Chapter 127 Give her an explanation
Chapter 127 Give her an explanation
Where is Furong?
"Furong is still interrogating."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than another guard rushed in: "Master, Miss, Furong... is dead."
"Dead?" Ye Qinghao frowned. "How did he die?"
The guard presented something with both hands: "It's a water crystal bead."
Ye Qing'an's gaze swept over the water-condensing bead in his hand, and he sneered: "I've heard that only those at the third level of immortality or above can condense water-condensing beads. My courtyard is truly a place where hidden talents reside."
Ye Qing'an turned around and cupped her hands towards Ye Qinghao: "Father, blood-sucking Yangyan worms were just found in Fei Ran's quilt. We were just about to question Fu Rong, who changed Fei Ran's bedding, when Fu Rong was killed by Shui Ningzhu. This is clearly a murder to silence her."
"And all the evidence seems to point to Furong. But we don't know who is hiding behind Furong."
Seeing Ye Qinghao's tightly pursed lips, seemingly lost in thought, Ye Qing'an lowered her voice and continued, "Feiran is quite hostile towards me. I went to great lengths to get him to move into my courtyard so I could take care of him. And now, this has happened just over a month after he moved in..."
"This is clearly meant to make everyone think that I haven't taken good care of Fei Ran! This isn't just targeting Fei Ran, it's targeting me too..."
Ye Qinghao's gaze swept across Ye Qing'an's face, and his expression was also somewhat unpleasant: "I will investigate this matter and give you an explanation."
Give her an explanation?
Ye Qing'an secretly curled the corners of her lips. Very well, she wanted to see what kind of explanation Ye Qinghao could give her.
As soon as Ye Qinghao left, Ye Feiran turned her gaze to Ye Qing'an, staring at her longingly without saying a word.
Ye Qing'an naturally knew what he was thinking, but she didn't expose him: "Wait a moment, let the servants clean the house and check the other places carefully."
"What? You still want me to stay here?" Ye Feiran immediately jumped up in anger.
"Otherwise what?" Ye Qing'an raised an eyebrow: "My courtyard isn't very big. Besides the main courtyard, there's only an east wing and a west wing. The west wing is currently occupied by Eleven..."
"I don't want to live in a courtyard where someone has died," Ye Feiran said through gritted teeth.
"Oh? Afraid of ghosts?"
As if his thoughts had been exposed, Ye Feiran became even more furious: "Nonsense! How could I be afraid of ghosts? A real man has nothing to hide, so why should I be afraid of ghosts?"
As Ye Feiran spoke, he cautiously glanced at Ye Qing'an's expression. Seeing that Ye Qing'an was just smiling at him, he felt inexplicably uneasy: "I... I just feel a bit unlucky."
Ye Qing'an nodded slightly: "Alright, but there really isn't anywhere else to live in our courtyard. Why don't you move to Eleven's place? There's another room next to Eleven's that can be lived in."
"Does the dignified second young master of the Ye family need to squeeze into a place with others?"
Ye Qing'an laughed again upon hearing this: "Yes, it's really unfair to make you, the second young master of the Ye family, squeeze in with the eleventh. Why don't you move back to your original place?"
"Your maids and servants are still in that courtyard. If you move back, there should be people to take care of you."
Ye Feiran was about to agree when her eyes darted around and she realized something.
There were indeed servants in that courtyard before, but those servants were all sent by his mother...
If it were a month ago...
No, even half a month ago, if Ye Qing'an had said that, he would have been overjoyed to move back, but now...
Now that he knows so much, he suddenly doesn't want to move back.
Ye Feiran pursed her lips, thought about the annoying face of the little brat in the west wing, glanced at the pageboy's corpse lying in the courtyard outside, which hadn't been dealt with yet, and finally her gaze fell on the dead insects on the ground.
Ye Feiran couldn't help but shudder, and his whole body trembled violently.
"Never mind, I'm always been a considerate person. The servants in the manor have been quite busy lately, so I'd better not trouble them. I'll just reluctantly move to the west wing..."
After saying that, feeling that she was a little weak, she raised her head again: "But let me make this clear first, although I am willing to make do, it does not mean that I will give in to everyone. If I live over there, the maids and servants that should be there will still have to move over to serve me."
"And you should tell your son not to provoke me for no reason, otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
Ye Qing'an looked Ye Feiran up and down for a while, her expression revealing nothing.
Ye Feiran was so angry that she jumped up and down: "What kind of look is that? Do you think I can't even beat your son? Let me tell you, I only let him win before because he's young and is my junior. If I didn't let him win..."
"Okay, I understand." Ye Qing'an's reply was rather perfunctory. Before Ye Feiran could respond, Ye Qing'an directly instructed the servants, "Pack the Second Young Master's things. Move the important things over first, so he can rest there tonight..."
Ye Qing paused for a moment and said, "There's no need to move the bedding yet. I'll have someone prepare another one."
"Yes."
After Ye Qing'an finished speaking, she didn't look at Ye Feiran again and left.
Ye Feiran stomped her foot: "I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"
But when his gaze fell on the quilt on the floor, his eyes couldn't help but flicker slightly.
He had naturally overheard Ye Qing'an's conversation with his father.
He also knew that the maids in the courtyard were all sent by his mother.
Could it be, as Ye Qing'an said, that this move was not only aimed at him, but also at Ye Qing'an?
But did his mother ever consider that this would cost him his life...?
Thinking of this, Ye Feiran couldn't help but shiver, then lowered her eyes to look at the fat on her body.
Was everything Ye Qing'an said before true?
Ye Qing'an was unaware of Ye Feiran's thoughts. She simply returned to her room and seized the opportunity to begin cultivating in the Cloud Dream Realm. Recently, with the aid of elixirs, her cultivation speed had increased considerably...
When we came out of the Cloud Dreamland, it was already dinnertime.
The maidservant served dinner, and Granny Wei served food to Ye Qing'an, but her brows were furrowed: "That Fourth Concubine has a really foul mouth. After the news of what happened to the Second Young Master today spread, the Fourth Concubine said that maybe the Second Young Master likes those erotic books. Although the Second Young Master is only eight years old, in a few more years, he will be old enough to take people into his household."
"Those bugs, perhaps because the young lady's courtyard is not very clean, so the bugs crawled into the quilt on their own."
Granny Wei glanced at Ye Qing'an: "It's one thing for her to say it, but the people in her courtyard have already spread her words. Now it's being said all over the manor, and it's not a very nice thing to hear..."
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