Chapter 54: Encountering an Ambiguous Scene in the Back Garden 2
"Second Miss, I have something I want to do." Xiaochun said softly, "Can you do it yourself?"
Xian Ziqian thought that Xiaochun was worried, so she nodded and said, "Okay, it's okay, you can go. However, this is Guan Mansion, so you should pay attention to yourself."
Xiaochun nodded immediately, then turned around. She remembered that shortly after the two of them came out with the second son of the Guan family, the people in the front hall seemed to have slowly walked out and wandered around in the courtyard. It was still early for dinner, so Qin Yun should be accompanying them.
At this time, the eldest lady should be wandering in the courtyard accompanied by the eldest son of the Guan family. She should not let the slaves follow her anymore. Maybe she still has time to find Qin Yun and ask for details.
Xian Zijian slowly walked into the back garden. At this time, the back garden was very quiet and a little hot. The sun was shining directly on the ground. The road paved with bluestones was a little hot. Xian Zijian was walking along the lotus pond while trying to find something.
Find a cooler place to stay for a while.
Suddenly, I heard a faint sound of crying in front of me. It was not loud, and it drifted slowly into my ears with the wind. I couldn't hear it clearly among the harsh chirping of cicadas. If the sound of crying hadn't been familiar, Xian Ziqian wouldn't have heard it.
And stop and listen carefully.
It was indeed a familiar cry, which conveyed sadness, helplessness and pity, making people feel pity. This voice should belong to my sister. How could she cry in the back garden of Guan Mansion and be so sad? Could it be the Guan family?
What did the eldest son find and what did he say? Thinking about it, he walked quietly towards the place where the sound came from, trying not to make a sound and hiding among the flowers, plants and trees on the roadside as much as possible.
"Ziyai, don't cry, I can't blame you for this." It was Xuan Yi's voice.
Xian Ziqian was so frightened that she almost turned around and ran away. Oh my God, my sister was so bold. She cried to Xuan Yi in the back garden of Guan Mansion. What would the people of Guan Mansion think if they saw this? Even the young master of the Guan family saw it.
If you don't see it or if Madam Guan doesn't see it, if any slave or servant who happens to be passing by sees it and spreads it to the ears of Mr. Guan or Madam Guan, it's definitely not a good thing.
"It's all Zi Ai's fault." Xian Zi Ai's voice was sad and helpless, sobbing softly as she murmured, "Zi Ai said she liked you and wanted you to pay attention to her, so I felt soft and let her wear my clothes.
She likes that dress so much and has a happy face. I really don't want her to be sad. I also thought that maybe you would like her. After all, she is Zi Ai's sister. Mr. Xuan may take care of Zi Ai.
I had to show some pity to Zi Jian because of my face. I didn’t expect that Mrs. Guan would misunderstand Zi Jian. It’s really Zi Jiao’s fault.”
Xian Ziqian held her breath and thought evilly: It is indeed your fault! However, it is not what you said, it is another kind of fault! However, thinking about it, she did not get angry or rush to criticize her sister's words and deeds.
, she doesn’t like Xuan Yi anyway, Xuan Yi can think whatever he likes, it’s none of her business.
Xuan Yi gently stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Xian Zi Ai's face, and held Zi Ai in his arms lovingly. Xian Zi Ai felt dizzy and wanted to avoid looking away. Suddenly, he saw someone walking this way from a distance.
It looks familiar, but if you look closely, you will see that it is Aning, the slave serving Guan Yupeng, the eldest son of the Guan family.
Xian Ziqian was sure that An Ning was walking in this direction, and then turned her head. Xuan Yi and Xian Zi Ai were still cuddling with each other, completely unaware of An Ning's appearance. Especially Xian Ziqian discovered that Xuan Yi did not have any servants around him to serve him, so
There was no credible person to remind him of Aning's appearance.