Brilliant thorn

There was a lot of commotion in the Yan Mansion, and even the head of the house, Yan Wuji, was alarmed.

Most of the guards sent out to chase Luo Daman, and the rest strengthened their defenses and patrolled the courtyard. They were afraid that Luo Daman would have accomplices or other people who planned to hide in Yan Mansion, so they dared not let go of any corner.

Soon, someone held a torch and knocked on the gate of Xiyuan.

Because Fu Shaoyu has always been a distinguished guest of the Yan Mansion, the guards who came to knock on the door were a little nervous, and their tone was extremely cautious.

Fu Shaoyu heard the movement outside early in the morning, and was not surprised that the nursing home came to inspect.

"You are also responsible, and Fu should cooperate. But the yard is so big, and I have been awake and awake, and I really didn't hear anything unusual. If the brothers can't believe it, they can check it again."

"This……"

The guard in charge showed a bit of hesitation on his face. According to his duties, he should search each room one by one, but Fu Shaoyu talked about this, and if he went to search the house again, he would not give the other party face. If he was offended He might not be able to afford this famous hero.

"Since that's the case, then don't disturb Fu Shaoxia's rest."

The nursing home beckoned and led the brothers to leave when they heard "Wait a minute", they all bowed to get out of the way and respectfully called "Master".

Yan Xinghan walked into the court aggressively with his neck crooked, Fu Shaoyu frowned and asked, "What's wrong with Xinghan?"

"A thief broke into my house just now, intending to steal jewels and treasures. After being caught, he attempted to kill me."

Yan Xinghan endured the pain and straightened his neck, unwilling to show his ugliness in front of Fu Shaoyu.

Fu Shaoyu nodded, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Yan Xinghan pretended to smile and said: "Naturally there is no problem, but I couldn't capture him on the spot." He glanced at the room behind Fu Shaoyu, and said: "This thief is bold and extremely vicious. My father is worried that this person is still alive." Colleague, in order to be safe, we still need to search carefully."

In front of everyone, he deliberately brought out Yan Wuji, making it clear that he would not give Fu Shaoyu face.

"Of course, if Brother Young Master hides his beauty in the golden house and it is inconvenient for outsiders to enter the house, then forget it." Yan Xinghan blinked, and his tone was so ambiguous that it was tiresome, "Everyone is a man, I understand."

Fu Shaoyu didn't change his expression, he turned sideways to give in: "In that case, please go."

As soon as Yan Xinghan waved his hand, the guards behind him hesitated for a moment, then divided into three groups, quickly searched the three rooms in Xiyuan, then came out and shook his head at Yan Xinghan, and bowed his hands to Fu Shaoyu.

Yan Xinghan originally just wanted to take the opportunity to make Fu Shaoyu unhappy, he didn't want to make a big fuss, when he turned around and walked to the gate of the courtyard, he suddenly remembered something and turned back.

"Why don't you see Mr. Xiao Jue?"

Fu Shaoyu frowned invisibly.

Yan Xinghan went to Xiao Jue's room to check in person, and found that the bedding was spread out on the bed, but the person was gone.

He was in high spirits, as if he had caught the other party's handle, with excitement and meanness in his brows and eyes.

"It's time to go to bed, Mr. Xiao is not in your room, where will you go?" Yan Xinghan looked at Fu Shaoyu with a playful eye, "Since Xiao Jue is your friend, the two of you have been inseparable these days. Brother Yu, can you give me an explanation?"

Fu Shaoyu asked without answering, "What do you mean?"

"Hey, brother Shaoyu, don't get me wrong," Yan Xinghan quickly explained, "I'm just asking, after all, the timing of Mr. Xiao's disappearance is really a coincidence, I think if my father knew about it, he would also ask Such a sentence."

"Brother? What are you doing here?" Yan Feishuang trotted over, tugged at Yan Xinghan's cuff, and whispered, "Daddy is looking for you, and asked you to go to the study."

"Wait," Yan Xinghan shook her off, "I want to hear Brother Shaoyu's answer right now."

Yan Feishuang didn't know what happened, but from his expression, she could tell that her brother had regained his strength, and he had to fight Fu Shaoyu to be comfortable.

She wanted to persuade her, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Yan Xinghan stared back: "Does this have something for you, a little girl? Go back to sleep and stop meddling in this matter!"

Yan Feishuang's eyes turned red, and he stomped his feet and said, "Yan Xinghan, do you have any education at all? It means that Brother Fu is kind-hearted and has a heart, and he doesn't want to argue with a villain like you, you..."

"Feishuang!" Shi Yi hurriedly chased after hearing the noise, pulled Yan Feishuang who was about to cry behind him, and persuaded: "It's late at night, you all don't say a few words."

Yan Xinghan waved his hands impatiently: "Hurry up and take the person away, I'm here to deal with business." After finishing speaking, he looked at Fu Shaoyu, and urged him forcefully: "Brother Shaoyu, let's not talk about it Secret words, where did Xiao Jue go, do you know or not, give me a sweet word."

Dozens of dancing torches illuminated the entire Xiyuan like daylight, and everyone could see that Fu Shaoyu's face was frighteningly gloomy.

He rarely has such an expression.

Yan Xinghan couldn't help feeling a little afraid, but he also felt that he was justified and shouldn't back down.

"If Brother Shaoyu can't tell, then I can only go with me to the study to meet my father. Let's sit down and talk about how to end this matter."

After talking so far, Shi Yi and Yan Feishuang also roughly understood the reason for Yan Xinghan's attack.

Shi Yi tried to ease the tense atmosphere, stepped forward and asked: "Brother Fu, you traveled with Shangye during the day, did he not come back with you?"

Fu Shaoyu pursed his lips and didn't answer, Yan Xinghan felt that he was guilty, and said aggressively: "No wonder Brother Shaoyu stopped him in every possible way to prevent the search. It turned out that it wasn't the golden house hiding the beauty, but helping the golden cicada out of its shell."

At this time, Fu Shaoyu's room made a slight sound, and every nerve in the courtyard was tense. Hearing the sound, Yan Xinghan rushed in first, fearing that he would mess around, Shi Yi and Yan Feishuang also hurriedly followed superior.

Then, the three of them froze in the middle of the room.

I saw Xiao Jue lying on the bed, his untied long hair spread out on the soft pillow, and his hair was a little messy. He was only wearing a thin black obscene dress. When he heard the movement and turned over, his neckline opened a little, revealing his white chest.Through the candlelight, he could still vaguely see a few scars on his chest.

After seeing his appearance, Fu Shaoyu, who followed closely, couldn't help covering his lips with his fist, covering the corners of his mouth.

Yan Feishuang hurriedly hid behind her cousin, blocking her view, and asked with flushed cheeks, "Why is the young master in Brother Fu's room?"

Shi Yi suddenly remembered the scene when Xiao Jue curled up in Fu Shaoyu's arms with a high fever when he was in the cave, his expression became a little uncomfortable, and he looked away.

Xiao Jue leaned on the bedpost and looked at Yan Xinghan lazily: "The young master is so eager, but you want Xiao Jue to help feed the medicine?"

Yan Xinghan twitched his brows and asked, "You've been here all this time?"

"Naturally." Xiao Jue nodded wearily.

Yan Xinghan didn't believe it, so he called the nurse who had searched the house just now to question him. Those people looked at each other, and the leader tremblingly stepped forward and replied: "The little one, the little one only saw the bulging bedding on the bed, and didn't dare to look more to see if there was someone there. .”

Yan Xinghan's face darkened, he suppressed his anger, forced a smile and asked, "It's the middle of the night, why did Mr. Xiao Jue stay in brother Shaoyu's room? And since you were here, why didn't you make a sound?" What? There was almost a misunderstanding."

"I'm tired of playing during the day and don't want to move. As for why I'm here," Xiao Jue lazily looked towards the door, "Master, you might as well ask him."

Everyone's eyes fell back on Fu Shaoyu.

Fu Shaoyu touched the tip of his nose, teasingly said: "Jinwu Zangjiao, it's inconvenient to say more."

Everyone: "..."

After such a fuss, Yan Xinghan suddenly felt ashamed, and his neck seemed to hurt even more. In the end, he was still supported by the housekeeper, Uncle Feng, and went to Yan Wuji's study with difficulty.

Fu Shaoyu and others also followed, but no one mentioned the episode that happened in Xiyuan.

There were three people lying side by side on the carpet in the study room, their eyes were closed tightly, their eyes were darkened, their lips were as red as blood, and they looked extremely scary.

Yan Wuji sat behind the desk with a serious face, and said: "Nearly half of the servants who went after the thieves have been tricked, and the symptoms are all the same."

"What kind of poison is this? It's so powerful." Shi Yi bent down to check the situation of the next three people, his breath was weak and his pulse was extremely chaotic.

"This poison is called Chi Lian." Yan Wuji looked quietly at his son with a crooked neck, "The five poisons sect has a unique secret system, and there is no medicine to cure it."

Yan Xinghan hid to the side guiltily: "Father, what do you think I'm doing?"

Yan Wuji snorted coldly and jumped up against the table, making Yan Feishuang tremble with fright, she seldom saw her father angry.

"Niezi!" Yan Wuji walked around to the case, pointed at the nursing home lying on the ground with one hand, and said, "If you hadn't formed a grudge with Naluo Daman during the day, would he have broken into Yan's mansion at night and poisoned people? ?”

"Then how can you blame me?" Yan Xinghan felt aggrieved and pointed at Xiao Jue, "Obviously he had a grudge against that swordsman first, not me..."

"How dare you talk back!" Yan Wuji raised his hand to slap him, but Shi Yi hurriedly stopped him, "Don't worry, Uncle, Xinghan is going to get married soon."

"Married? These people can't last for two days at most. I think the family should arrange weddings and funerals together." Yan Wuji sternly said.

Yan Xinghan hid aside and didn't dare to say anything.

Fu Shaoyu stepped forward and said: "Don't be impatient, uncle, whether Chi Lian is incurable or not, we need to ask Luo Daman to make a conclusion."

Yan Wuji's face softened slightly, and he sighed: "I have heard about that swordsman, he is cunning, let him escape tonight, and then it will be difficult to find him. What's more, the marriage of the unworthy son is approaching, and everything is entangled... ..."

"Fu Mou is willing to share my uncle's worries." Fu Shaoyu volunteered, and Xiao Jue cast a cold glance at him.

This was exactly what Yan Wuji wanted, but he didn't hold out too much hope, and sent everyone to leave after a few simple instructions, leaving Yan Xinghan to train him until midnight to relieve his anger.

Fu Shaoyu, who took the initiative to take the task of finding people, didn't even step out of the gate, and followed Xiao Jue back to Xiyuan. It seemed that he wanted to continue sleeping, and Xiao Jue couldn't help asking: "Are you not going to find someone?"

Fu Shaoyu shook his head and said nothing, but directly picked up the basin to fetch water from the yard, and poured the basins into the bathtub.

After filling the water, he walked up to Xiao Jue, picked him up, and threw Xiao Jue into the tub in a not-so-gentle manner.

"What are you crazy about?"

Xiao Jue choked on his saliva, his thin clothes were wet and stuck to his body, he held the edge of the tub with both hands and looked up at Fu Shaoyu, with a displeased expression on his face.

Fu Shaoyu squeezed his chin tightly, stared at him condescendingly for a moment, then pushed him back into the water, and said coldly: "Wash it again, it smells like blood."