Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family - Chapter 638 Things are going to change

Gu Xinglang nodded.

Susan suddenly laughed crazily when she heard this: "Hahahaha, Su Luo, you can't run away! You are the second daughter of the Yongning Marquis's Mansion. We are all dead, and you still want to run away! No way, you can't run away, you can't run away!"

Gu Xinglang looked at Susan lying on the ground irritably, walked over, pulled the dagger out from Nanny Jiang's body, put it in Nanny Jiang's hand, held it, and then stretched it towards Susan.

Susan was shocked: "You, what do you want to do, you..."

Susan couldn't move at all, and cried to Yang Luo for help: "Sister, please, I don't want to die, sister, please don't let him kill me, I won't tell your secret. Sister..."

Yang Luo said nothing and didn't look in her direction. She looked towards the edge of the pond. Ten minutes had passed since she heard the sound of falling into the lake. Liu should be dead.

The dagger slowly sank into Susan's heart.

Susan was in so much pain that she was shaking all over and blood was constantly flowing out of her mouth, but the guard just held her down so that she couldn't move.

Looking at the guard who was splattered with blood, he was no longer expressionless, but a little annoyed. He took out a handkerchief from his arms, threw it to Gu Xinglang, and even glanced at his master.

Then I found a place to change my clothes.

Gu Xinglang wiped the blood off his hands in disgust, took Yang Luo's hand, turned and left.

Half an hour later, Zheng Xinjiang led hundreds of guards to surround the Yongning Marquis Mansion.

But after entering the mansion, Zheng Xinjiang discovered that the wife of the Marquis of Yongning, Liu, had fallen into the lake and died, and the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Yongning, Susan, and her wet nurse had stabbed each other in the heart, and both were dead.

All the servants in the marquis's mansion were dismissed.

The old butler did not go to find Yang Luo.

He collected the bodies of his four masters and built four new tombs on a small hill not far from the mass grave.

Until someone told her that in front of the four tombs, an old man was sitting cross-legged with his head drooping, and he had also passed away.

……

This day is the day when two servants in Qinglan Court are getting married.

Early in the morning, Yizhu and Luoman knelt in front of Li Shuangwan, offered her tea and said goodbye to her.

"Also, you have to be careful when practicing martial arts. Your injuries haven't fully healed yet."

Li Shuangwan's eyes also turned red. He took the tea from her hand and drank it, then helped her up personally: "Live a good life with Liu Er in the future and give birth to more big fat boys."

Roman's face immediately turned red.

Yizhu will still have to come back to continue serving after marriage, but after all, she is married, so she will no longer be assigned to take night shifts.

Li Shuangwan helped her up as well: "Don't worry, I'll consider it after everything here is settled."

In Daliang, her stepmother, Lady Shuguogong, also arranged for her to have several maids to serve her personally.

There is no rush now.

Chen Ping and Liu Er also knelt down and kowtowed to her.

Gu Xingyan put his arm around her shoulders: "What's wrong? Why are you still crying? Are you reluctant to let them go? You chose their husbands for them, and you did a good job."

Li Shuangwan quickly took a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and said with a heavy nasal voice: "No, I'm just happy for them. In this life, I finally protected them all."

Gu Xingyan sighed softly and took the girl into his arms.

Li Shuangwan gave a few people a holiday and asked the four of them, along with Chen Rong, to go out and play for a while before coming back.

The storm is coming.

Chen Ping suggested that since they were going out, they might as well go to the places he had not run before and look for the last herb.

Li Shuangwan naturally agreed.

But in this case, these people probably won’t be back in the short term.

They decided to transfer all the major shops in Shengjing City that could be transferred, sell the things that could be sold at a low price, and for those that could not be sold, take the money, take their people, and leave Shengjing.

……

September 15th.

It was a clear and crisp autumn day in the morning, but suddenly a strong wind blew at noon.

Ling Yan's men had sneaked into Liangshan some time ago and had learned about the movements of Ling Heng's 30,000 private soldiers.

Gu Xinglang and Yang Luo were also there.

Gu Xinglang walked outside the pavilion, looked at the leaves rustling in the yard, and frowned: "The weather is going to change."

None of the three people in the pavilion responded to him.

Li Shuangwan's eyes moved from Yang Luo's hands to her face, and then from her face to her hands. She didn't even know when she clenched her hands into fists.

Seeing that Yang Luo's hand finally left Gu Xingyan's wrist, he asked anxiously: "Lolo, the poison in Xingyan's body..."

Yang Luo did not answer, but said: "I need another bottle of blood."

Gu Xingyan gave Li Shuangwan a comforting look and let Yang Luo take out the porcelain bottle and draw blood from his elbow.

But he didn't say anything.

Yang Luo tilted Gu Xingyan's elbow downward and tapped the porcelain bottle on his arm, trying to minimize the amount of blood that came into contact with the air.

Because Gu Xingyan has eaten hundreds of herbs, the two poisons in his body have reached a certain balance, allowing him to be safe for two years without taking antidotes.

But no one dares to bet on what will happen in two years.

The antidote that Shu Wenbo and Liang Tianyou have been taking can only ensure that they are safe until they are around 40 years old.

Seeing Yang Luo move the porcelain bottle away, Li Shuangwan quickly took out gauze from the medicine box to stop the bleeding and bandage him.

Yang Luo took the blood, covered the porcelain bottle and put it into the medicine box. Seeing Li Shuangwan's cautious look, he couldn't help but smile.

"Sister Yan, please go a little slower. This small wound has already healed. There is no need to bandage it. Just press it and it will be fine in a while."

Yang Luo couldn't help it and his lips twitched.

However, Gu Xinglang snorted in annoyance. Should he remind him how many wounds, big and small, he had on his body?