As Song Yichen left, Xuanyuan Yiyu obediently handed the bottle of medicine to Xuanyuan Qingtian under Xuanyuan Qingtian's gaze. He stood there with his head down depressed, waiting for Xuanyuan Qingtian's reprimand.
But Xuanyuan Qingtian didn't reprimand him. He just patted him on the shoulder, looked at him deeply, and turned to leave. But after taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and gave instructions.
"Go and inquire. In the past few days, someone has purchased several houses near Jixiang Shop at high prices. Find out what they are going to do and who the buyer is. Find out clearly."
"Yes, I understand, then Brother Sanhuang, I'm leaving."
Xuanyuan Qingtian nodded and walked out with Xuanyuan Yiyu. He had to deliver medicine to Duanmu Minya anyway.
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The night is as cold as water, and everything is silent. The entire Yuwang Mansion is silent under the dark night. The cold night wind blows, and the gradually turning yellow leaves make a swishing sound when the cold wind blows, and then turn yellow and red.
The leaves fluttered and fell slowly.
In such a quiet, desolate, sparse and cold night, on the winding path, there were two figures, carefully and familiarly avoiding the patrolling guards and watchmen, walking towards Mrs. Qin Qing's piano courtyard.
These two figures are petite, wearing black cloaks and hats, but it can be seen from their clothes that they are maids, and even third-class maids.
In such a late night, only the third-class maids will be sent out to do errands. The others, except for the night watch, will go to sleep without worries. Who would go out for a walk on a cold night?
They walked cautiously, looking around from time to time, as if they were dodging the guards. They didn't want to alarm anyone or attract anyone's attention. Even if they were guards, they didn't want to be discovered.
In this way, they sneaked around in a big circle, avoiding the guards, and arrived at Mrs. Qin Qing's yard without any danger.
One of the maids carefully knocked on the vermilion door. She lowered her voice and said a few words. The person behind the door slowly opened a gap, and a yellowish candlelight shot out, illuminating the
The maid's face seemed to show her true identity.
The candlelight faded away for a moment, and then the door was closed again. It seemed that he was about to go in and ask for the master's instructions.
After a while, the vermilion gate slowly opened a hole that could allow a person to pass through. The maid hurriedly ran to the maid standing at the bottom of the steps, and respectfully helped her to the vermilion gate.
Go.
The maid, who was still wearing her hat, slowly looked back around when she entered to make sure no one else saw her.