"Some muscle damage is almost healed." Mu Qingge met the sharp and straight-looking look of Old Mrs. Song, and his eyes dodged with guilt.

Song Ciyun's face darkened. He saw that Mu Qingge had concealed her, but he had another idea in his heart.

Old Mrs. Song snorted coldly and said with a meaningful meaning, "The child is really smart now."

"Aunt Song, let the next generation solve the relationship between the younger generation by themselves. As long as they are happy and treat each other sincerely..."

Wen Qing didn't know why Old Mrs. Song suddenly turned cold, but she saw that Mu Qingge had something to hide, so she helped her say something.

"Do you think Xiaoyuan likes her? You can't understand what happened in the front yard just now?" Song Ciyun's tone was cold. She did not forget Yan Yuan's indifference to Mu Qingge in the front yard.

"Doctor Mu, the room is cleaned up." Sister Mei quickly walked into the yard and said to Mu Qingge.

"I've packed it up, just go into the house and sit for a while! I don't know how long it will take to remove the dust." Old Mrs. Song didn't want to listen to Wen Qing's persuasion anymore, and she raised her legs and was about to leave.

Seeing the attitude of Mrs. Song, Wen Qing wanted to speak but stopped, so he finally chose to give up and helped the old lady walk towards the room. He turned his head to look at Mu Qingge and smiled.

Mu Qingge was very grateful to Wen Qing for helping her talk. She followed Zhan Yan and nodded and bent down to express her gratitude.

"Miss Mu, you can go in and sit for a while, your legs are not healed yet." Sister Mei was stunned when she saw Mu Qingge and suggested.

"No need, go and prepare to bring it in. I'll just go in by myself." Mu Qingge recovered from his senses. Old Mrs. Song had disappeared at the door, but Old Mrs. Song's cold expression kept echoing in her head. Is she so worthy of Yan Yuan?

Mu Qingge did not enter that room after all. Old Mrs. Song was firm in her attitude. Even if Wen Qing helped her speak, the old lady would not buy it. She thought that she probably didn't want to see her.

The wind in the backyard was shaking loudly. The corner door was blown open suddenly, and Mu Qingge vaguely saw the green outside the corner door. The corner door was at the end of the corridor. If she had convenient legs and feet, it would not have been so hard for a short distance.

She raised her legs and stepped on the steps to walk back to the corridor, holding the railings of the corridor towards the corner door of the backyard.

Seeing the scenery outside the corner gate, Yan Yuan took a breath of air conditioning and his eyes suddenly tightened. He looked down from a high place, and what caught his eye was a dense forest of trees. Because it was a bit depressed in winter, it could also show the magnificence and lushness of the forest at the turn of spring and summer.

In the middle of the forest is a cemetery surrounded by walls. The cemetery is vast and large, with tombstones standing in a neat arrangement. From the depths of my heart, a solemn and sacred feeling surges out.

From the backyard to the cemetery is a dozen steps. The steps circling to the gate to the cemetery.

"This is the cemetery of the ancestors of the Yan family." A strange voice suddenly came from behind Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge was startled and wanted to look back and see who was behind him. Before he turned his head, he felt that someone was pushing his back with force. His feet were unstable, and he staggered and rolled down towards the ladder.

The weightlessness and the marble ladder in front of her made her heart raise the highest point. Her heart suddenly tightened and opened suddenly. Only a scream behind her was heard and something was broken into pieces.

At the critical moment, Mu Qingge subconsciously hugged his head. Such high steps rolled down one after another, and he would be disabled even if he was not dead.

Every time the impact hits the edges and corners of the steps, severe pain comes from the waist, legs, and arms, all over the body, as if it rolls on the tip of a knife.

Yan Yuan was still cleaning the tablets in the main hall. Sister Mei rushed to the door in a panic and shouted loudly, "Something happened."

Yan Yuan walked quickly to the backyard, where there were broken teapots and tea cups on the ground. Her grandmother was helped by Aunt Wen Qing and walked from the room to the corner door, without seeing Mu Qingge.

"Young Master, Miss Mu was pushed down." Sister Mei said tremblingly.

Yan Yuan's heart tightened, and the huge panic made him rush over with a quick turn.

Yan Yuan frowned when he saw the scenery on the steps, and did not have Mu Qingge's figure. He just saw the falling blood on the steps.

"Where is the person?" Yan Yuan looked at Sister Mei, frowned and asked coldly.

"I just saw a figure pushing Miss Mu, and then ran down the corner gate. Maybe he took Miss Mu away." Sister Mei was shocked. She clearly saw it. Why is there no one on the stairs?

Yan Yuan raised his legs and ran down the stairs quickly. Looking down from the trees on both sides of the road, he did not see Mu Qingge.

"What happened?"

Old Master Yan walked over from the front yard and saw a group of people surrounding the corner gate. Seeing Yan Yuan panic looking for something, and there were also eye-catching blood on the stairs. She asked in a deep voice.

Seeing that the old man and Mrs. Song surrounded him, Sister Mei said again what had just happened.

"You read that right? Someone really pushed Dr. Mu? What about her?"

Yan Wucheng's face turned dark and he asked coldly.

Sister Mei's heart trembled when she stared at Shangyan Wucheng and the people around her.

"I walked in from the hanging flower door with tea, and heard Miss Mu scream, and then a black shadow disappeared from the corner door. I rushed over and saw Miss Mu wrapped in her light yellow coat and rolling towards the stairs quickly. Then I quickly ran to the lobby to find someone to help."

Wen Qing was shocked when he heard this. Looking at Yan Yuan's panic, he also followed him down the steps to search.

"No, you didn't even see the situation clearly, and you were talking nonsense! Did you see clearly that the person rolling down the stairs was Dr. Mu?"

"I didn't see clearly. Her clothes were very long. I covered my face. I didn't see the face..." Sister Mei thought about it. She really didn't see her face clearly, but her figure was not wrong. Moreover, the person who rolled down had blood on her legs. The white suit was stained with blood. She knew that Mu Qingge's legs were bleeding all the time. She noticed that she held her in the morning.

"Old man, it must be a servant who was confused. Doctor Mu should have gone around and came back soon. The time for sacrifice is coming soon. Let's start in the front yard."

Yan Wucheng glared at him and stopped Sister Mei from talking further. He advised Mr. Yan to worship his ancestors as the importance of worshiping his ancestors.

"Send someone to go down and see if Doctor Mu is lost and let Xiao Yuan come up. It's groundless. Why is it so serious if you're fine?"

The old man's eyes flashed, his eyes were sharp, and he ordered.

"My mother-in-law, don't be surprised. The servant must have read it wrong." Old Master Yan smiled and looked at Song Ciyun, who was frowning slightly on the side, and said.

"Well, young people nowadays like to wander around and ask Wenqing to follow him to search, Sister Mei, just help me to the main hall." Old Mrs. Song disagreed and said with a calm smile.

"His second uncle, take Lao Cao and Awen to search. The stairs are steep and don't let Miss Wenqing get hurt." Mr. Yan's face was slightly cold. Seeing Mrs. Song holding Sister Mei to walk towards the main hall and arrange it.

Yan Yuan watched the blood on the ground disappear on the steps halfway. On the last step, he saw a red rope bracelet with the nameplate he was familiar with English letters written on it.

He looked around blankly, with trees growing, and there were no traces of being trampled in the grass on the ground.

The gate of the cemetery was locked, and Mu Qingge had a leg injury and would never be able to go in.

Can she still survive after rolling down such a high stairs? Yan Yuan's heart was raised to his throat. He didn't want to believe that Mu Qingge disappeared out of thin air.

"Xiao Yuan, have you found it?"

Wen Qing looked at the eye-catching bloodstains along the way, and saw Yan Yuan's face pale, and became more worried.

"I didn't find it, this bracelet belonged to her, but the person disappeared. Someone took her away." Yan Yuan's tone was surprisingly calm.

Wen Qing heard the forbearance and sadness in his tone. What happened?

"Do you know who it is? Are all these blood stains from Qingge? She was injured." Wen Qing could not be as calm as Yan Yuan showed. She fell down such a high stairs and heard that they were pushed down. She couldn't believe if Mu Qingge still had life.

"I don't know, Aunt Wen Qing, aren't you together? Why would she come to the cemetery alone?"

"Aunt Song doesn't like Qingge very much. He thinks Mu Qingge is a little clever. She doesn't want you two to be together. What's going on with you? Why do both of them have the attitude of trying to separate each other's relationship?" Wen Qing was a little confused.

"Young Master, the old man asked you to worship your ancestors. I'll leave it to the second master, Lao Cao and me, Miss Wenqing. You go up first."

Awen quickly walked to Yan Yuan and said briefly.

"Aunt Wen Qing, this matter has nothing to do with you, why don't you go there with me?"

"Aunt Song intends to let me stay. I will look for it with them, so you can rest assured. I really hope Qingge is just coming down for a walk." Aunt Wen Qing murmured.

Yan Yuan looked at Yan Wucheng walking towards him. He hid the bracelet in his palm and his face returned to calmness.

"Awen, let someone go to Dr. Mu's residence later to see if she has gone back first. If Dr. Mu gets lost in the woods, if he is not seriously injured after finding her, please send her back first."

Yan Yuan ordered calmly, looked up at Yan Wucheng and smiled indifferently, "Uncle Second, the old man is going to come to the cemetery to burn paper later. Uncle Second, let's prepare it first."

Yan Wucheng relied on Yan Yuan's disregarded expression, and for a moment he didn't know whether Yan Yuan really didn't care about Mu Qingge or was deliberately making a show for him.

"Xiao Yuan, don't worry, the old man is waiting for you to come in the front yard. I'll leave this here to me."

Yan Wucheng also learned from Yan Yuan's disregard and said calmly.

Last night, he saw Yan Yuan go downstairs and hug Mu Qingge back to the room. If his nephew really lost feelings for the lame doctor, he still had doubts.

But in this scene today, is it true that someone really wants to kill Mu Qingge or Yan Yuan directed and acted by himself? He is not sure.

"Uncle Xie Er." Yan Yuan turned around and left without any nostalgia.

Yan Wucheng couldn't help but applaud, and at the same time he was even more sure that the Yan family's cold-blooded expression was impatient no matter how they looked. It was obvious that Mu Qingge's sudden disappearance made him very unhappy. It caused him trouble.
Chapter completed!