Player space, the seventh floor of the west area, will be away from the guild residence.

Jiang Jiansong strode into the hall, glanced around, caught a passing player and asked, "Where's Ouyang Zhe? Are you out?"

Jiang Jiansong nodded, let him go, went upstairs, found Ouyang Zhe's room, and patted the door.

"Who is it?" A weak voice came from inside.

"I, Jiang Jiansong." Jiang Jiansong answered in a loud voice. After waiting for a while, the door opened with a creak, and Ouyang Zhe stood behind the door disheveled.

"What's the matter with you?" Jiang Jiansong looked up and down, frowning, "Don't tell me when the copy is out? If I hadn't come to you, when would you be staying?"

The person behind the door let go of the door handle, turned around, yawned, and walked back, with a sullen voice, "You soldiers are all like chicken blood, you can't get a copy. Do you need a break?"

"I'm not injured, what are you resting for?" Jiang Jiansong followed, glanced at the messy furnishings in the house with disgust, strode to the bed, opened the curtains with a swoosh, and opened the windows for ventilation.

After doing all this, she turned to look at Ouyang Zhe.

Ouyang Zhe lay back on the bed, Xu felt the sun was dazzling, and covered his head with a quilt.

Jiang Jiansong was born in the military, and he was most disliked by this scruffy and boneless appearance. He tore the quilt away three or two times, and began to lecture, "I said, young master, you have gone up as president. Our President Zhong also went up, and the two guilds have a lot of business on us, how can you still sleep? Get up quickly, I will enter the book right away, and hand over the work clearly before leaving. "

The man on the bed turned over and couldn't get up on his face.

Jiang Jian was relieved to beat him. If this was his new recruit, he would beat him up in the morning.

"President Yan handed over the guild to you before he left, are you worthy of him?" He grabbed Ouyang Zhe's shoulder and turned the person over, only to realize that his expression was not right.

It's over."

"What did you do?"

Ouyang Zhe covered his face with his hands, and said with rage, "I lost Xie Liuyi."

…

Xie Liuyi, who was lost by Ouyang Zhe, was sitting in the corner of a dark firewood room, next to three girls in shabby clothes, all sixteen or seventeen years old. Her hair is messy like dry grass, and her face is dirty, but you can see that her facial features are exquisite.

The one in the middle is especially good-looking, and when she cried, it was pear blossoms and rain, Xie Liuyi looked at it a few more times unconsciously.

It can be seen that the clothes are of high quality, one hand is on his waist, the other is pointing at the firewood room, and a heavy silver bracelet is tightly wrapped around his wrist.

"In normal times, a little girl like you who came to escape is not qualified to be a rough girl. Now I have the opportunity to fly to Gaozhi'er and be a big young mistress. It took several lifetimes to repair it. Blessing. Who of you is willing to accept this blessing, stand up for yourself, don't wait for me to arrest people. "

Xie Liuyi didn't know how she got here. After the last dungeon ended, she lost consciousness. When she woke up, she was already here. Half, but also heard something wrong.

Such a big family, even a concubine, wouldn't be so hasty in getting a wife, right?

However, even if it is so sloppy, it is more and more strange to buy several and choose from them, just like the emperor chooses his concubine.

Xie Liuyi was immersed in his own thoughts when he heard the youngest of the three speak.

"It's rumored outside that the eldest young master of the Yan family is dying. You arrest people into the mansion for his happiness. When he dies, he will be buried with him. This blessing is for you, Do you want it?"

The best looking one in the middle hurriedly covered her mouth.

Xie Liuyi lowered his eyes. It turned out to be looking for someone to celebrate, and even to be buried with him, no wonder he had to buy an orphan girl from outside.

When the old woman heard the words, her face like a basin drooped down, she snorted gloomily, and said, "I don't eat or drink for a toast. Our wife is merciful and the eldest young master is kind. You are allowed to recommend yourself. If you want me to say, just pick one, wash it clean, and send it to the wedding hall, who can say nothing."

I heard that I can take a bath, and it doesn't matter what kind of happiness, funeral, etc.

The last dungeon, Xie Liuyi, went back and forth in the dirt, making him look ashamed and looking more like refugees than those three little girls. It's just that water resources are precious, and she can only endure it. Until now, she only felt that she had a cocoon on her body.

She stood up suddenly and took two steps forward, her always cold eyes showing eagerness, "I'll come."

Her sudden movement startled the old woman at the door, and through the setting sun coming in through the door, the old woman looked up and down for a while with her eyes critical, and then eased her face and snorted out of her nose, " It looks out of place, but it's too dirty. Come with me."

It sounds like the enke in the brothel is teasing her sister. In order to have a smooth bath, Xie Liuyi twitched the corners of his mouth in a good-natured manner.

Maybe laughing too perfunctorily, the old mother rolled her eyes, "You better stop laughing."

Xie Liuyi heard her mutter in a low voice, "She looks good, but why is her face so stiff."

Exiting the firewood house, Xie Liuyi discovered that this was a huge mansion with high walls and a courtyard, solemn and solemn, and could not see the end at a glance.

As soon as the firewood room entered, the old mother led her through the second entrance, and hurriedly entered a dark room with no windows.

There was a tub in the center of the dark room, and the water in it was not hot.

"Okay, you can wash it yourself. Wash it up." The old mother said and closed the door.

Her breathing was just outside the door and did not leave.

Xie Liuyi reached out and tried it, the water in the bathtub was freezing cold. Now in the late summer and early autumn, the water at room temperature is not so cold. Eighty percent of this bucket of water was just drawn from the well.

If it wasn't Xie Liuyi who came here today, but one of the other three girls, taking such a cold shower would have taken ten days and a half months to be sick.

Fortunately it was her.

The cold water didn't affect Xie Liuyi at all. This bath was like a rainy season. After washing, she threw all the clothes and shoes into the tub and rinsed them.

Whether she was wearing a middle coat or a robe, even the cloud head and shoes on her feet were not wet, and after rinsing away the floating dust, she was dry after shaking it twice.

Just after getting dressed, another person came outside the door. The old mother's tone was very respectful, "Mother Yan, why are you here?"

Xie Liuyi's ears moved, his surname was "Yan", the same as the host's. Either they are distant relatives, or they are servants who gain face in front of the master and are given the surname of the master's family.

"Hey, I've chosen. As soon as I said I could be a young grandmother, I immediately jumped up. She has shallow eyelids and is easy to handle."

Mammy Yan snorted, like a sneer, and asked, "What does it look like? Although it's Chongxi, you can't feel wronged eldest brother."

The "eldest brother" in her words should refer to the eldest young master. Generally, only serious elders would call the young master in this family so, and the status of this grandma in the family is evident.

"Don't worry about this, can you still believe my eyes? It looks so good, it's not an exaggeration to say that she is a fairy in the sky." The old mother sounded like she was taking credit.

Xie Liuyi, who was praised, was not happy at all.

Mother Yan was also unhappy, "Don't choose a fox to enter the door? After washing, remember to check and check, don't contaminate our Yan family's chastity arch."

The old mother at the door responded with a chorus of voices, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

It’s not good to look bad, and it’s not good to look too good. Xie Liuyi felt that this Madam Yan must be a very difficult person to serve.

There was a knock on the door, and the old mother asked in a hanging voice, "Have you washed it?"

I didn't wait for Xie Liuyi to answer after asking, just pushed the door and came in.

Xie Liuyi stood on the edge of the tub in a relaxed manner. Her hair was still dripping with water, so she didn't tie it up.

The old mother didn't catch her flustered look, she seemed a little dissatisfied, she flipped her lips up and down twice, but in the end she didn't pick out the fault, she just pointed to the corner.

"Go, sit up, spread your legs."

Xie Liuyi glanced in the direction she was pointing. There was a strangely shaped chair in the corner of the dark room. She didn't care before, and after listening to the conversation between the two at the door, combined with what the old lady just said, it's not hard to guess what this chair is for.

Of course she can't really be resigned. It's just that the situation is unclear now, and the system's mechanical sound has not been heard. She doesn't know whether she has changed a copy or what, so she doesn't dare to act rashly.

I was thinking about how to pass this level properly, but the old mother was already impatient to grab it.

"Let you go over and sit down, you don't understand human language, do you?"

She sighed, tugging at her sleeves and drying her face, jumping with anger, "I haven't become a young mistress yet, so I don't know how heavy my bones are? I have to teach you a lesson today. Bitchy hooves."

He raised his hand to hit.

Xie Liuyi finally realized that she is not a person who is good at handling things properly and thoughtfully. Faced with this situation, she can think of only one way to deal with it.

She knocked the man down with a knife.

Looking at the fat body that lost consciousness on the ground, Xie Liuyi had a headache.

Looking for a way to destroy the corpse, wait online, urgent.

She glanced around unconsciously, and suddenly, her eyes lit up.

After a while, Xie Liuyi walked out of the dark room with ease.

Looking left and right, there is a square corridor outside the door, and the four corners lead to different places. She didn't know which way to go.

The most important thing now is to find out whether this place is a copy or not, then you need to... Forget it, ask someone first.

It's best to find a foolish little girl, or an honest and honest housemaid.

As I was thinking, a footstep approached from the corner, someone came! Xie Liuyi closed the door and stood at the door waiting for someone to come.

A richly dressed old lady turned around on the right corner.

Tight, even the wrinkles on his forehead were pulled away.

Instead of graceful gestures, they appear stiff and contrived.

She had high cheekbones and a bit mean face. When she saw Xie Liuyi, she reprimanded: "Which yard girl is lazy here?"

This familiar way of speaking with a dangling voice is precisely the difficult-to-serve mama Yan.

Mother Yan approached, her triangular eyes narrowed, "Why do I look at you, who are you? What are you doing here? Tell me honestly, or I will call someone right away. Escort you to see the master."

Xie Liuyi was not afraid of her calling someone. It's just that the situation is unclear now. She didn't want to be alarmed by the grass. She thought about her identity here and replied, "I'm... the eldest young mistress."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Yan's expression changed slightly, she looked up and down with her eyes critically, and circled around her again, like picking piglets in a slaughterhouse.

"You look good, but what are you wearing? Who prepared you?" She stood upright again and asked arrogantly, "Where's Mrs. Zhao?"

Mr. Zhao? Xie Liuyi thought about it for a while, right?

"She's taking a shower," she answered earnestly.

Mammy Yan showed a suspicious look, stretched out her hand and pushed open the door next to it, a lot of water overflowed from the tub inside the door, and the floor beside the tub was soaked with water. Mrs. Zhao leaned against the wall of the barrel with her back to the door, and Bai Huahua's fat was particularly dazzling in this dark room.

Mother Yan screamed, closed the door, spat, and scolded: "I don't care about the old thing, I don't know the priorities!"

After scolding, she looked at Xie Liuyi sharply, "Have you checked?"

"Yes." Xie Liuyi answered without any guilt.

Mother Yan looked at her suspiciously and looked at the sky again, "Forget it, you can't delay the auspicious time. Come with me."

Xie Liuyi glanced at the closed door of the dark room and followed Yan Yan.

In the dark room, Mrs. Zhao was **** with five flowers and naked... She was soaked in the tub, all her clothes were torn into strips of cloth by Xie Liuyi and used to tie her up.

As for how to leave the dark room after she wakes up, Xie Liuyi can't control her.

Follow Yan Yan to turn left and right in the mansion, and finally pass through a hanging flower gate, the people in the courtyard suddenly increased, the lanterns were decorated, the red silk was hung high, and it was festive and lively sight.

I walked through the corridor of the carved and painted building, through the garden with flowers and trees, passed by the sparkling lotus lake, and finally entered a dim yard.

There are no flowers or plants in this yard, only a grape shelf is erected in the corner. The main room is five wide, with east and west wing rooms on both sides.

There are little maids guarding the door of the main room and the west wing. The maids in the courtyard were busy, but they were all silent, as if they were afraid of arguing with someone.

Mother Yan stood outside the main room and did not go in. She asked through the curtain, "Madam, the person for the eldest young master has been chosen, please take a look."

Xie Liuyi keenly noticed that when Yan Yan was talking to his wife, she called the eldest young master, not the eldest brother. She had previously called the eldest young master the eldest brother to the next person, and raised her status invisibly, but she did not dare to shout when she was in front of the mistress.

In this mansion, the wisdom of life is everywhere. Xie Liuyi sighed.

Auspicious time."

"Yes." Yan mama responded, beckoning to call a little maid, and asked her to take Xie Liuyi to change her wedding dress.

Xie Liuyi followed the little maid, and out of the corner of the light caught sight of Mammy Yan lifting the curtain and entering the room, so he perked up his ears to listen. Across the curtain, Yan Yan's dangling voice seemed a little dull.

"Ma'am, I originally said that the second young master would worship the eldest young master, but just now the housekeeper passed a letter saying that the second young master was delayed on the way, look..."

"Xin Ren is the most important thing, just ask a rooster to hold her to worship the church. The old master made a list and asked someone to see Xinren, but is he here?"

"Please come, a total of seven invited, all placed in the front yard."

Put a list? Seven? All the way, Xie Liuyi listened carefully to the conversation of the servants, and knew that the Yan family was the emperor of the town. What kind of doctor did he want to find? Why did he make a list to invite some unknown people from outside the house to come in, and there were seven if he asked.

Such unreasonable behavior, as if it was specially designed for someone to facilitate. These seven are not players, are they?

I was thinking when I heard my wife speak.

"Then invite seven miraculous doctors to watch the ceremony. There are no guests at the table, so it is somewhat deserted."

Xie Liuyi thought secretly: It seems that the fastest way to confirm the true identities of these seven people is to obediently attend the wedding.

Xie Liuyi nodded and entered the room. The room looks like a servant's room, facing the door is a small room with a small table, two beds are placed on the left and right against the wall, and the furniture is not very luxurious.

The couch was covered with a plain gauze wedding dress, without embroidery, next to it was a square red gauze with no embroidery, as if it had been cut directly from the fabric of the wedding dress. Whether it's a wedding dress or a hijab, it all seems rushed and perfunctory.

Xie Liuyi lifted the wedding dress and shook it twice, then sniffed at the tip of her nose, and found nothing wrong, so she put it over her clothes and called the little maid to come in and comb her hair.

Her hair was not dry enough to hold it up without oil. The maid's hands were very clever, and she tied her long hair into a bun in three or two strokes. After pulling it up, she was embarrassed to find that there was no hairpin, so she had to use Xie Liuyi's own hair band to tie it.

Auspicious time is coming. The little maid pulled the plain red gauze over Xie Liuyi's head, "Girl, let's go."

Out of the door, through the translucent red gauze, Xie Liuyi saw the corners of Yan's eyes twitching slightly, and her lips opened and closed several times. His eyes seemed to turn his head.

Mother Yan did not go to the front yard, but took Xie Liuyi out of the house from the corner gate, walked around the outer wall for a long time, and arrived at the main entrance.

It was already night, and the Qingshiban Street outside the main gate of Yan's Mansion was wide and deserted. Not far from the gate stood a stone archway with three corridors and four columns. Under the archway stood a group of men dressed in the costumes of servants. Some of them were playing suona and pulling erhu.

Walking to the archway, Madam Yan stopped, turned around, raised her chin high, and stared at Xie Liuyi, "This is the archway of chastity passed down by our ancestors, you were born too poor , in the early years, who knew what dirty smell was on the outside. If you want to enter the gate of our Yan family, you must kneel down and kowtow three times to the chastity archway, so as not to defile the lintel of my Yan family. "

Xie Liuyi: Actually, I don't really want to enter the gate of your Yan family. I can climb over the wall, really.

This sentence is too long for her to say. So she changed a more concise sentence to express her mood at the moment.

"Knock your uncle."

The author has something to say:Start with this chapter.

Due to platform restrictions, if you modify more than ten chapters a day, the text will be locked, so if you finish it today, it will be posted first.

This chapter has mainly revised some details, but the general plot has not changed.

Chapters 41-49 will be replaced at 9:00 pm on August 24th, and chapters 50-57 will be replaced at 9:00 pm on August 25th.