The sister was silent for a moment, "I'm afraid that those people originally wanted to use that poison to deal with Grandma, and were found by Master Han, and the two sides fought, and somehow he was poisoned."

The boy was angry, “Where are our people?Are they all dead?”

My sister: “That’s not clear.It was a mess, and there were people everywhere."

I can’t tell you what it’s like to be dumb, and it’s even more awkward.

Gratitude for Han Xiyi is certain, but this is no better than anything else, you can be grateful to Han Xiyi, how can I thank this matter?She couldn’t even admit that she had seen him.

The hope brother also thought of this and asked worriedly: "If he escaped himself, he must remember what happened before he was unconscious."How are we going to tell people?Tell him how he got here?”

The sister said, “I’m not afraid.I will send him out later and pretend to search him.Does he remember how he escaped into the house?I don’t even remember which garden I went into.Even if you remember, it is not easy to ask people - he is very happy to talk about the crazy things of poisoning to people?He could only keep it in his heart, as if he had never come in.In any case, he was found outside, and we were not connected with it, and he guessed it with himself."

Qing dumb and looking forward to the brother think, but not, wait for Han Xiyi to wake up and think of the past, it is too late to cover up, what is the good intention to find someone to ask, expose it ugly.

He was very calm and relieved, and he said, "Go and arrange it."

Han Xiyi's injuries should be diagnosed and treated in time, and such a cold day, a long delay will lead to a serious illness.

My sister said, “Yes.”

Because of the results of this visit, she was more impressed with Han Xiyi, but still refused to forgive him, who let him love * virulence after the heart of the heart to read the name of Qing dumb?That's not what a dirty mind is!

She went to the small study to carry Han Xiyi up and quietly went out.

In fear of Han Xiyi's ugly exposure to the eyes of others, she carried him all the way to the roots of the northern wall, threw him in the snow a few rolls, and grabbed the snow into his body.

Han Xiyi Ling trembled a little, and the pillar of the sky finally fell.

My sister is a little sad, but I can’t care about it at this time.

After the scene was disturbed, she ran to call people.

She first pretended to be a patrol when she found that Mei Xin's mother-in-law, who was on the night outside the backyard, was shocked, and hurried to the north corner door to call the Fang family guard to enter the garden to carefully search, in case anyone broke in.

Then, the Fang family guard found the body of unknown people in the park.

Then, someone else found Han Xiyi in a coma under the root of the wall.

At that moment, everyone was busy: on the one hand, Han Xiyi sent Han Xiyi to the front to find a doctor for treatment, while the gangsters' bodies were carried away, and the fine sister took the cavity to make a living hand-in-hand to tie up the two mothers who were on the night in front of Mei Xin, and strictly interrogated them, why did they not know so much behind, was they complicit?

It’s not about their sister-in-law, she really doubted them.

The girls didn’t believe they didn’t hear the voice behind them.

Even if they don’t hear it, they will be questioned.

After a busy period, Mei Xin was quietly built, and the front was quiet.

At the beginning of the confusion, and concerned about the results of the previous conflict, we must go back.

The sister stopped and said, “This guy must be very messy in front of me.”Grandmother was there, and the grandmaster might have returned.I'll definitely come back to see us."

She could imagine the awkward scene in front of her and didn’t want to be seen in the dead.

He said, “It’s not safe to the back.You've seen it all."

The little girl was speechless, just to accompany her back.

Back to the second hospital, the courtyard was really full of disrepair, corpses, weapons and various objects were scattered in one place, the Fang family care home and the maidservant women were running to pack up, and the injured people shouted.Those who died dressed up in a variety of ways, weapons also have kitchen knives, sticks, axes, hoes, etc., a variety of; there are also the short knife and long gun, just in response to the identity of "mountain bandits and chaos mob".Other objects are things that are snatched from the square home, and everything is messed up.

It can be seen that the gangsters have already rushed into the inner courtyard.

It’s four times, and there’s not much to feel.

She was like watching TV, after the two armies were fighting, and what was left in the battlefield was this scene.However, when she saw the body of a man in a broken robe and a crooked hat in front, her face was shocked and her eyes fell on the scattered things around him.

The burden carried by his left hand has been dispersed, the burden is silky, and it is wanted to be snatched from the square; the inside is also snatched from the square home, most of which are exquisite porcelain bowls, and there is a small apple glass lamp.All these things broke, and they could barely see the original form.Only a thin white porcelain tea is intact, falling in the next snow pile, white as snow a color, can not be seen.

The eyes throbbed from these things and fell on the heads of a few white-faced buns.

These four or five buns, it should have been snatched from the kitchen.

He was probably knocked down in the chaos, after falling to the ground, he was very anxious, porcelain and other treasures broken can not be restored, he went to pick up the white bun, right hand stretched to the front to catch a white bun, not waiting to withdraw, was trampled to death, the nose and mouth are freeze-dried black blood.

His death was strange, his eyes were wide open, and before he died, he was eager to pick up the buns one by one, and as long as he picked up the buns, he got up and went away, and did not rob them with these people.

I’m sure he thought so.

But he could not get up, his right hand holding the white bun.

He felt his regret: he had been busy all night, and he had not eaten it!

Without warning, tears came out.

Is this a bandit?

Is this the mob?

Just for a bun to be stamped on!

She covered her mouth, suppressed and wept, and suffocated her chest.

The sister saw that she was wrong, and hurriedly made a look at the water bamboo, and one of them held her, and whispered, "Grandma, go in, let them clean up."

Clear legs shiver, up the steps.

When he turned around, two people over there carried a corpse and walked down the stairs.

How do you feel about the dead man with his feet on his feet?

“Wait a minute.”She screamed.

The two of them stood still and looked at the girl.

They do not know who she is, but they can stand here, presumably not ordinary people, they must be people around women, so they stop respectfully.

Close your eyes, squeeze out tears in your eyes, and look again—

Fang Zhengzheng's cheeks, still very childish, once smiled to show a mouthful of white teeth; now his eyes are closed, his face is dead, can no longer laugh out.

It was a small, seventeen-year-old, called Fang Wei.

Small beans, small blacks and other well-crafted and smart children were initially left in Beijing to take care of Shi Ge, and found a few small and clean carriages to travel, including this Fangwei.

Fang Wei said that his name was born to the young master.

He was very strong, Fang originally wanted to call him "Fang Li", because of the "Fang Li" rushed, he changed the name "Fang Wei", powerful meaning.

He smiled and called “Grandma.”

"Our grandmother was a weaver."

He grinned and said to people.

The eyes of the dead yesterday are gone, and it is even more intolerable.(Not completed.