The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 321 Rescue the boy (1)
"Don't be cruel, can you get over this madness?" Su Xiazhi stared.

"Well, let's not talk about this, just tell me what you think." An Yi touched the back of his head with his hand, only to feel that the touched place was swollen and painful, and it also felt a little sticky. He was suspicious Putting his hands in front of his eyes, he said, "Damn it! They're all red!"

"As for your head, if you see red, you can only give birth to pig's brains!" Su Xiazhi was unmoved, but leaned against the window, suppressing the constant vomiting feeling in her stomach.

This bloody smell is really bad!All of a sudden, Su Xiazhi thought about what happened when her aunt and Min Qinglan gave birth. She closed her eyes and forced herself not to think about it...

"Uncle Gao, let's go to that alley and search again when we arrive in Ping County. If there is still no news, you can go to the Yamen to report to the official!" Su Xiazhi said softly.

"What about the boss?" Gao Zhongwu asked in a deep voice.

"I took the two of them to find someone, and I guessed in my heart that this matter might have something to do with him!" Su Xiazhi said as she touched the armband, and when she went out, she put the fake letter on again, thinking of what to do in case anything happened. One is that Zhou Shu is playing tricks behind the scenes, then she can no longer worry about An's face!
"No need!" An Yi squinted his eyes with a pale face and said, "Go directly to my other courtyard, that alley is the way to my other courtyard..."

"Huh? You mean that people from the An family arrested Shoucheng?" Su Xiazhi thought for a while, this is also possible.

That time I broke face with An Jing and offended An Huaiyuan, are they looking for revenge?You didn't catch yourself, so you caught the boy first?

"Didn't run away, it must have been done by my father!" An Yi said through gritted teeth.

"..." The people in the carriage became silent after hearing this, and thought: This son is also a jerk, and he is so indifferent when it comes to his own father!

"What if..." Gao Zhongwu usually sees this gentleman sluggish and doesn't like to talk, but now he speaks nonsense when he opens his mouth, so his judgment on An Yi has no basis.

"No matter what, let me go home first, and you can report to the officials after you really can't find An's family." An Yi looked at Su Xiazhi and said.

"Yeah." Su Xiazhi finally nodded: "It's late at night, it's not easy for us to go in Anfu, you go and come back quickly, don't delay the time!"

"I know." An Yi nodded heavily, feeling dizzy again...

When the mule cart returned to Ping County, the city gate that was open during the day had already been closed. Gao Zhongwu jumped out of the cart, walked to the side door and said to the guard on duty at night: "Master Guancha, please do me a favor. The young master broke his head and wants to go to the city to see the doctor!"

While speaking, he handed over a piece of broken silver in his hand.

"Look at the doctor?" The clerk felt the size of the broken silver in his hand, and then said to Uncle Ba Shi: "Drive the car over and let the soldier take a look!"

Uncle Ba Shi didn't dare to talk too much, these honest servants were usually like robbers, he didn't dare to provoke them.

"Look at your grandpa?!" An Yi heard the people outside talking familiarly, so he leaned out of the car window and shouted: "Look, if you fall in love with me, I will take good care of you tonight you!"

The wound on his head didn't know how big it was, but in short, there was a lot of blood flowing!

The officer guarding the city was standing drowsy, when he suddenly saw An Yi's pale face and blood all over his face, neck and clothes, he was so shocked that he almost peed his pants!

"It's a fucking human or a ghost!" the guard screamed.

"What are you talking about!" An Yi didn't like to hear it anymore: "Open your dog eyes and take a good look: I am your Third Lord An!"

The three words "An Sanye" in Ping County are equivalent to being a bastard and not easy to mess with.

Therefore, after the yacha found out that it was him, he immediately let go.

It wasn't until the mule cart went far away that the scolded Yamen servant spit on the ground and said, "Unlucky! I met such a live animal!"

Under An Yi's command, the mule cart stopped all the way to the gate of Anfu Bieyuan.

He got out of the car alone, walked to the closed courtyard door, raised his foot and kicked: "Shoucheng! Shoucheng!"

"It's true that the third son is back?" There was a whisper in the yard, and someone trotted over and opened the door.

Seeing An Shouli who opened the door, An Yi couldn't help but sneered, "Where's my father?"

"Yes, master is sitting in the main room." An Shouli opened the door and bowed.

Without saying a word, An Yi walked sideways into the door like a crab, pushed away An Shouli who was standing by the door and strode towards the main room: "Daughter-in-law...Daughter-in-law..."

The door of the main room is open, and all the candlesticks in the room are lit, so when walking in from the dark night outside, An Yi will feel that the room is extraordinarily bright, and also feel that his father's old fox face is extraordinarily white .

"Father..." An Yi only walked over to An Huaiyuan who was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, before he wanted to ask if he did what the boy did. When he looked up, he saw Shoucheng hanging from the beam with his hands cut behind his back!

The boy closed his eyes tightly, his slender body that had not fully grown up was hung upside down, making him look even thinner, and he was obviously beaten severely, his face was swollen, and there were dried blood at the corners of his lips.

"Blame me... Blame me..." An Yi raised her head, bent her knees, and slowly knelt on the ground: "Shoucheng, blame me..."

"He's not dead." An Huaiyuan seemed very tired, and his voice was erratic, giving people an unreal feeling.

"As long as you do what father wants you to do, I will never make things difficult for you." An Huaiyuan spoke slowly, just like when he was never angry.

In his opinion, his son is just too playful for the time being, who hasn't been young before, people don't frivolously waste youth!

And that lowly man who followed him was really looking for his own death!
An Huaiyuan raised his eyes and glanced at the man hanging on the beam, feeling even more angry.

There was no father in An Yi's eyes, so he naturally couldn't hear what An Huaiyuan said.

This kind of disregard almost made An Huaiyuan, who was sitting in the first place, want to pick up the teacup in hand and throw it at his third son, that so worthless thing!
"Third son, get up, the master is talking to you." An Shouli, who had been secretly watching the face of the master, hurried over and lifted An Yi from the ground, and said in a low voice: "Master, the master has never eaten dinner. Waiting for you here, anyway, you also..."

(End of this chapter)