After Li Chushan returned to Beijing, he rarely fell asleep in the main room. Most of the time, he spent the night alone in the study. As for why the mansion was prepared tonight, it all depends on a letter sent by the housekeeper in the afternoon. The concierge said that there was a woman wearing a straw raincoat and a straw hat. He gave the letter, left a sentence and left directly.

"Leave it to your master, life and death are at stake."

That's why he dared to take the big flaws of the world and hid a small number of soldiers in his mansion. He would rather believe in such a thing than not. Even if someone wants to frame him, he still has letters to prove it. Compared with his own life, this little trouble is nothing.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

"It's me, sir."

"Come in." Li Chushan put down the book, rubbed his eyebrows, and was a little worried. He had been tossing and turning on the bed in the middle of the night. When the yard was ringing, he put on his clothes and lit the candle in the study, and forced himself to read the book calmly.

"How about it?"

"The little incompetent made the assassin run away, but she was injured by an arrow and couldn't run fast. Master Li had already chased him out." The man was wearing a blue shirt, half-kneeling, holding his fists, and erecting his sword downwards. He was the one who pretended to be Li Chushan.

"It's okay, you go back first!" He waved his hand impatiently, intending to capture the assassin alive so that he could pry out something from his mouth to find out if it was related to the disappearing sender. However, there were so many people, let alone capture them alive, and there was no trace of the body. It was really a pamper.

The man silently retreated and closed the door. It was not because they were incompetent, but because the assassin was too decisive. In fact, it was not impossible to capture him alive. It was all because of the old man's troublesomeness.

About half an hour later, Li Xiangshan listened to the noise outside the house and was about to go out to ask, when a servant came to report that the old Taoist had returned with the assassin's body. He hurriedly asked the servant to take him to the yard.

The Taoist priest was surrounded by everyone, his Taoist robe was soaked, his hair was wet by the rain and his skinny cheeks were wet, and the body was placed on the ground. Seeing Li Xiangshan coming, everyone scattered a story, and Li Jian laughed: "Luckily I'm not humiliating my fate!" He held a big gift.

"Thank you for the Taoist priest this time. Come and take the Taoist priest down to change his clothes."

Li Jian was taken away by his servants. Those curious and watching the fun were dispersed by Li Chushan. There were only a few men in the armor and green clothes left in the hall.

Li Chushan put away his happy expression and turned to silence.

"Come here to see if it's this person." Li Chushan waved and let the man in green approach, to see if it was this person. He was finally wary of Li Jian, a Taoist priest with unknown origin.

The man lifted the mask of the body and showed a pale woman's face. In addition to being terrifyingly pale, he could see that he was quite pretty before his birth.

The man was a little uncertain. He thrust open the night clothes on the corpse's chest, revealing a large piece of snow-white. A small piece of arrows penetrated into his shoulders. The man squatted on the ground and observed for a while before standing up and clasping his fists.

"Report to the master, this person should be an assassin." In fact, he was not sure. It was too dark at that time and the assassin was covered with face. He couldn't see it clearly and wanted to see the clues from the arrow injury. However, how could an old man like Li Jian let go of these details?

"Dispose her, I don't want to hear anything related to tonight anymore." Li Chushan was a little irritated and couldn't help but feel unhappy when things failed to achieve their own results.

"Yes, sir."

Twenty-fourth Street.

Xiao Qiao was lying naked on the small bed, putting on a thick blanket to cover the secret place, her slender legs as long as snow were dazzling. Her half-dry short hair was scattered, Lin Ye sat aside, burning a knife on the flames of the candle.

The black night clothes were randomly discarded in the corner of the wall, covered with a pure white underwear.

"Have it over." Lin Ye whispered.

Xiao Qiao just closed her eyes, frowned, her face pale as paper, Lin Ye covered her forehead with her palm, which was as hot as it was.

Lin Ye turned on the blanket and fell to the collarbone. The place where the arrow was shot on his left shoulder was only half an inch from the heart. If she shifted a little further down, her life might be difficult to save. She put a small table close to the strings of the bed and placed the candle on it.

Take a deep breath to stabilize your mind and eliminate the desires that you accidentally touch.

The lights in the attic were on until the middle of the night. Lin Ye picked out the arrow, wiped the wound with salt water, applied golden sore medicine, and wrapped it with gauze. He took a big breath and raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat beads on his forehead. He looked a little exhausted.

She was wrapped up with a larger and thicker blanket. The wine red on Lin Ye's face could not dissipate for a long time. After all, he had never had any problems with men and women. The impact of the mature body of the opposite sex on him far exceeded his expectations.

The more he wants to suppress it, the more difficult it is to extricate himself.

With a snap, he was furious and angry. Lin Ye waved his sleeves and the candlestick was thrown to the ground. He rolled a few times on the ground and extinguished the candlelight. In the darkness, he sighed indescribably. What's the matter! He actually looked at his sister all over. However, he couldn't leave her here. Xiao Qiao had a high fever. If the fever did not subside in time, it would cause inflammation of the wound. And no one took care of her food, clothing, housing and transportation. At least Xiaoyue was there, it would be much more convenient.

Lin Yeheng picked her up and slowly went down the stairs. There was a carriage waiting outside the door.

drive!

"Young Master, Uncle Li..." Fang Shuhao was the one who drove the horse. He expected that Lin Ye would definitely be on Twenty-fourth Street tonight, so he drove the carriage here. Seeing the lights on in the attic, he kept waiting outside.

"I don't want to talk about this now. The subsequent evacuation will proceed according to the plan. Will the filing go smoothly?" Lin Ye took off his coat and put it on the blanket, lifting the short hair on her forehead, but he didn't dare to hug her too tightly, for fear of the wound being cracked.

"No surprise, there will be news tomorrow."

"Thank you for your hard work." Lin Ye said lightly. He was in a bad mood. He would know the result tonight early tomorrow morning.

Fang Shuhao just smiled bitterly. This matter was really not very beautiful. Li Chushan secretly hid such a big move in the mansion, but he couldn't even notice it.

The next day, it was dawn and the weather began to clear up.

When Xiaoyue was confused, she was going downstairs to boil water, she actually saw her young master sitting on a small stool, holding a broken fan in her hand, boiling medicine, looking haggard, obviously not sleeping all night.

"Young Master, what are you doing?" The little girl woke up most of her sleepyness and reached out to grab the fan in his hand.

"Someone needs medicine when they are sick." Lin Ye explained with a smile.

"Madam is sick?" She was a little suspicious and didn't hear the eldest lady get sick!

He just shook his head, looking a little tired.

"Take a set of your own clothes to my room. There is a girl on the bed who changed her to her. She was injured. Be careful." Lin Ye lowered his head, looked at the fire, and slapped her hard several times.

"ah?"

"What! Why don't you go quickly?" Lin Ye cursed with a smile, and slapped her in the thigh.

The little girl rubbed her hair and went up the stairs in a daze. Lin Ye put away her laughing expression and looked sad.
Chapter completed!