On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

When the word "reporting to the authorities" was mentioned, the servants became a little afraid and their arrogance was restrained a lot.

The leader said, "Why report to the authorities? You are causing trouble here, and you still dare to report to the authorities? Who are you trying to scare by reporting to the authorities?"

"Our master is a famous merchant in the city. Even if it's the government, what can it have to do with you beggars?"

The abbot pinched himself and said with red eyes: "You are talking nonsense! We have heard that the governor of this city is a famous honest official. He doesn't care whether we have money or not. Don't say that we are not beggars. Even if we are, the government office is a place where people are reasonable. It is not a place where you can do whatever you want just because you have money!"

Beibei also said: "My father is right, we believe in the governor."

He took a step forward and grabbed the servant by the collar: "Come on, since you are not afraid, let's go together and see who the governor listens to."

"We just came here to look for my sister, but you wouldn't let us see anyone or even enter the door. There must be something fishy going on. Tell me, where did you take my sister?"

Beibei was so furious that the servant was really scared.

They all knew that Xiao Ye'er had died a long time ago. Although they didn't know how he died, his body was dragged out and wrapped in a straw mat without even a coffin.

As for where they were taken, they never asked or talked about it, but they both knew it.

"You...just go away. What does it have to do with me? I told you to go."

Beibei said angrily: "Then let your uncle come out and speak, or just call Xiaoye'er out. We brought the silver this time to take her back. We signed a living contract, not a dead contract!"

They didn't know what the contract was about, but seeing Beibei was so decisive, they thought it must be true.

"Then wait, I'll go and report."

The servant didn't want to take the blame, so he hurried to report.

Beibei and the abbot looked at each other. The abbot sniffed and looked bitter, like an old father who had lost his daughter.

Beibei murmured quietly: "What you just said was too elegant. You are a rough old man, and it doesn't matter if you can't read."

The abbot blinked and thought back to his previous lines, which were indeed a bit too much.

"Okay, I'll pay attention in a moment."

Yan Ruyu lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out. It turned out that the abbot looked really like the real abbot in this outfit, with his neck and shoulders hunched and his waist bent.

She couldn't help but smile. Day by day, the abbot's life was really rich and colorful.

Yuan Sishan was late in going to the Mu family today. He must have discovered that things were missing from his home and the farm.

After this commotion, things on the farm became much easier to handle later.

She was in no hurry.

Yuan Sishan had not originally planned to come out. The loss of his things was already annoying enough for him, but when he heard from the servant that not only could the man not be driven away, but he also threatened to report to the police, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

Xiao Ye'er was a little maid in the mansion. She used to be a second-class maid in Mu Baodi's courtyard. She was pretty, with fair skin, and was always timid. Every time he saw her, he wanted to bully her.

I had drunk too much that night and was feeling upset and anxious. I happened to meet Xiao Ye'er and pulled her to the study.

Who would have thought that the little maid, who usually looked timid, actually had a hot temper. In that situation, the more she resisted, the more excited he became.

For three consecutive days, he locked Xiao Ye'er in the study and came over whenever he had time, no matter day or night.

Until Xiao Yeer couldn't bear it anymore and hanged himself.

That night, when he finished his work and came over, he was also shocked to see the person hanging.

However, on second thought, she was just an orphan, and a maid at that, so no one would dare to say anything if she died.

They dragged him away and threw him into a mass grave, and I didn't take it to heart anymore.

Who would have thought that it would be dug up again today.

Yuan Sishan felt that it must be Mu Baodi who had defeated him, otherwise why had everything been going wrong for him recently.

But now I still have to go out and take a look.

Just as she was about to go, Old Madam Yuan said, "I'll go and take a look. You're a grown man, you don't have to mind women's business."

Old Madam Yuan led her people outside and looked up and down at the abbot and Beibei with her triangular eyes, unable to hide the contempt on her old face.

Yan Ruyu watched her in the car, and judging from her clothes and appearance, she guessed her identity.

Huo Changhe flipped through a few pages of paper. They were the news that the secret guards had obtained from investigating the Yuan family: "Old Madam Yuan is not an easy person to deal with. After she married into the Yuan family a few years ago, few of her husband's concubines were able to give birth to children. After her husband passed away, she even had several concubines buried with him."

"It was she who made the final decision to let Mu Baodi marry Yuan Sishan."

Huo Changhe paused, and Yan Ruyu looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

"It was Madam Mu herself who came to propose marriage."

Yan Ruyu remembered that the abbot also mentioned that Old Madam Yuan once said that if Madam Mu had not come to say it in person, and considering Mu Liangze's position as a lieutenant general, and hoping to take advantage of the Mu family's fame, she would not have agreed to the marriage.

"Could it be that Mu Liangze instructed Madam Mu to come and discuss this? After all, it is not reasonable for a father to have the say in his daughter's marriage."

Huo Changhe nodded slowly: "Maybe."

The two were talking in low voices in the car, while Old Madam Yuan had already started talking outside.

"Who are you?"

The abbot said, "I am Xiao Ye'er's godfather."

"I'm his sworn brother," Beibei said.

Old Madam Yuan snorted, "I've never heard of Xiao Ye'er having a godfather or my brother. You two, father and son, look shifty and mean. You're not good people. You didn't deliberately trick her back so that she can be your son's wife, did you?"

Beibei raised her voice and said, "Xiao Ye'er is my wife to begin with. What do you mean by tricking her back?"

"What daughter-in-law? She is still a grown-up girl!"

"Of course, she is my daughter-in-law yet to be married, and I am here to take her back and get married."

Beibei took out the marriage certificate from her arms: "Here is the marriage certificate."

"Hand over my goddaughter," the abbot said loudly, "that child is kind and timid. I didn't want her to be a maid in the first place, but she insisted that she wanted to save some money."

"Since she's here, she's a member of our family," Old Madam Yuan said, "but you can't just come whenever you want or take her away whenever you want."

"We signed a living contract, not a dead contract, so why can't we leave?" Bei Bei asked back, "Show me the evidence!"

Old Madam Yuan nodded to the maid beside her, and the maid went back home to get the contract.

"See? The contract is here. It's a death contract."

The abbot snatched it away and said, "If you say so, then it is? There is a handprint on it. Call Xiao Ye'er out. I want to hear her compare the handprints."

This contract was indeed fake, forged by the old lady after the incident.

Now that the person is gone, how can we compare him?

Old Madam Yuan said angrily, "Give the contract back to you, and don't make trouble. Once you sign the death contract, you are a member of the Yuan family. I have the final say on what to do with you."

"Someone, drive them away. If they don't leave, I'll beat them up!"

At the command, the servant guarding the door rushed up.