Chapter 41
Xin Siniang!
Yan Yiwan was very shocked. Wasn't she taken away by officers and soldiers that day?
She watched the two fight, and fixed her eyes on the elder brother who was at a disadvantage.

Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she blurted out: "Brother, be careful!"

Xin Siniang paused, and her men slowed down a bit. At this moment, Chen Ling dodged the knife.

Yan Yiwan breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart was still not relaxed.

She thought that her elder brother easily subdued that Li Lei that night.

something is wrong, something is wrong...

Just when she was wondering, the flowerpot under the grape trellis was chopped into pieces, and the knife was about to hit someone.

Yan Yiwan gritted her teeth and rushed out.

"Brother, be careful!"

She went straight to block in front of her, with her hands open and her eyes closed, waiting for the pain to come.

Suddenly a hand grabbed her and pulled her back, and a muffled groan came from her ear.

A low, hoarse man's voice...

Accompanied by the sharpness of the swords and swords, this night was covered with a layer of weirdness.

"Master—"

The butler's voice suddenly sounded, and soon there was a sound of footsteps, and the surrounding was quickly illuminated by torches.

"Young master, you are injured!"

Yan Yiwan closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to come, she opened one eye uneasily and looked secretly.

When he saw a circle of people in the yard, Xin Siniang was already tied up by uniforms not far away.

Surprised, she opened her eyes and looked around.

Seems like she's safe...

"Master!"

"Go get the doctor!"

When Yan Yiwan heard this, feeling that her arm was still being held tightly, she turned her head to look over.

Under the dim light, the man's face lost its former composure, and now it was slightly pale, with a thin layer of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Yan Yiwan's eyes were startled by the dark red on his arm, she reacted and immediately became nervous: "Brother, you are injured!"

Chen Ling glanced at her, let go of her hand, and walked into the house.

Yan Yiwan saw that his footsteps were a little vain, as if he was enduring great pain, and felt uneasy.

She hastily raised her heels up.

"Chen Ling, that knife is poisoned, I want you to bury it with my brother Lei!"

Yan Yiwan paused and turned to look at her.

At this time, the butler quickly walked past her.

"Hand over the antidote!"

"Since I dared to come here today, I didn't think about getting out of here alive!"

The butler's face darkened, and he ordered his subordinates: "Put her down."

Xin Siniang smiled coldly, and as soon as her mouth moved, her cheekbones were pinched and forced to open her mouth.

Soon a handkerchief was stuffed into her mouth.

"Don't think about self-harm, if you don't hand over the antidote tonight, I will make your life worse than death!"

"Push down!"

Soon the people in the yard dispersed, and the butler walked up to Yan Yiwan, and took a look at her: "Miss Si, please go ahead and take care of the Eldest Young Master!"

Yan Yiwan nodded slightly, without asking any further questions, and walked into the room.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a strong smell of blood.

She closed the door, walked inside, and was startled to see the dark red blood on the floor.

Walking to the bed, looking at the man with his eyes tightly closed and beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, she felt a little troubled.

She looked around, brought a copper basin from the shelf, dampened the cloth, wrung it dry, and then went to wipe his face.

With a sudden tightening of her wrist, Yan Yiwan's heart skipped a beat, and she slammed into the man's dark and cold eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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