The evil first wife who wears a book, and the future first assistant wants to kill me every day

Gao Yan endured his patience and searched all the places in the west as far as he could see. He was exhausted and his robe was wet.

I found the sky turning from dark to bright.

I found that the heavy rain went from pouring with anger to unable to stop, and finally only the early morning autumn wind swept across the dilapidated and desolate place.

It was daybreak, the rain had stopped, but there was still no news from her.

It was a rainy night, she was injured, she had lost her luggage, and she didn't check into the inn. Where could she go?

Gao Yan racked his brains, more troublesome than any other business, but still couldn't find a place where she could go.

She wasn't familiar with Gusu at all, and he wasn't very familiar either...

At this moment, Gao Yan regretted it.

I regret that I shouldn't have hurt her, and I shouldn't have used aggressive methods to provoke her.

After all, she didn't have hairpins and was still a child.

The environment in which I grew up is different from others, so I shouldn't be too impatient.

You should be more patient, listen to her patiently, and teach her patiently...

Just as he was drowning in self-blame, he suddenly heard the sound of clear footsteps coming from outside the courtyard.

It's not Xiao Wu's. He only walks in a hurry and fast, not at this slow pace.

She looked out the door expectantly, but when she saw a blush silk skirt, her expectations were disappointed again.

It's Qiaoer.

It's not that she's back.

Qiaoer was wearing a moon-white cloak, and her face looked haggard and pale against the cloudy sky in the early morning.

When she saw the disappointment in the young master's eyes, she knew that it was not her he was expecting...

Feeling sad inside, I finally sighed helplessly and stepped forward to care for him.

"Is there any news about sister Zisu?"

"No."

Qiaoer only found out about Zisu running away from home in the middle of the night.

When he learned that it was related to him, he rushed over early in the morning and blamed himself: "It's all my fault, it's my fault for making too much fuss, it's my fault..."

Before he could finish his words of self-blame, Gao Yan interrupted: "It has nothing to do with you."

The indifferent attitude reminded Qiaoer of leaning in his arms yesterday and hearing the warmest words he had ever said, "It's okay."

It's a pity that warmth is always short-lived, so short-lived that it lasts only three words.

Qiao'er explained a few words, saying that Zisu's sister Xu was a child at heart, and Xu would come back after hiding for two days, so she asked the young master not to worry too much.

Gao Yan hummed and said, "Go back and rest. I'll change clothes and go find her later."

Only then did Qiaoer see that his clothes were soaked, and his eyes were lightly bruised, and his eyes were full of exhaustion, showing that he had not rested all night.

If she is really a maid, is it worth his going to war and sending Boss Zhou to help?

How could Qiaoer not know about the battle last night?

The young master doesn't like to owe favors, but he troubled Boss Zhou for a maid.

There was a tight and bitter pain in my chest, as if something was about to burst out.

The moment Gao Yan turned around, Qiaoer finally couldn't hold it back and asked bluntly: "Young Master likes Zisu, right?"

like?

This word made Gao Yan stop suddenly, and he had the idea of ​​laughing.

No, he doesn’t like her, he just regards Zisu as a family member, a sister, and a benefactor to adults...

So he denied, "You are wrong. I just treat her as family."

Qiaoer smiled, a bit sadly, "Family, is she my sister?"

"Unfortunately, the purple in sister Zisu's name is fake and a pseudonym. She is not your sister after all, and she doesn't want to be your sister."

This sentence made Gao Yan frown. He turned around and saw Qiaoer standing under the eaves of the corridor, hardly saying anything.

"Master, can't you really see that Zisu likes you? It's not a sister's love for her brother, but a woman's love for a man."

Gao Yan felt that Qiaoer was overthinking, "She doesn't even have hairpins, so she doesn't know what liking is."

The only reason I pestered him was to get him to help with his rehabilitation.

Qiao'er sighed, "Yes, although she is not as hairpin-stained, she is still fourteen. She is not an ignorant girl. She may not know how to like him, but she understands all the young master's preferences, knows how to take care of him, and also knows how to control her temper for him."

Zisu is not a good person in the traditional sense, and there are times when Qiaoer sees hostility towards her in her eyes.

The intense hostility made people feel a little scared, as if they were being stared at by a snake.

But she has never done anything to herself, she has never even contradicted him with words, she has always been well-behaved, just doing some meaningless little shows off.

So Qiaoer knew that Zisu was not simple, she just didn't want to ruin her image in front of Gao Yan.

"Actually, Zisu shouldn't be short of money."

Her beautiful hair and weak, boneless hands did not look like she came from the countryside, and her picky tastes were not what a maid should be like.

However, she was willing to stay with the young master as a maid.

"Even if she is really willing to bend down and become a maid for five taels of silver, don't you think she is doing too much of her duty?"

Gao Yan was stunned, subconsciously feeling that Su Mei did her duty because she wanted something, and Qiaoer just didn't know.

But looking at Qiaoer's back...he didn't make any excuses.

Because he remembered how angry Su Mei was when he went to a brothel.

She was so happy when she remembered that she didn't go to a brothel in the end.

He is not a young boy, how could he be unaware of anything.

I just always feel that she is still young, she has no friends, and she relies more on herself.

I never want to think about it deeply.

Qiao'er suddenly said this, and he was stunned for a moment.

When Qiaoer saw this, he knew that he was completely defeated.

If the young master didn't like her, why would he remain silent?

When she left, she said: "Go find her. You are so smart. You must know where she is hiding and waiting for you. Don't let her wait too long."

No, he doesn't know.

He has already looked for many places and is about to go...

In the flash of lightning, Gao Yan finally thought of a place.

Yes, there is still one place we haven’t gone to yet.

Xiaowu is harnessing a new carriage. The horse is tired from yesterday's run.

Gao Yan directly untied the rope and rode out.

When he left with Juechen, the cold wind he brought happened to pass over Qiaoer's carriage.

It was obviously quite far away, and it was obviously just the car curtain moving slightly, but Qiaoer suddenly felt that the autumn wind was so cold.

It was so cold that her eyes turned red.

Gao Yan ran all the way to Kuishan, and the rain that had stopped resumed again, with dense raindrops hitting the bluestone bricks going up the mountain.

Gao Yan tied the horse casually and ran up the mountain.

There are usually many tourists on this mountain, but today it rained, but there was no one there.

The drizzle hits the leaves in the forest, creating a unique sound in the mountains.

Gao Yan had no intention of admiring it, so he went straight to his goal and came to a rock.

This rock is not a natural formation, but a piece of rock that fell from the mountain and just got stuck in this narrow gap. It was carved by someone and created a gimmick, the concentric rock.

Gao Yan stood next to the Tongxin Rock and looked around. There was nothing hidden. Only among the slopes, a piece of banana that was not a dry stone looked so abrupt.

Gao Yan walked towards the banana leaf.

When he pushed aside the banana leaves, he saw her huddled under a natural narrow hole just formed by two stones, her eyes red from crying, her body soaked, her shoulders bandaged indiscriminately, and she was so embarrassed that he suddenly felt pain in her heart.

It felt like something was pulling it, very slowly, so it hurt for a long time, so long that he didn't speak for a while.

Su Mei knew it was him without raising her head, because she knew every piece of his clothes, even the patterns.

She didn't look up, not wanting him to see her crying.

He also remained silent, as if he was still angry.

Su Mei thought of last night and felt aggrieved.

Not wanting to quarrel with him anymore, I picked up the banana leaf again like a snail, trying to hide myself again.

But the banana leaf was suddenly taken away by him.

Gao Yan knelt down and didn't scold her, scold her, or drive her away. He actually said with a smile, "Do you want to touch Tongxinyan?"