In the Ye Mansion, an old man came to Ye Fugui's yard under the guidance of Xiyun.

This craftsman is an old man in his sixties. His surname is Zhou. He was a craftsman who built a secret warehouse back then.

After seeing Ye Fugui, the craftsman surnamed Zhou bowed to her with excitement.

"Girl, are you looking for me?" The craftsman surnamed Zhou stared at her with a bright look, his eyes full of hope.

When he trimmed the secret lattice of Ye Mansion warehouse, Ye Fugui was still a girl of a few years old, with her pink and jade-carved clothes and very cute.

This little girl is loved by General Ye, and all the ingenious designs of her secret structure are considered by her.

He never thought that after more than twenty years, this girl could remember to find him.

Ye Fugui nodded and said, "Yes."

A look of joy appeared in the eyes of the craftsman surnamed Zhou, and his tone was a little trembling, "I wonder what the girl is asking for the old man?"

Ye Fugui looked at the old man in front of him and said in a gentle tone: "This Mr. Zhou, please follow me to the warehouse. I have something to trouble Mr. Zhou."

She spoke in a gentle tone, with respect in her tone. This respectful attitude scared the old man, and she quickly bowed to her and said, "Miss is so serious. What's the matter with a girl, but just give me instructions!"

"Okay." Ye Fugui nodded, and took the two maids quietly to the back door of the warehouse while there were few people behind lunch.

On the other side, Ye Zhaoyan became more and more nervous.

After Qi Duanshu's last reply, another day and night passed.

She has never received a reply again.

For some reason, Mr. Qi did not respond to the message he sent.

It was not until sunset that Ye Zhaoyan found out the truth. It turned out that these people had been summoned to the inn outside the city gate.

There are many people in the inn, and it is not appropriate to rush to report the news at this time.

Fortunately, Wei Linfeng was careful because of his previous work on the Ye Mansion and sent a few people to stay near the Ye Mansion to pay attention to the abnormal movements.

In this way, I got in touch with Mr. Qi's people.

However, as a military officer, he went south and was ordered to lead troops to clear the disaster and turmoil. If he sent some people to other places, it would definitely not be enough to deal with the disaster.

The number of troops that can be used for personal use is much less.

Although he did not believe how bold Xue Huaidan could be, he still tried his best to leave a small amount of power for the Ye family and his daughter.

If the Ye family and the daughter are in danger, this small force is not enough to fight against the Jindu family, but can send messages as quickly as possible.

However, he had not had time to talk to Ye Zhaoyan about all this.

"Miss, it's late at night, it's time to rest." Ying'er felt very distressed when she looked at Ye Zhaoyan who had not rested for a day and advised softly.

Ye Zhaoyan waved his hand and signaled her not to worry about him. She sat alone in the chair, and everything from her previous life kept popping up in her mind.

The scene of the people in Ye’s Mansion being tortured and killed seems to be yesterday.

They died with their eyes closed, and the bloody corpses seemed to be able to see them with their eyes closed.

It was like a knife piercing her into her heart, making her breathing difficult.

She couldn't help but stretch out her hand to hold the edge of the table, trying hard to suppress the churning emotions in her heart.

There is only one day left before the journey south.

One day later, most of the forces of the Ye Mansion left Jindu.

Xue Huaidan couldn't hold back without leaving any flaws, and it was probably this moment that he was waiting for.

Ye Zhaoyan simply put on his clothes and went to the study to write a letter.

If Qi Duanshu has no news tomorrow, this letter will be sent out no matter what.

Even under Xue Huaidan's nose.

The candlelight in the study was bright, and she stared at the rice paper in front of her with concentration, and the tip of her pen slashed back and forth in the ink.

Suddenly, a slight sound came from outside the window, and Ye Zhaoyan frowned slightly, and the brush in his hand stopped for a moment.

"Knock!"

Three light knocks sounded.

"Come in."

"Miss!" Old Qi pushed the door and looked anxious, "Come and take a look!"

Ye Zhaoyan put down the brush in his hand, got up and walked to the table, "What's wrong?"

Veteran Qi handed her a small note and said in a hurry: "Shu'er was detained at the foot of Shangbi Mountain. Now she is unknown in her life and death. She noticed something before the accident and hurriedly released the news. She told the lady to be careful recently, and the Ye Mansion might change."

Ye Zhaoyan's face turned pale in an instant, and a strong sense of grief surged in his heart, and his fingers clutched the note tightly.

Qi Duanshu was actually detained at the foot of Shangbi Mountain!

She must have predicted her situation before sending a message to ask for help regardless of life and death.

Unexpectedly, there were traitors in the army of Shangbishan.

Now, the situation in Ye’s mansion became even more dangerous.

Ye Zhaoyan felt that her heart seemed to fall into an ice cave, making her tremble all over.

She forced herself to calm down and gave a salute to Mr. Qi.

"Zhaoyan is ashamed and let Mr. Qi's daughter take risks."

Mr. Qi quickly reached out to support Ye Zhaoyan, with a sad face and said in a serious tone: "Zhaoyan, you don't need to blame yourself for this."

He sighed, his eyes a little sad: "This is not a fault for anyone. If there is any accident, I can only say that Shu'er's fate is so..."

Ye Zhaoyan forced his lips to pursed and felt heavy.

Mr. Qi patted her shoulder and instructed earnestly: "Our Qi family and Ye family have been intimate for generations, so we naturally don't want to see you in danger."

He knew very well that Ye Zhaoyan was not an irresponsible person, she was a responsible person.

"I will find a way to rescue her." Ye Zhaoyan said in a deep voice.

If anyone in Shangbishan’s army wanted to take the opportunity to cause trouble and stop the news from spreading, she really didn’t have time to stop it when the mountain was high and the road was long.

But it doesn't mean she will stand by.

"Shangbi Mountain is far away from Jindu. If you want to rush over, it will probably take some effort." Old Qi sighed.

Ye Zhaoyan was silent for a moment, looked up at Mr. Qi, and said firmly, "Old Qi, Lord Wei has left us with a lot of people. Choose some good endurance and rush to Shangbi Mountain to support you overnight."

Ye Zhaoyan folded the letter and put it in the envelope, saying, "In addition, be sure to let reliable people pass the letter, please ask Ye Zhengping to come to Jindu for a lecture."

Ye Zhaoyan wants Ye Zhengping to take charge of the overall situation.

She and her mother didn't have enough chips.

Lord Wei left limited power and was inconvenient to settle in Ye’s Mansion.

Neither of them is enough to shock Xue Huaidan.

At this time, she suddenly felt a little lonely.

"I'll make arrangements now." Mr. Qi nodded.

After Mr. Qi left, Ye Zhaoyan sat down again, looking at the note in his hand, a little condensation appeared between his eyebrows.

Xue Huaidan is really a cunning fox.

Not only did he secretly arrange people to stop the message from being transmitted, he also designed to trap her people at the foot of Shangbi Mountain.

What makes people even more powerless is that all this happens in the dark, making people unable to grasp the handle and cannot blame the matter.

Such a cautious layout is a great effort.

They are now in a desperate situation.

Ye Zhaoyan took a deep breath, threw the note into the candlestick and burned it to ashes.
Chapter completed!