She quickly jumped off the bed, opened the door, and saw Ye Tian standing next to the railing with his hands on his back.

"Are you eavesdropping on our speech?" Lan Ling'er held her hand on her chin and secretly approached him.

Ye Tian turned his head and looked into her eyes, "No need to eavesdrop, your voice is almost reaching downstairs."

"Is that so?!" Lan Ling'er felt that Ye Tian was not so bored for the first time when she stared at the corner of her mouth.

"It's all Yao Qingmei, let me hold her with a knife..."

Ye Tian said lightly, "What she said is not unreasonable. Otherwise, why would I ask her to follow us?"

Lan Ling'er covered her mouth and laughed, rolling her eyes at Yao Qingmei.

Yao Qingmei glanced at Ye Tian with fear and glared at Lan Ling'er fiercely.

It was a lively dinner time downstairs, with pots and pans in the stove and kitchen rising and falling, and the heat mixed with the aroma of rice lingering around. Several tables of male guests gathered around the lobby.

Ye Tian turned his eyes to look at her, "Prepare to have a meal, just wait in the room, I'll have someone to deliver the meal."

"Ah? Oh... OK."

Lan Ling'er returned to the house with her arms in her arms, asking Yao Qingmei to pay attention to her dress, and the waiter came to deliver the meal later.

"How do you eat in the house today?" Yao Qingmei asked.

"Oh, Ye Tian said." Lan Ling'er said casually.

Yao Qingmei sneered, walked out of the room, and looked downstairs.

Several male guests were having a meal while making jokes, staring at the women passing by outside, all kinds of dirty jokes emerged one after another. A few of them noticed Yao Qingmei upstairs, and then a sharp teasing whistle came. She was so scared that she quickly retracted her head and closed the door.

"What's wrong?" Lan Ling'er asked in surprise.

Yao Qingmei patted her heart, and her sour air was surging. They were all women. I was better-looking than her and more feminine than her. Why didn’t I have a flower protector? Not to mention that, I went astray and was deceived.

After a while, he became depressed, and a drop of tears fell from his eyes.

Lan Ling'er was startled and hurriedly supported her, "What the hell is wrong?"

Yao Qingmei ignored her, sobbed and cried for a while, but at least she was calm. She wiped her tears and snot hard with a veil and said, "Your kissing husband is protecting you. There are all vulgar men in the hall downstairs!"

Lan Ling'er looked at her red eyes, and the woman's delicateness made her realize in an instant that Yao Qingmei had tasted it.

He couldn't help but sigh and said warmly, "Don't cry, your affairs will always pass, we will uphold justice for you. As for Ye Tian and I, it is far from as simple as you see. He is such a person, and even in the market, it is inevitable that he will be promoted step by step in the future. And I am just a small peasant girl, how can I compare with the noble and beautiful daughters of the noble and beautiful families outside? If I regard her as my dear husband, I will cry at that time."

Yao Qingmei sniffed, "Do you have no affection for him?"

Lan Ling'er raised her eyebrows, "I don't know, to be honest, these things are something I dare not think about now. Tongchuan has entered the eyes of the world, and our lives will no longer be calm."

Yao Qingmei stared at her in a daze.

When she said these words to me, she was far from the girl in the general corner. She was obviously a mature woman, a mature and calmer woman than me.

Her life is destined to be uneasy, because she is the one who will stir up the situation. Otherwise, how could she have fallen into Young Master Ye’s eyes?

Tongchuan was indeed no longer calm because of Zhang Taishou’s team. There were fewer stalls and vendors on the street. People no longer came so leisurely to buy colorful baskets.

The old bamboo craftsman did not sell all the colorful baskets for four or five days in a row. Fortunately, he had accumulated some silver before, so his life would not be broken.

At noon, there were only a few people on the street. He packed up the stall early and carried it to Huangni Village.

When he came to the Lan family's thatched hut, he patted the door of the wood door. No one answered, and he called out, "Brother Lan, Brother Lan!" No one answered. The bamboo craftsman looked at the sky. It was afternoon, and they must have been in the field. He immediately picked up a basket to go to the field to find them.

Just after carrying the load, the door of the neighbor's house not far away opened with a creaking sound. A farmer stretched out half of his head and looked over vigilantly.

When the old bamboo craftsman heard the movement, he turned around and the man suddenly retreated.

The bamboo craftsman thought it was strange, what's wrong, is this? Am I that scary? I usually come to Lan Erya's house many times, so this guy is not afraid of me.

But the door had already been closed, so he didn't want to go over and ask again, so he picked up the basket and continued to walk.

Gradually, the road leading to the fields was a slope, and the bamboo craftsman carried the basket and walked upwards.

There were rustling footsteps behind me, and the footsteps quickly rushed over.

The bamboo craftsman swept a figure at the corner of his eyes, and looked up and saw that it was the neighbor just now.

The man looked around again and said mysteriously, "Brother, are you here to find Lan's family?"

"Yes, do you know where they went?" asked the bamboo craftsman.

The neighbor suddenly looked worried, "We are familiar with each other, I have to tell you that something might have happened to the Lan family. On the afternoon, two officers and soldiers came and took their husbands and mothers away!"

After the man said that, he quickly slipped away.

The bamboo craftsman was stunned on the spot. The fields were silent, without any sound or crying, and only the cold wind was blowing. The bamboo craftsman was at a loss. What should he do? Erya, Erya, where are you? Uncle Wusman was panicked!

At the same time, at Taohua Inn, Taohua Town, one of them was reporting to the incident in Tongchuan with Ye Tian. The mother and mother of the Lan family were arrested for damaging the forests of the imperial court.

What does it mean to damage the mountains and forests of the imperial court?

The visitor reported that Miss Lan's house had planted a piece of land, all of which were covered with sheds, and the black soil inside the shed was taken from the mountain outside the village. The mountain was a public property of the court, and it was deliberately destroyed without permission.

There is no way to worry about the sins caused by the crime. The sin of taking the earth has never been heard of.

Ye Tian held his forehead with his hands and frowned deeply.

Yu Wu listened next to him and whispered: "This must be the work of Zhang Taishou. He couldn't stand it anymore and did something that was the same as hostage."

The light in Ye Tian's eyes was so cold that it was frozen.

The interior was silent for a moment.

Lan Ling'er didn't come out of the neighboring house and didn't know about this. Ye Tian kept a posture without moving and thought quietly.

Yu Wuli was waiting for him quietly. How should Mr. Ye deal with Miss Lan? Could it be that he would have launched a war against Prefect Zhang? Will Lian Cuishan avoid his edge these days, and was he forced out? If he really faced Mai Mang, they would have taken the blame for betraying the court, and there would be no Ning Ri again.

A hoarse voice slowly rang: "Yu Wu, I'll go to Tongchuan, Miss Lan will ask you to take care of you."

Yu Wu was stunned.

"You don't have your surname Yu for the time being. Your surname is Dong, and you are the name of Dong Da's nephew."

"Oh?" Yu Wu looked at him in panic. Can't the surname Yu be exposed to the world?

Ye Tian understood what he meant, "Yu Wu can be exposed to the world, but he cannot be exposed to the court for the time being."

"yes……"

Ye Tian stood up with his clothes, "Don't tell Miss Lan about the mother-in-law and mother of the Lan family to be taken away, be sure to keep your mouth shut."

"Okay!" Yu Wu looked at him blankly.

It was almost afternoon, and Lan Ling'er hid in the next room and didn't come out for noon. Ye Tian left the door, his eyebrows and eyes eased, soap boots slowly stepped in front of her room.

A slightly disturbing voice from the women came from the room:

"Your stitches are wrong here!" Yao Qingmei's voice.

"What's wrong? I'm embroidering." Her voice was cute and pretty, and her daughter was full of shape. Ye Tian's mouth raised slightly.

"Embroidery?! It's so ridiculous. Are you embroidering flowers or insects? They are all in a bunch of them." Yao Qingmei laughed noisily.

"Just you, you can embroider..." Lan Ling'er did not show any weakness.

The two were arguing, laughing.

Ye Tian listened quietly for a while, turned around decisively, his ink robe flew, and he went downstairs quietly.

Dajiang, Dalang and Yu Wu came out together, leaning against the railings upstairs to see the shadows passing through the lobby downstairs.

Dajiang whispered worriedly, "Do you think the military advisor seems to have a somewhat resolute attitude? What is he going to do? Alone?"

Yu Wu frowned deeply. As expected, Dajiang said this, and his doubts were immediately resolved. Before leaving, he advised Dajiang Dalang for a while and taught them to wait for the calmness of Tongchuan, so he took Miss Lan to Xu's house and sent her home safely. He also told them to give her enough money to live her life so that she could have no worries.

Thinking about it now, it seems like a decisive explanation!

In the room, Lan Ling'er and Yao Qingmei were fighting for a long time, but they didn't get a single needle. The silver needle wearing silk thread stopped between their fingers and hung in the air.

When Yao Qingmei saw her in a daze, she urged her, "What are you doing? Why did you stop suddenly? Just cut it quickly."

Lan Ling'er frowned slightly, and she felt unhappy for no reason. She was hesitant and had not yet fallen.

Seeing that her face suddenly became bad, Qiuju asked softly, "Miss Lan, what's wrong? But what's wrong?"

Outside the door of the house, there was a faint sense of life in the inn, the shouts of the shopkeeper and the client, the jokes of the guests, everything was still like yesterday, and it didn't sound abnormal.

Lan Ling'er shook her head, her fingers fell down, and the silver needle passed through the red cloth, and the silk thread slowly extended.

Yao Qingmei continued to urge her to point out wherever her stitches fell.

It was sewn until half an afternoon, and their respective stomachs rumbling.

Putting away the needle and thread, opening the door. Yao Qingmei said in confusion: "Why didn't you see your kissing husband today and ask someone to put the meal on?"

Lan Ling'er glared at her, but saw Dajiang. Dalang opened the door of the neighbor's room and walked out, and said to her with a smile, "Miss Lan will come up with the meal later. Let's go back to the house first."

All three of them were there, the door was quiet and empty, and no one came out from behind.

Where is Ye Tian?

"Oh, okay. Thank you." Lan Ling'er thanked him, and moved her footsteps toward their room.

Yu Wu stepped on her, "Miss Lan, go back to the house first."

Lan Ling'er suddenly looked up, her big eyes containing water light stared at him, and the light in her eyes gradually became cold, "Where is Ye Tian?"

Seeing the changes in her eyes, Yu Wu sighed secretly, the keen girl responded: "Young Master Ye is practicing qigong, so you can't be disturbed, otherwise you will be deviled..."

Lan Ling'er stared at him quietly for a moment and said slowly: "He is really inside?"
Chapter completed!