The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

"Lead the way, what's going on?" Pei An interrupted A'lu's doubts. A'lu quickly walked sideways with a lantern in hand, "They jumped into the big-bellied mandarin duck well outside the small Buddhist temple, and Jinzhu, Aunt Fang's maid, also jumped in."

Terrible!

Pei An walked quickly, "Has Uncle Hai come over?"

Alu nodded, "We have passed it, but the mouth of the Yuanyang Well is small and the water is deep. In the middle of the night, Uncle Hai is looking for someone to go down, but those who are tall and strong can't go down, and those who are thin and short can't do it."

The road to the small Buddhist temple became long in the dark night.

Song Guanzhou was wearing thin embroidered shoes. The road was unclear in the spring night. If Pei An hadn't half-hugged and half-supported him, he would have almost fallen several times.

"You have some personal relationship with Aunt Fang?"

Otherwise, it shouldn't be this strange emotion. If it's about worrying about human life, it wouldn't be Song Guanzhou's gloomy look.

"When I was recovering from my injuries, she visited me often. She was a life as beautiful as a flower, but I—"

Song Guanzhou's voice was a little hoarse. The spring night wind was a little chilly. When it blew, Song Guanzhou measured his body and hid behind Pei An involuntarily. Pei An sighed, "It's better to go back. I'm afraid it's dangerous. Don't scare you in the middle of the night. If there's anything, I'll let Alu run a few more times and I won't hide it from you."

Song Guanzhou shook her head. Since it concerned the direction of the plot, she couldn't just stand by and watch.

As a human being, everyone has emotions. At this moment, she admired for the ten thousandth time those people who traveled through books and were reborn in novels. They had such a strong heart.

She was disturbed from time to time, and became afraid when she thought that she still couldn't escape.

Because of understanding, there is fear.

The cruelty of this era cannot be understood unless you are living in it. How many people who have returned from the new era can adapt to it?

At least Song Guanzhou had a very difficult time.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Pei An could only drag her along and head towards the small Buddhist temple. When they were almost outside the temple, the prince and his wife also came over. When they bumped into each other, Pei Chen felt a little angry, "Why did you have to jump to the small Buddhist temple when there are so many places to go?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Hai trotted out and almost bumped into Pei An.

Pei An supported Pei Hai with one hand and protected Song Guanzhou with the other, "Uncle Hai, what's the situation?"

Pei Hai sighed, "Aunt Fang still has some voices, but Jinzhu is probably gone. This matter cannot be publicized. The boys can't go down, and the maids don't dare to."

You have to tie the body up with ropes and lower it down, then pull the person inside out.

Xiao Yinxiu was so frightened that her hands and feet were cold, and she was a little afraid to go in. But Song Guanzhou mustered up the courage and said, "I'll go. If the person is still alive, there is no time to waste."

Honeysuckle followed behind and immediately said, "Let this servant come."

The mouth of the Mandarin Duck Well is only as thick as an ordinary wooden barrel. An average person can fit their legs and feet in, but their shoulders cannot.

Honeysuckle was not fat, but had a bigger frame than Song Guanzhou. Just by making a gesture, he knew he couldn't get down. At this moment, the lights in front of the Buddhist temple were bright. Duke Pei Jian was solemn and silent, staring at the Mandarin Duck Well. He was filled with coldness, making people afraid to approach.

Pei An went in and looked around with Pei Chen, then looked into the well. It was all deserted.

It looks like the situation is in danger.

Song Guanzhou took off his cloak and asked Rendong to take the rope. "Tie me up and let me down. I can swim!" Pei An refused without thinking, "No."

"It's such a long time, why are you still talking about this? What if you are still breathing?"

Song Guanzhou was very angry and said bluntly, "I'm not afraid of living people, so why would I be afraid of dead people?"

This statement was extremely ironic, but it was recognized by Pei Jian. He sneered, "Yes, if you are not afraid of the living, why should you be afraid of the dead? Dahai, tie a rope to Guanzhou!"

He had been feeling listless, but now he perked up after hearing Song Guanzhou's words.

Seeing this, Pei An looked at Song Guanzhou worriedly, and asked Pei Hai to come over. Together, they tied a rope and cloth belt around Song Guanzhou's waist.

"Call me if you need anything, and I'll pull you up."

Xiao Yinxiu, who was standing by, was so frightened that her face turned pale. Aunt Chu walked to her side quietly, pulled her to the back under the shade of the tree, and whispered, "The old lady's door is locked and someone is watching. I dare not go forward."

Xiao Yinxiu closed his eyes and felt very troubled.

"You didn't find out anything?"

Aunt Chu sighed softly, "It is said that the Duke came to the small Buddhist hall at night and talked to the old lady. I don't know how, but Aunt Fang quietly left Zhengxian Pavilion in the middle of the night, came to this small Buddhist hall, and knocked on the old lady's door.

It is unknown what was said during the confrontation.

Not long after, Jinzhu's cry for help was heard, and then she jumped down following Aunt Fang.

Xiao Yinxiu crumpled the handkerchief with both hands and said angrily, "Aunt...Aunt is so stupid!"

After such a commotion during the day and night, it was finally calmed down. Why didn't they know how to be humble and yield? Aunt Fang was usually a weak person. If she hadn't been forced into a corner, why would she jump into the well?

Aunt Chu didn't dare to say anything. She just looked at the Fourth Young Master's wife who was gently lowered into the well by Pei An and Pei Hai. Xiao Yinxiu looked over along the light and snorted, "She is so brave!"

At this moment, the Duke was also leaning on the well mouth and spoke again, "Fang'er, please bear with the cold. I will ask Guanzhou to come down and pull you up."

Song Guanzhou was slowly lowered into the well holding a small pocket lantern. This well was very strange. The mouth of the well was only as thick as his waist, but the inside was dozens of times larger. It was almost a small bathhouse, but the water level was not high. Song Guanzhou was lowered two or three feet before he touched the well water.

When half of her body was in the water, she shouted upwards, "Don't let go again."

Pei An listened carefully and immediately fixed the rope. Song Guanzhou searched on the water with a small lantern and suddenly saw half a head sticking out of the well wall not far away, and it seemed that the person had no breath.

"what--!"

She was frightened to death, but the cold water immediately stopped her screaming.

"How about watching the boat?"

Pei An's voice came from above her head. She concentrated and calmed herself, mustering the courage to move towards the figure. At the same time, she muttered in her heart, Aunt Fang, you can't die!

If you die, I will probably die too in two years!

Just as she was about to get closer, the half-wrapped head suddenly moved. Song Guanzhou's hand trembled and she almost dropped the lantern. With most of her body submerged in the water, she realized that she couldn't retreat. She could only whisper, "Aunt Fang...Aunt Fang?"

The water in the well is cold and more than one person’s depth.

She called out a few times, but the head didn't move. Time waits for no one, so Song Guanzhou had no choice but to cling to the wall of the well and swim over. When he touched the head, he heard a weak voice, "Young Madam—"

Still alive!

Song Guanzhou quickly pulled the rope, grabbed Aunt Fang's clothes with one hand, looked up and shouted, "Silang, he's still alive, let go of the rope."

alive?

Pei Haiye heard this and quickly lowered another cloth rope that he had prepared. Song Guanzhou searched for a gap in the well wall and tried to insert the lantern. Under the dim light, she grabbed Aunt Fang and looked around, "Where is your maid?"

Aunt Fang, with a look of despair on her face, was losing consciousness and murmured, "Jinzhu, she's gone."