Sure enough, Ke Lan's worries were not superfluous.

On this day, Ke Lan was tending to those lilacs in the backyard, and just scooped out a scoop of water from the water tank, and before she could pour it, the lilacs in front of her swayed inexplicably, and a few withered in the meantime.

Ke Lan frowned, she got up and looked around, she had been the killer of the Bloody Clothes Hall, naturally she knew this kind of thing best, and only the Bloody Clothes Hall could do it.

On this day, I didn't expect it to come so soon.

Suddenly, a black shadow fell from the rooftop, standing in front of Kelan.

Ke Lan stared at the familiar makeup in front of him, if he was really the killer of the Blood Cloak Hall, what did he come for, was he arrested by Baili Shengxuan's order?

Ke Lan thought and clenched the water scoop in her hand.

Who knew for a long time, the man in black didn't make a move, he turned to look at Ke Lan, his eyes were not shocked, there were no ups and downs, and there was no murderous aura: "Hall Master, you want me to get back the Heavenly Medicine." ”

Ke Lan stared at his outstretched palm, turned his head, and said ruthlessly: "You go back and tell him that I, Nuo Kelan, have nothing to do with the Blood Clothes Hall and Baili Shengxuan." ”

The man in black suddenly withdrew his hand, not angry or annoyed, but just took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Ke Lan's palm: "The hall master said that if you don't hand over the Heavenly Medicine, I will give you this letter." ”

He seemed to have completed his task, and before Kelan could speak, he jumped onto the roof.

Ke Lan repeatedly confirmed that there were no people in the Bloody Clothes Hall around, and then his gaze softened.

She stared at the letter in her hand, and in front of the envelope was written "Kelan, personally open", which was Baili Shengxuan's handwriting.

However, for so many days, he neither sent someone to arrest his traitor, nor did he come to trouble Bishui Villa, with his temperament, this is something that cannot happen.

Since the first day he met Baili Shengxuan, his mind has been uncertain, the city is very deep, and he hides a knife in his smile, this time, he didn't get the "Heavenly Medicine", and he will definitely not give up.

Kelan took a deep breath and opened the envelope, which contained packets of tightly packed powder-like stuff in addition to a piece of paper full of words.

As soon as she sniffed, she easily knew that it was poison.

Ke Lan's heart sank, and she suddenly had a good premonition, she opened the letter, and there were only two words written on the huge white paper, but a full page was written in different fonts.

Ke Lan's eyes widened suddenly, her hands trembled, and the white paper fell to the ground.

The paper is full of the words "Nuoyou" written horizontally and vertically.

She opened her mouth half-open, and wanted to shout, but her palm was tightly covered, she was a person who had been in the Blood Cloak Hall, and naturally knew what this letter meant.

A person's name is written in different fonts, that is, on this person, all kinds of capital punishment, tortured to death.

Nuoyou is only nine years old, how can he?

Kelan bit her lip, it was so hard that a trace of blood oozed out.

Baili Shengxuan's meaning is very clear, he wants Ke Lan to exchange this bag of poison and Mo Ziang's head for her brother's life.

This day is the longest.

Ke Lan followed Mo Ziang out to collect medicine as usual, she excused herself that she was uncomfortable and wanted to take a rest, but Mo Ziang was not suspicious, and told her to lie in bed and come back at night.

Ke Lan squeezed out a smile and looked at the back of Mo Ziang leaving, until his figure disappeared from sight, and then withdrew his gaze.

She got up stunned, walked through the pharmacy, passed through Mo Ziang's room, and finally felt very tired, so she leaned against the kitchen door frame, her eyes staring blankly at the distant sky.

From early morning to noon, from noon to evening all at once.

The afterglow of the setting sun glowed a faint crimson in the west, and every time the medicine was collected in the evening, Mo Ziang would put his arm around Ke Lan's shoulders and watch the afterglow in the distance with her.

At that time, Mo Ziang said: "This is probably the hand of the son, let's grow old with the son." ”

At that time, Ke Lan snuggled on Mo Ziang's shoulder, full of happiness.

Now, the scenery is still there, but the people are gone.

Ke Lan subconsciously clenched the bag of poison in her hand, she had killed countless people in her life, and she didn't expect that the last person to kill was her husband.

The heart hurts, it seems to have thousands of stitches pierced, and it hurts to pierce the heart.

However, in this world, she only has a younger brother, he is only nine years old, and he can't die like this.

But Lan is really difficult to choose, one hand is her husband, and the other is her brother.

The tears have dried up, and there are no more tears to shed.

Is it time to make a choice?

She got up and went to the stove, and she called to the maidservant and told her that she would cook the dinner for the evening.

The maidservant smiled secretly, this little couple was really affectionate, and she agreed and withdrew.

Ke Lan's face was full of tiredness, every time she cut a vegetable with a knife, the pain in her heart hurt for three points, and every time she fried a dish, her face became whiter.

Finally finished the last dish, Ke Lan felt that the strength of her life seemed to have been used up, she looked at the plate of delicacies in front of her, but lost her appetite.

She put them in the tray one by one, and finally put the flask with the poison in it.

But the hand holding the wine jug couldn't let go for a long time, she thought about it for a long time, and took it out again, but after a while, she took it in again, tossing and turning, but Lan lowered her eyes, after all, she didn't have the courage, and she couldn't make a choice after all.

At this time, the maidservant girl suddenly walked in, and when she saw Ke Lan's tired face, she was a little worried: "Young lady, are you okay?"

Ke Lan waved her hand: "It's okay." ”

The maidservant said, "The young master is back, look, will I help you bring this dish?"

Ke Lan squeezed out a smile, and there was no joy in her eyes: "No need, I'll bring it myself later." ”

With a slight sigh, she took the flask into the tray, and with the tray in hand, walked step by step to their room.

As soon as she walked outside the door, as soon as Ke Lan raised her eyes, she saw Mo Ziang looking up and meeting her gaze as if she had expected her to come in at this time.

The shallow smile, the warmth, just like four years ago, when she was most helpless, she met him, he was the warm sun, warming her cold heart.

Ke Lan's face was a little ugly, she was afraid that he would see what was on her mind, so she lowered her head, walked in, took out the dishes in the tray one by one, and put them in front of him.

Mozi looked at the table with expectant eyes, swept the exquisite dishes on the table, and said with a smile: "I really did a lot of good things in my last life, otherwise, how could God give me such a good wife in this life." ”

Ke Lan smiled palely, more helpless, more guilty.

Mo Ziang seemed to notice that Ke Lan was a little different from before, so he reached out to probe her pulse, revealing a puzzled expression: "Ke Lan, are you uncomfortable? Why are you so pale?"

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