. The smoke covered the expression on his face, "What relatives do you have in your family?"

Xie Liuyi continued to shake his head.

Master Yan changed the subject and asked about Xie Liuyi's background, "I think you are elegant, demure, knowledgeable, and should be a girl from a big family?"

Xie Liuyi's tense face cracked a few seams, revealing horror.

Her? Elegant and demure? Knowledgeable?

Did she not fight hard enough yesterday, or was the knife not deep enough?

Xu Shi realized from Xie Liuyi's cracked expression that what he just said was wrong, Master Yan coughed twice, and the mustache on his upper lip also shook.

"Listen to the housekeeper, your name is Bailian?" He changed the subject bluntly.

It's the name of Bailian again... Xie Liuyi didn't nod or shake his head.

Master Yan did not wait for Xie Liuyi to answer, and took the words to himself, "I think you have some kung fu in you, I don't know where you are from?"

After asking my parents, I asked about my background. After I asked about my background, I asked my teacher. She lost her memory, how would she know?

Xie Liuyi was a little impatient, "I have something to say."

These words are very rude, Mr. Yan was choked for a moment, and his face sank, "Since you entered the gate of my Yan's house, it's best to put away the old Jianghu style. The elder asked. If so, just answer it properly. What a proper way to contradict your elders like this."

It seems that there is nothing serious, Xie Liuyi got up to go.

At this moment, the butler came in with tea, saw the atmosphere was stiff, and smiled to smooth things out, "Before, the eldest young master was worried that the eldest young mistress would collide with the master when she was young, and asked me to pick up some It's my fault that I didn't make it clear to the eldest young mistress, I should be punished."

He poured tea for the two of them, serving it to Master Yan and then to Xie Liuyi.

Xie Liuyi sat down, took the tea, and took it to the nose to sniff. The tea is good tea, she took a sip, the mouth was slightly bitter, and the aftertaste was sweet.

The housekeeper saw her sitting back, stood behind Mr. Yan, and bowed to explain Mr. Yan's behavior just now, "Yesterday, the master said that the wedding was a bit rushed, and the eldest young mistress was wronged, which is not good. I will explain to your family. Today, I want to ask you about it. If there are relatives in the family, we can walk around on both sides, which can be considered as finding a family for you. This woman married into her husband's family, and the family is her backing. Young lady, don't misunderstand the kindness of the master."

Xie Liuyi lifted his eyes to look at him, and fluttered, "No need."

Housekeeper:…

Master Yan was very angry, and chased away Xie Liuyi like flies.

The housekeeper hired a little maid to send her, and stayed in the study by herself.

Xie Liuyi guessed that they had something to say, so he pricked up his ears to listen to the movement behind him, and heard that Mr. Yan ordered the housekeeper to check whether she had a teacher.

"By the way, check to see if she has any other backers."

She didn't believe a word of what the housekeeper said just now. Master Yan asked so many questions. The point is actually the last sentence, does she have a backer. This Master Yan seems to be too concerned about her interpersonal relationship.

Not long after I walked out of the study, I was greeted by a graceful beauty. The peach embroidered peony cheongsam tightly wraps the exquisite figure, and the shape of the hand push wave is more charming. Even the swing of the hip bones is rhythmic when walking.

Seeing Xie Liuyi's tongue, she always felt that she was about to twist her waist next.

Beauty went straight to Xie Liuyi, looked up and down, rolled her eyes with a charming look, "Where's the bun, sir, I can't change my taste recently, I also eat this kind of stuff. ? It's really not too bad."

"Aunt Qi," the maid who led Xie Liuyi hurriedly saluted and explained, "You misunderstood, this is the eldest young mistress."

Seven aunts? Hearing this ranking, Xie Liuyi clicked his tongue.

Master Yan looks serious and old-fashioned, and likes to drop his book bag, but I didn't expect that in private... Tsk tsk, this little old man actually has two faces?

Aunt Qi touched the huge pearl on her ear and chuckled, "It looks good, but unfortunately it's a cucumber egg."

She leaned forward slightly, her voice lowered, even more charming, "Sister, I want to teach you the ability to serve men, but I'm afraid your fragile man can't stand it."

After finishing speaking, she gave Xie Liuyi a meaningful look, and walked towards the study, twisting her hips.

Xie Liuyi looked at her back thoughtfully.

"Which place?" Xie Liuyi asked suspiciously.

"Just..." The little girl blushed and said in a voice like a gnat, "It came from the kiln."

The seventh concubine from a kiln? This Master Yan, in some respects, is really not taboo.

Xie Liuyi followed the little maid out, paying attention to the unique rhythmic footsteps of the seventh concubine.

Aunt Qi walked all the way into the study, the housekeeper came out and closed the door, and then came the sweet laughter of Aunt Qi, smiling and laughing, the laughter changed.

An unpleasant voice came from the study, Xie Liuyi hurriedly dissipated the spiritual power around his ears, and calmly plucked his ears.

Her ears are dirty.

The author has something to say:I overestimated myself.

But if you don't finish it, you won't be able to continue writing. I will try my best to revise and replace the content before chapter 57 before 9pm on August 25th.

First of all, I'm here to say sorry to the little cuties who are asking questions!

I will try my best to save the manuscript in advance from the next copy to avoid revision after the update!