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Yi Qianhuan looked at Helian Xiujin who had actually broken into her room, her eyes filled with rage, and she chased after him with a cold face.

Here, Helian Xiu Jin didn't see anyone after breaking into the room.

"It's impossible that there's no one here! Where have you been hiding? You adulterer, I know you're here, get out here right now!" After searching the room haphazardly, Helian Xiu Jin didn't find a single figure.

Yi Qianhuan leaned against the door calmly. Just by looking around the room, he was sure that Ji Chilian had left.

"Yi Qianhuan, you evil woman, where on earth did you hide your adulterer?" Helian Xiujin even opened the closet and searched through it, but still found nothing. "I clearly heard a man's voice just now. Did you let the adulterer escape?!"

Yi Qianhuan smiled casually: "The prince has already said that I am a witch, how can I be sure that the one who escaped is a human?"

Helian Xiujin stuttered, and suddenly felt a chill coming over him: "You, what do you mean?"

Yi Qianhuan walked into the room and sat down slowly: "Prince, isn't he right here? Isn't he still here? Prince, come closer. I'll let you take a good look at him."

“Witch, witch!” Helian Xiujin was so frightened that he wailed, his whole body trembling like a sieve. “Yi Qianhuan, you are indeed a witch! You are possessed by an evil spirit, you are not the real Yi Qianhuan at all, who are you!”

"You are right. I am an evil ghost who wants to take lives. I came back this time to seek revenge on you. I will not let go of anyone who has wronged me in the past, no matter if it is you or others." Hearing Helian Xiujing running out screaming, Yi Qianhuan snorted lightly and asked Nanny Gui to prepare hot water for her bath again.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Yi Qianhuan lay on the bed, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes.

Soon his consciousness sank into sleep, and Yi Qianhuan suddenly opened his eyes.

The world before my eyes was a dream world, all around was desolate, strong winds swept through, blowing up the dry yellow sand on the ground, and there was only a blood-red waning moon hanging in the sky, emitting a chilling light.

"Daddy?" At first glance, the surroundings were full of twisted trees. When Yi Qianhuan saw this, he realized that something was wrong.

Dreams reveal the state of mind of the dreamer.

It seems that her father must be very desperate.

The Duke of Italy in her memory was definitely not someone who was destroyed by a great war.

If that’s the case, what exactly caused him to be so miserable and desperate?

Just at this moment, a staggering sound of footsteps slowly came from behind her.

Yi Qianhuan turned around and looked at the tall and mighty man.

The black armor on the man's body became tattered, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a thick layer of dust, as if his bones were rusted. His movements seemed extremely slow. Although he was over 40 years old, his whole body was stiff like an old man.

Not only that, the man's resolute face was covered with scars, and his eyes seemed to be covered with mist, looking blurry, but one could vaguely see some of the iron-blooded determination that was unique to soldiers during their lifetime still lingering in his brows.

Seeing that the spear held tightly in the man's hand had broken, Yi Qianhuan recognized at a glance that the man in front of him was the father of the previous master.

No, it should be said that he is her biological father now.

Yi Qianhuan took a deep breath and took the initiative to walk towards Duke Yi.

The one who entered the dream now was a wisp of soul of Duke Yi. He was in an unconscious state and could not recognize Yi Qianhuan.

But he instinctively felt that the woman in front of him was familiar, so he kept staring at Yi Qianhuan with a somewhat wooden look.

"Dad." Yi Qianhuan called softly.

The Duke of Italy blinked slowly, and there was no other reaction.

"Dad, I want to know, after the defeat at the Xiye border, was my brother captured or did he really desert?" There is a time limit for summoning souls into dreams, so Yi Qianhuan quickly got to the point.

An insane soul would not lie. Duke Yi answered Yi Qianhuan's question directly and seriously, "Yi Qianyuan was not captured, nor did he desert."

Yi Qianhuan frowned.

Those who disappeared on the battlefield were not captured, nor did they desert on their own. Why did they suddenly disappear?

"Then where did my brother go? Do you know?" Yi Qianhuan asked directly.

"I know. He was rescued." When Duke Yi said this, his numb face suddenly became even weirder.

His face was shaking violently and bloodshot gradually appeared in his eyes. He seemed to be enduring a huge fear and suddenly reached out to grab Yi Qianhuan's hand.

"Don't ask, don't come to me again! Qian Huan, don't come to me again! It's coming!" Duke Yi's expression was extremely ferocious, and he was shouting hysterically.

Yi Qianhuan felt that his arms were about to be broken by Duke Yi, and the scene around him began to become chaotic due to Duke Yi's unstable emotions.

The ground began to shake continuously, and the strange-shaped black trees around began to grow wildly. The crooked black branches spread towards the direction where Yi Qianhuan was like strange hands.

At the feet of Duke Yi, countless pairs of pale hands like those of little babies emerged and grabbed his feet. At the same time, the crying of children rang in Yi Qianhuan's ears.

"Don't go, don't go--"

"Stay with us—you are not allowed to leave—"

"Ah! They are coming! Go away quickly! Don't come to me again!" Duke Yi shouted in despair and pushed Yi Qianhuan hard.

Yi Qianhuan's body rapidly retreated uncontrollably, as if the ground beneath her feet was carrying her. She saw Duke Yi getting farther and farther away from her.

The hands of the children that emerged from the ground were like bamboo shoots breaking through the soil, climbing up madly along the body of the Duke of Italy.

The Duke of Italy's expression returned to numbness, and he just stood there, allowing himself to be drowned by those pale little hands.

In the quiet room, Yi Qianhuan suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a thin layer of sweat on her smooth forehead, and she narrowed her eyes slightly.

This was definitely the strangest dream she had ever experienced.

But why is this happening?

……

The night was destined to be sleepless, and the next day.

While Yi Qianhuan was having breakfast, she learned from Nanny Gui why the servants tried to avoid her when they saw her.

It turned out that Liao wanted to set rules for her to let her know who was the mistress of the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion, so she arranged for the servants in the mansion to ignore Yi Qianhuan and not to serve her.

That's why the servants wanted to avoid her.

"It's totally unreasonable! All the money spent in the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion was from your dowry, mother. The monthly allowances for those servants were actually paid by you, mother. Why would that old witch do this?" After hearing what Nanny Gui said, Yi Mobao was so angry that he put down his chopsticks and couldn't eat anymore.

"What you said makes sense, but is it because you think they deserve your anger?" Yi Qianhuan asked with amusement.

"Hmph, they are nothing! They just listen to Liao because they think that mother can't make decisions at home. In that case, we don't need them." Yi Mobao picked up the clean handkerchief beside him and wiped his mouth, then jumped off the chair, "I'll go find some useful helpers for mother!"

But he knew a good place, which was the favorite place of the women in the capital!

Find some people there to serve mother, and mother will definitely praise him!

Seeing Yi Mobao rushing out in a hurry after he finished speaking, Yi Qianhuan had long been accustomed to his personality of doing what he said, so he continued to have breakfast.

"Miss, are we still going to the Governor's Mansion today?" Liuli asked as she sat next to Yi Qianhuan and had dinner with her.

"Within these seven days, the young master shouldn't get sick again. Wait for the news from the Nine Thousand Year Old Man before taking any action."

The implication is that there is no need to go again.

"Then Miss, do you still remember that you were going to visit ***'s mansion today? Are you still going?" Liuli asked excitedly.

Yi Qianhuan touched his chin and asked, "I remember that the Yi family had a daughter who was married to the *** mansion as a concubine?"

"Yes, Miss. I remember that she was the concubine daughter of the third branch of the Yi family. I think her name was Yi Yuanyuan."

Yi Qianhuan: "Then let's go to the *** Mansion."

*** is the biological sister of the current emperor Ling Xuan. She is deeply respected by the emperor Ling Xuan and has a high status in the court.

But her love life was very bumpy. She wasted five years with her beloved before finally getting married. However, less than three years after their marriage, her husband died of illness.

From then on, *** never remarried and lived with the son and daughter she had with her husband.

Although ***'s son had been conferred the title of Marquis of Guibei by the late emperor, he still lived in ***'s mansion to accompany her.

The last time I saw *** was in Yuncheng, thousands of miles away, and it has been three years.

When Yi Qian happily arrived at the gate of ***'s mansion, he lifted the curtain of the car and looked forward, and saw an elegant woman standing at the door surrounded by a group of women who were also dressed gorgeously, as if she was waiting for someone.

She frowned immediately, "Liuli, is there a banquet at ***'s house today?"

"Since the death of the prince consort, the queen has been lonely and has been hosting banquets every now and then." Liuli replied, "I guess the queen knew you were coming today, so she specially prepared a banquet for you."

Yi Qianhuan let down the curtain with a dull look on her face. "Bring me my veil."

Liuli immediately took out a light silver veil with pearl embellishments from the small cabinet next to her. It was the same color as the dress Yi Qianhuan was wearing today and handed it to her.

There are exquisite silver soft hooks on the veil that can be hung on the ears, which can also embellish the ears beautifully. Yi Qianhuan put on the veil, revealing only a pair of sparkling phoenix eyes, which made Liuli's heart beat wildly again.

Once again, she felt that Helian Xiujin was an idiot.

Otherwise, why would he be obsessed with a woman like Lin Wanyue and not like her young lady?

"Mother, which distinguished guest is coming?" At the gate of ***'s mansion, Princess Caihua couldn't help but ask ***.

"This distinguished guest likes to keep a low profile and doesn't like to reveal her identity." *** said this to her daughter, and also to everyone present. "I have finally invited this distinguished guest to ***'s mansion. Today's treasure appreciation banquet is specially prepared for this distinguished guest. I hope everyone will treat her as a distinguished guest."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.