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Chapter 39
It was late at night, and the main city of Jindu was already pitch black, with only a few main roads flickering with faint light spots.

In the darkroom of the Ye Mansion, the candlelight danced with faint blue flames.

An oil lamp is placed on a table in the center of the room.

"Zhiyan, look who this is?"

A bloody man was thrown in the middle of the dark room.

Under the dim light, the man's body was tightly bound, and the clothes on his body were already tattered, looking horrible.

The whip marks were clearly visible, the blood stained the tattered clothes on his body, and Yin Hong's blood was still oozing from the wound.

It was the man who tore Xue Zhiyan's clothes in Yin Temple.

Seeing the people on the ground, Xue Zhiyan's pupils shrank suddenly, and she looked at Xue Huaitan in shock, her voice trembling.

"Uncle, Zhi Yan was wrong, Zhi Yan shouldn't have broken into that room!"

Xue Zhiyan knelt on the ground, crying.

Xue Huaidan looked at her, with a trace of bitterness and sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Zhaoyan has been proven to have nothing to do with this man, if you really know that you are wrong, you should understand what it means for you to keep this man. "

"uncle!"

"Zhiyan, you are a smart child, you should know which is more important."

While speaking, a knife fell in front of Xue Zhiyan.

The edge of the blade shone with a cold light, and it glowed with a gloomy luster under the dim candlelight in the dark room.

Xue Zhiyan's eyes were filled with tears, she bit her lip so hard that she didn't let herself cry.

"I was wrong, uncle."

Seeing her appearance, Xue Huaidan couldn't bear it.

This pawn is too immature, if he doesn't make up his mind, it will hinder his plan sooner or later.

He looked away, and said indifferently: "If he doesn't die, one day you will die!"

Xue Zhiyan looked up, only to see that the blade was still stained with blood, her face was as pale as paper, and her body was trembling and trembling.

"Yes! Zhiyan understands!" She choked up and nodded, tremblingly picked up the handle of the knife, and stabbed at the man.

Just when the tip of the knife was still half an inch away from the man's neck, the man suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her sharply, his fists creaking.

"Ah!" Xue Zhiyan's arm went limp in fright, and the dagger in her hand fell to the ground.

She looked at Xue Huaitan in panic, and shouted tremblingly: "Uncle, save me!"

"Humph!"

The man let out a muffled grunt, and opened his mouth to spit out a large pool of dirty blood.

Xue Huaidan cast a cold glance at the people on the ground, and said coldly, "If he doesn't die, you will die for him!"

Xue Zhiyan was so frightened that she trembled all over, she quickly stood up, raised the knife, and stabbed at the person on the ground.

The man on the ground looked at the sharp weapon that was getting closer, with strong hatred and resentment in his eyes.

"Pfft!"

There was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh.

The man's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief, as if he hadn't expected that the final result would be like this.

The tip of the knife hit the heart, and the blood flow continued.

"boom!"

Xue Zhiyan's legs went limp and she fell to the ground.

She covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes were red, and tears kept falling down, but she didn't dare to make any movement.

The man's head drooped to the side, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was dying. It looked very terrifying.

"Puff puff!"

A few more soft sounds came out, and the man on the ground twitched and slowly lost his breath of life.

"Ouch!" Xue Zhiyan retched while clutching her chest.

She killed someone with her own hands!

Xue Zhiyan's whole body trembled violently, her beautiful eyes were full of fear and fear.

"My lord!" A guard stepped quickly from the door and walked up to Xue Huaidan.

Xue Huaidan glanced at him indifferently, and scolded in a cold voice: "What's so panicking?"

The guard wiped the sweat from his forehead and apologized in fear: "This subordinate should be damned! Please report to your lord, Second Steward Xue has a clue about Miss Zhaoyan!"

Xue Huaitan raised his brows sharply, and asked urgently, "Say it quickly!"

"Yes" the guard replied respectfully, and then told all the clues collected just now.

After listening to the guard's report, Xue Huaidan's eyes became colder and colder.

"You mean she is hiding in the Zhuo Palace?"

"My subordinates are sure that she is hiding in the Zhuo Palace, and it seems that she has been protected by the young master of the Zhuo family." The guard replied.

"Okay!" Xue Huaidan sneered with a strong murderous intent in his eyes, "It seems that I really underestimated this girl! She really deserves to be the granddaughter of that old man Ye!"

If it wasn't for Ye Lao'er being good at calculating, how could he be firmly trapped in Ye's mansion, being a notorious son-in-law.

"My lord, what should we do?" the guard asked.

Xue Huaidan said with gloomy eyes: "Since that girl is so hard-boned and so cunning, I'll go along with the flow and give her a big gift!"

A bold idea was born in his heart.

"Putting the boat with the current?" the guard asked in surprise.

Xue Huaitan nodded slightly, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and said: "Yes! Since she doesn't like to follow the rules, she wants to shock the world! I'll give her a ride and see how long she can last!"

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Pass down the order, withdraw the guards outside, leave some people to clean up the eyeliner along the road, and conceal Zhaoyan's whereabouts." Xue Huaitan ordered, wrote a few lines on the paper with the dim oil lamp, and handed it to himself The confidant continued: "Let the second housekeeper Xue deliver it to the residences of the adults, and be sure to hand it over to him before dawn."

"My subordinate understands!"

"Zhiyan, are you willing to help uncle?" Xue Huaidan turned around, looked at the shivering girl sitting on the ground, and asked in a softer voice.

"Uncle, please tell me." Xue Zhiyan wiped the tears from her cheeks, suppressing the fear in her heart, and replied.

Seeing her performance, Xue Huaidan had a satisfied smile on his face, approached her and whispered to her, then left.

In the northwest corner of Ye Mansion, there is a small courtyard for servants.

Weeds were overgrown behind the courtyard gate, making it a mess.

The whole house was extremely dilapidated. Apart from a bed and a table and chair, there were no other decorations in the room, which made it look extremely old.

An oil lamp in the room gave off a dim light.

On the bed lay a young man in a blue shirt.

The boy's eyes were closed tightly, his face was as pale as snow, his body was covered with a worn blanket, his breathing was weak, and he looked as if he had been seriously injured.

The clothes on his body were already filthy and messy, but he still couldn't hide his handsome facial features. There was an air of arrogance and rebellion between his brows, he looked very much like a wounded leopard.

The door was pushed open, and a tall, thin and burly black figure walked in from the door.

"Ahem!" The boy coughed violently, and slowly opened his eyes.

There was a bit of fatigue and pain in his eyes, and a pair of dark eyes stared straight at the man in front of the bed.

The man stuffed a pill into his mouth, snorted coldly, and asked in a rather unfriendly tone: "What did you do? You let someone take advantage of you?!"

(End of this chapter)