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Ye Dazhi could not stand hearing such words. He almost took the doctor's life and wished he could kill Ye Jinsu now to vent his anger.

If it weren't for Ye Jinsu, the Xie Clan wouldn't have been in such a sorry state.

It was only when dawn arrived that the doctor finally said that he was safe and sound. Ye Shou finally felt relieved. Listening to the doctor's repeated warnings, saying that he had escaped from the hall of the underworld, he had to take good care of himself in the future.

To avoid falling ill again.

The scene from more than ten years ago was almost repeated again. Ye Shisui sat on the bed with a limp, holding Mrs Xie's hand against his cheek, as if venting his worry that there was nowhere to place it.

Yu'er, I will make a good plan for you.

I won't let you suffer by my side...

There had been a situation once in the past, and he would not experience it a second time.

When dawn arrived, Ye Jinsu opened her eyes and did not sleep for the night. She blinked her sleepy eyes at the sky. It was a sunny day after a night's rain. The sun was dazzling.

Ye Jinxiu was lost in thought.

Meng Lan brought some food and water and gave her an umbrella. Ye Jinsu couldn't hold her eyelids any longer and fell asleep. He was not calm at all. In his half dreaming state, Ye Jinsu had been dreaming. Sometimes he would dream that he had been killed by Ye Shotou, and sometimes he would dream that he had set fire to the entire Ye Residence.

In short, it was not peaceful.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Jinsu finally woke up. The sky had darkened in the distance, and the sky was low and the ground was low. A few sparrows flew across the night sky, seeming like they had been separated for a lifetime.

It was already evening.

Meng Lan came in with the food box. The kitchen was already closed. These dishes were all cooked by her. Although they were ordinary, they were still rather exquisite. Ye Jinsu saw through it and didn't say anything else. She asked, "Is Jingyun back yet?"

Meng Lan nodded. "I'm back."

"They really were discovered by the Xie Clan. By the time Swordcloud reached them, they were already taken out of the courtyard."

Ye Jinsu was stunned and lost for a moment.

Meng Lan quickly followed up, "But they didn't go far. Jing Yun followed them and saved two people on the border of life and death."

Ye Jinshu let out a sigh of relief and smiled thankfully, "That's good, that's good."

Seeing the smile on Ye Jinsu's face, Meng Lan pursed her lips. She decided to temporarily not tell Ye Jinxiu about Jing Yun's injury.

After handing the food to Ye Jinsu, Meng Lan smiled and said, "The two of them are being watched by Shuofeng. They are waiting for the seventh day."

"But today, that Aunt Kong is purposely keeping an eye on us."

Ye Jinsu picked up a handful of asparagus. It was probably Aunt Kong who had passed Huaiyu's will. Huaiyu was responsible for all of these matters while Madam Xie was ill in bed. In other words, the Xie Clan really trusts Huaiyu, Ye Jinsu thought as she narrowed her eyes.

Huaiyu was hard to deal with.

Ye Jinsu stopped her chopsticks and thought for a while.

"Tell Jingyun to create some chaos at the Qiuxiang Institute. Don't get too involved, it will affect the funeral three days from now." Ye Jinsu said.

Meng Lan bit her lower lip, feeling troubled. Since Jing Yun was injured, Shuofeng had to stay close to him to protect him. Right now, no one was around to help him. But this Huaiyu was something that had to be solved ?

"What's wrong?" Ye Jinsu looked at the strange expression on Meng Lan's face and asked in puzzlement.

Meng Lan shook her head, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Ye Jinxiu did not think too much and nodded, "Ye JinRu and the Xie family are both ill. Who is in charge of Si Xiang's funeral?"

"It's Auntie Shui Sang who is by the old lady's side."

"Is she well?" Ye Jinsu raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, the doctor came by and said that he suffered from a bit of a shock, but now he's fine." Meng Lan said, "The old lady is also ill, but with the Old Master accompanying her, we won't be able to leave the courtyard. There's no news for the time being."

Ye Jinsu paused for a moment, then remembered the words the Old Master had said to her last night.

At least in the whole House of Ye, there was a man who understood everything. Ye Jinsu thought with a smile.

After Ye Jinsu finished eating, Meng Lan put away the bowl and chopsticks as she opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something.

"His Royal Highness, he, has sent you a letter."

Ye Jinsu was stunned for a second before opening his mouth, "What did he say?"

When Meng Lan saw Ye Jinsu's expression, she suddenly understood. Ye Jinsu had known them all along, but she had never made it clear. She took out an envelope and handed it over to Ye Jinsu.

When she received the thin letter, she couldn't even feel the weight of it. She had almost forgotten about Ning Yunxiao in the past few days. He really did have a way to change his way of showing off in front of her.

Opening the letter with a wry smile, Ye Jinsu unfolded the letter. On the yellowing paper, there were only four words: Protect yourself thoroughly.

Ye Jinsu couldn't help but smile and handed the paper over to Meng Lan. "Help me tell your prince that I won't die that easily."

It was already sunset on the horizon, and it was rare for Ye Jinsu to sweep the haze away. She admired the color of the red clouds that filled the sky for a while. In fact, this wasn't considered bad. Some people recited their feelings of perfection, and it wasn't considered bad.

Xiao Hong looked at Ye Jinsui's slightly tilted face and suddenly pursed its lips into a smile.

The laughter wasn't loud, but Ye Jinsu heard it.

Touching the tip of her nose, Ye Jinsu retracted the expression on her face and glared at Xiao Hong with feigned anger, "What are you looking at?"

Little Red stifled a laugh. "I'm laughing at Miss."

"When the young miss received the prince's letter, she started laughing."

Ye Jinxiu felt a little awkward, so she simply turned her head away from Lil 'Red.

The night quietly approached.

After a day of hustle and bustle, the Qiuxiang Institute finally returned to silence.

Huaiyu walked out of the Xie family's room and thumped her shoulder in pain. The Xie Clan, on the other hand, had woken up today, but their bodies hadn't recovered much. Autumn Fragrance Court was busy, heating hot water and brewing medicine.

She had been busy all day, and she was almost dead from exhaustion.

But she couldn't rest yet.

Huaiyu stretched her muscles, looked at Aunt Kong who had just come in from outside, and walked to the back of the house.

"How are things today?" Huaiyu asked in a low voice.

Aunt Kong shook her head. "That girl is extremely crafty. I wasn't able to see anything."

Aunt Kong looked troubled. Even if Huaiyu was dissatisfied, she could not say anything. Now was the time to hire someone, and now only Aunt Kong could use it.

"Alright, keep an eye out. Right now, the madame and the young miss were both ill. The little slut definitely could not have any chance to recover. Do you understand? " Once again, Huaiyu stressed the same point as Aunt Kong.

Aunt Kong nodded.

It was already late in the night when he had finished speaking. After settling everything, Huaiyu yawned and walked into her room.

The wind carried a burnt smell. Huaiyu rubbed her nose, wondering why the kitchen had been burnt.

Huaiyu woke up in an instant. This place was very far from the kitchen, how could there be the smell of burning? When he looked around, he realized that the houses in the backyard were on fire.

"He went astray!" A group of servants ran out in fright, running towards Huaiyu for help.

Huaiyu had long since lost her sleepiness. The backyard was connected to the front yard, and if she did not control the fire well, it would burn down the Xie Family's house. Huai Yu was shocked and ran out shouting: "I went astray! The Fragrant Autumn School is in trouble! "

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