A month later, the soldiers Ye Zhengping brought from Shangbi Mountain were firmly stationed at the city gate.

Ye Zhaoyan's injuries were mostly recovered, and he quickly walked into Ye Fugui's yard carrying a tray.

Ye Fugui was sitting in the yard taking a nap under the shade of a tree.

After many days of careful maintenance, her complexion has improved a lot, and her originally sunken cheeks have become rounder, adding a touch of aura to her beautiful facial features.

She was wearing a light green dress, her black hair was rolled up casually, and a strand of blue silk hung in front of her forehead, looking fresh and beautiful.

Ye Fugui heard the footsteps and opened her eyes. When she saw her daughter approaching, the sleepiness on her face immediately dissipated a little, "Zhaoyan."

Ye Zhaoyan placed the tray in his hand on the stone table in front of her.

There is a jet black box on top.

Ye Zhaoyan took out a thick piece of jade and handed it to Ye Fugui.

The jade stone is all green and translucent. Under the sunlight, it shines with a faint light, which is really beautiful.

It is the seal of Ye Mansion.

The seal is made of meticulous workmanship and exquisite carving, and the jade quality is rare and top-grade. It is engraved with the dragon totem of the Ye family, which is lifelike and solemn.

Ye Fugui reached out and held the jade stone, feeling all kinds of feelings welling up in his heart.

Once upon a time, this palace seal also belonged to her, but it only stayed in the hands of Mrs. Xue for less than three years.

At that time, not long after she gave birth to Zhaoyan, she was still busy taking care of the general affairs of Ye Mansion. It happened that many difficult things happened inside and outside Ye Mansion.

There are many things that even Mr. Qi finds extremely difficult. In addition, there are many matters involving the women's inner court, so it is difficult for Mr. Qi to interfere.

Ye Fugui was so anxious that he became a little haggard.

Just when she was frowning, Xue Huaidan began to look after her considerately and told her that she could bring Mrs. Xue to Ye Mansion to take care of her troubles.

Although she felt a little weird at the time, she still agreed and reported the matter to her father.

Her father nodded and said everything depends on her wishes.

Mrs. Xue is an old woman with a cheerful personality. After coming to Ye Mansion, she really helped Ye Fugui a lot and saved her a lot of worry.

Ye Fugui was grateful to her and regarded her as his respected elder.

She originally thought that such peaceful days would last forever.

Unexpectedly, less than ten years later, a nightmare would befall her.

Nowadays, things have changed and people have changed, and things have changed and people have changed.

A trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, but she quickly covered it up. She reached out to take the seal, put it away, then raised her head and smiled sweetly at her daughter.

Ye Zhaoyan looked at the bright smile blooming on her face, and his mood improved.

"Mom, you have just recovered. I will take care of the housework for the time being. Don't worry about it. Just take good care of yourself." Ye Zhaoyan warned Ye Fugui.

Hearing his daughter's words, Ye Fugui was extremely moved.

She looked at her daughter's bandaged wrist and shook her head slightly, "Zhaoyan, your injury has not fully recovered yet, so you shouldn't work too hard. You'd better let me do it."

Ye Zhaoyan wanted to persuade him again, but he heard footsteps coming from the door, and then Ye Zhengping's voice reached everyone's ears.

"Helping him back, telling his story."

The two of them looked towards the source of the sound and saw Ye Zhengping in a white robe. He had the sun on his back and a light layer of sweat on his face. He looked dusty.

Behind him were Lian Luo and a woman.

The woman looked dignified, dressed simply and appropriately, was clean and tidy, and looked very appropriate.

She was holding a tray in her hand, with several thick stacks of account books placed on the tray. She walked not far from Ye Fugui and stood still.

When Ye Fugui saw this scene, he immediately stood up from the wicker chair and greeted him with a smile.

"Is this the stewardess you found?" Ye Fugui stretched out his hand to take the piles of account books and looked at Ye Zhengping.

Ye Zhengping nodded, "Well, she is Mama Zhang, the daughter of my mother's wet nurse. She has helped run the business in Ye's shop since she was a child. She is very smart, hard-working and capable, and is loyal and honest. I asked her to come

I'll help you with the housekeeper, just ask her around."

He smiled and looked at Ye Zhaoyan again, "The internal affairs of the Ye Mansion are not something that a little girl like you can handle easily. Don't worry about these trivial matters until your injury is healed, lest your mother feel distressed!"

Ye Zhaoyan chuckled lightly, his eyebrows stretched, "I'm not as delicate as my mother!"

Ye Zhengping looked at his playful niece in front of him, smiled and shook his head, without saying much.

Seeing Ye Zhengping's doting eyes on Ye Zhaoyan, Ye Fugui felt a warm current in his heart.

"Fugui, it's windy outside. You should go back to the house and rest first! Why didn't you bring a maid with you when you came out?"

Ye Zhengping couldn't help but frowned when he saw that her clothes were thin and no servant had brought out a cloak for her.

Hearing the word maid, the smile on Ye Fugui's face froze for a moment, then returned to its original state, and nodded, "I will pay attention next time."

The image of Xiyun covered in bruises appeared in her mind, and her heart was filled with guilt.

She has not forgotten how she was imprisoned by Mrs. Xue for three days and forced to confess. Xiyun was tortured and screamed every day, dripping with blood.

That scene was so terrifying and scary that she couldn't even accept it now.

If she could have noticed this conspiracy earlier, Xiyun would not have been so seriously hurt.

Now Xiyun is hiding away from people all day long. She tried to comfort her many times but to no avail. She was afraid that Xiyun would not be able to think about it, so she just watched people around. Unexpectedly, Xiyun refused to eat or drink to resist, so Ye Fugui had to send two men.

A maid kept an eye on her from a distance and allowed her to walk freely in Ye Mansion.

Noticing the change in the expression on his mother's face, Ye Zhaoyan's eyes fell on her, as if he had guessed something.

Ye Zhengping also noticed something unusual and looked thoughtfully at Lian Luo beside him.

Ye Zhaoyan quickly asked someone to go to Grandma Shen to inquire about Xiyun's whereabouts. Knowing that she was in the small garden in front of Minzhu Courtyard, he rushed over with Dogwood.

When passing by the Minzhu Courtyard, I found that it was quiet outside the courtyard, the courtyard door was wide open, and the stone lion beside the door was lifeless.

In the flowerbed in front of the door, half of the flowers have withered, and only the remaining branches and leaves are swaying in the wind.

The courtyard was desolate and desolate. Even the courtyard walls were covered with all kinds of weeds and ivy, making it look desolate and miserable.

The place has been empty for only a month, and the once bustling courtyard is now nothing but a mess of ruins.

A woman's plaintive cry could be heard faintly, the voice was low and full of pain.

Ye Zhaoyan's heart beat violently several times, and an ominous premonition enveloped her heart.

She walked towards the yard, and Dogwood followed behind her, with a worried look on her face.

Walking to the center of the yard, there was an osmanthus tree. It was in bloom at this time, and the fragrance of the osmanthus came to the nostrils, making people feel relaxed and happy, but Ye Zhaoyan had no intention of admiring it.
Chapter completed!