The vicious villain is in luck again

She got out of bed with a twist, put on her shoes, grabbed her coat and headed out.

He Yiyi was dazzled by her smooth movements, but his body had already realized and acted first.

Before she could react, she had caught up with An Ran. Not only that, she also crossed a few steps in front of An Ran, blocking An Ran's progress.

An Ran looked at He Yiyi who was standing in front of her, put her hands through her sleeves, and asked her, "Why are you standing in front of me?"

This question brought He Yiyi's consciousness back, and her eyes were focused on An Ran's movements in getting dressed.

An Ran was not as fussy about her clothes as ordinary young ladies. She was calm and generous, as well as bold as a man. She didn't seem to care at all that she appeared in front of people disheveled.

No, it wasn't that she was disheveled on purpose, but as soon as she heard that the ugly slave was imprisoned in the Yamen, she immediately became anxious and didn't even bother to get dressed before leaving.

He Yiyi's heart, as calm as water, felt strange ripples.

Why does the eldest lady pay so much attention to this ugly slave? This has indeed exceeded the level of concern for ordinary servants.

In the few years she has been with the eldest lady, she has never seen the eldest lady show such great interest in any man. Even the second young master of the Zhao family who grew up with the eldest lady has not been able to offend the eldest lady.

Look more often.

What is it about this ugly slave that attracts the young lady?

He Yiyi didn't want the eldest lady to find an ugly slave.

She thought so, but she couldn't say it, so she made an excuse, "Luyuan has already gone to invite the madam, and I think she will be here soon."

"If Madam doesn't see you the first time she comes here, she will be disappointed."

An Ran looked at He Yiyi strangely, "How do I remember what kind of porridge you asked her to go to the kitchen to bring?"

Just when An Ran asked this question, Luyuan came over with porridge.

He Yiyi bit his lip when he saw He Yiyi with a natural expression.

How could she forget what she was doing in Green Garden in her panic?

But since the porridge has been served, it would be a good idea for the eldest lady to take a sip to soothe her stomach.

He Yiyi thought about it and took the bowl from Luyuan's hand.

Unexpectedly, Luyuan had long made up her mind to share the duties of serving An Ran for He Yiyi. In her heart, He Yiyi and An Ran were both masters. It was really outrageous that such a kind-hearted master as He Yiyi still had to serve An Ran.

Too bad.

She moved her hand slightly to the side, avoiding He Yiyi's stretched out hand. In He Yiyi's stunned expression, a smile appeared on her face, "Miss, the temperature of this porridge is just right. You

Give it a try."

An Ran originally wanted to refuse and go directly to the Yamen, but was infected by Lu Yuan's sweet smile and was embarrassed to ignore her, so he took the bowl and drank a few sips under her gaze.

While eating porridge, the matter of getting dressed naturally left behind. The coat that had just been put on, which had not yet been tied, was wide open and fluttered on both sides of the body with An Ran's movements.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan took two steps forward diligently, stretched out her hand to straighten An Ran's clothes and tied them for her.

Miss, you see how good her attitude is and how dedicated she is in serving you, so in the future, please stop bothering Miss Er.

When Luyuan neatly arranged An Ran's clothes, An Ran also finished the porridge. She took the bowl and smiled again. Yingying turned around and walked towards the small kitchen.

An Ran was still recalling Luyuan's attentive service and beautiful smile, and couldn't help but sigh a few times, "Xiao Si Tiao is really a good person."

"Does the eldest lady think she is very good?" He Yiyi asked after being left out for a while. His voice was soft and soft, and his emotions could not be discerned, but there was a sense of coolness inexplicably.

An Ran turned her attention to He Yiyi. The little girl was looking at her intently, her eyes watery.

She suddenly remembered her conversation with Jiang Anran in the gap between the world.

He Yiyi asked if this meant that he had some plans to attack Luyuan, right?

Before she could think of an answer, He Yiyi smiled warmly with a sweet and gentle expression.

, "Miss, do you still want to go to the Yamen?"

She looked calm and relaxed, as if her question to Luyuan just now was just a whim and she didn't take it to heart at all.

An Ran was suspicious, but she didn't hesitate anymore. Instead, she answered He Yixin's questions. She nodded, "Of course."

But He Yiyi just reminded her that she should really go see Mrs. Jiang before going out. After all, she promised Jiang Anran to take more care of Mrs. Jiang.

He Yi said, "Then I'll go find Butler Gu to prepare the carriage for you."

After she finished speaking, she turned around like a green garden and walked away.

An Ran looked at He Yiyi's disappearing figure, always feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't notice it.

Halfway to Mrs. Jiang's residence, An Ran ran into Mrs. Jiang who came after receiving the news.

Mrs. Jiang was naturally happy to see her daughter wake up. She hugged An Ran into her arms. God knows how panicked she was when He Yiyi said that An Ran had fainted.

Especially when he fainted in front of the ugly slave of unknown origin. Who knows what the ugly slave did?

Therefore, she made a prompt decision and asked Gu Xiaosi to send the ugly slave to the Yamen to be locked up.

An Ran felt the warmth in Mrs. Jiang's arms and couldn't help but sigh when she heard her worry about herself.

Mrs. Jiang is very concerned about her daughter. It is no wonder that Jiang Anran misses her mother the most.

Now that she has met Mrs. Jiang, it is time for her to get down to business.

An Ran hugged Mrs. Jiang and said, "It's not Chou Slave's fault that I fainted."

Mrs. Jiang's voice was silent for a moment.

An Ran came out of Mrs. Jiang's arms and saw Mrs. Jiang's somewhat strange and incredible expression.

She added: "I want to go to the Yamen to see him."

"Good boy," Mrs. Jiang called out, but she didn't know what to say.

How could she have imagined that the first words her daughter spoke would be related to a servant.

Looking at An Ran's bright eyes and gloomy face, Mrs. Jiang couldn't say anything to stop her.

She thought about what Chunyu told her last time and gave up.

The ten-year-old boy on the left and right can't cause any trouble, so what if his origin is unknown? As long as she protects her good baby, it is impossible for that ugly slave to realize any other ideas.

An Ran was escorted all the way to the door by Mrs. Jiang. Next to the carriage, He Yiyi disappeared, followed by Lu Yuan.

Under the personal guidance of the county magistrate, An Ran met Wen Feiran who was imprisoned in prison.

He was still wearing the same clothes that An Ran had seen before he fainted, but they were extremely dirty, his face was gray, and his hair was messy, with a few straws stuck in it.

When the prison door opened, Wen Feiran was lying sideways on the pile of straw, with one hand on his head, his eyes closed, and his head was covered in sweat.

Hearing the sound of people coming in, he opened his eyes and looked at everyone quietly.

The prison was dark, with only candlelight providing light. The swaying red firelight flashed in Wen Feiran's deep eyes, adding a bit of eerieness, and he did not look like a ten-year-old boy.

The moment he opened his eyes, he locked his gaze on An Ran, so focused that there was not even a single deviation.

An Ran was a little frightened by his look and coughed, "I'll take you back home."

Wen Feiran's lips moved.

"Pick me up and take me back home."

There was an intermittent sluggishness when he read out the four words, and it was as if something had been chewed over and over in his mouth, which was a bit weird.

"Yes." An Ran said, "My fainting has nothing to do with you, let's go."

She said and turned around.

"I can't get up." Wen Feiran said from behind.

An Ran paused.

"My leg is broken." His tone was calm. If you didn't listen to the content, no one would think that he was suffering from the pain of a broken leg.

As soon as An Ran heard this, he immediately approached his legs to look, but there was no

Nothing unusual was found, no blood or other traces.

"If you don't believe it, just leave me alone." Wen Feiran said and closed his eyes again.

"Of course I believe it." An Ran glared at the county magistrate who was obviously a little flustered next to her.

She didn't need to say anything. The county magistrate, who realized that he had failed to please the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, had already consciously arranged for people to carry Wen Feiran out of the prison. Just when he ordered to prepare a carriage again, An Ran stopped him and said, "No need."

It's unnecessary, just carry it on my carriage."

The county magistrate's expression froze, but he quickly reacted and without saying much, asked someone to put Wen Feiran into the carriage.

Although the carriage An Ran was sitting in was much larger than an ordinary carriage, it seemed a bit restrictive to squeeze in Wen Feiran who was lying sideways. She sat aside, her feet resting on Wen Feiran's waist, and as the carriage drove forward, she would move from time to time.

To touch his waist.

An Ran felt the obstruction of Wen Feiran's waist with her toes, and couldn't help but shift her attention to it. Wen Feiran was smaller, and her waist was so thin that it seemed like it could be broken with one foot.

She was lost in thought as she watched, and only came back to her senses when she heard Wen Feiran's unbearable groan.

She actually put her foot on his waist unconsciously, and seemed to step on it hard.

An Ran instantly felt an unexplainable sense of shame and embarrassment.

The two fell into a strange atmosphere.

"The eldest lady seems to love stepping on people." Wen Feiran said with a calm expression, and the scar seemed to have faded a lot under this expression.

Why did Wen Feiran's attitude towards her suddenly change like this?

It’s not like one bite at a time like in the beginning.

But since his legs were broken, such a change in attitude seems understandable.

An Ran didn't think deeply and smiled at him, "Actually, I've only stepped on you."

Her original intention was to express that she was not a person who likes to step on others, but the tone seemed to change as soon as she said it.

An Ran went to see Wen Feiran's face.

He actually smiled along with her, "If Miss, you can step on me a few more times, it doesn't hurt."

Under An Ran's weird and subtle expression, Wen Feiran's expression remained unchanged.

He would just ask for it back from her when the time comes.

Wen Feiran thought this, and the smile on his face became even brighter.