With a thought, he turned over and sat up, and reached under the bed to touch his shoes.

However, I couldn't touch it, and I still didn't touch it, and my fingers couldn't help but stiffen slightly. She retracted her hand and looked up at Chang Xi, who was standing in place: "That's it, you should go out and inquire smartly." ”

Changxi opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound, and he nodded in the end.

Taiwei got out of bed and walked barefoot towards the window.

The sound outside the window sounded less clear than before, but faintly in the darkness seemed to be faintly audible footsteps.

It was as if people were flocking to one place from all directions.

Taiwei's hand on the half-open window sash was gradually blown away by the night wind. The wind should not be so cold at this time.

"Girl, the man is back. ”

Changxi's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and he was so startled that he almost called the window sash to clamp his hand.

"How?"

Changxi's face was a little solemn: "No one has seen the third aunt, and no one has seen the face of the third aunt and grandmother." By the end of the sentence, her voice had been very soft...... It's very light, and it seems that even she, who is not very sharp, also senses that something is wrong.

Taiwei leaned against the window and asked in a deep voice, "What about Mother?"

Changxi shook his head: "I don't know the situation yet." ”

"Really?" Taiwei asked softly, but didn't expect her to answer, just raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

No one knows, no one sees.

It's hard to see if someone deliberately blocked the news.

And in Jingningbo's mansion, there are no more than two people who can do this, her father and grandmother. But my grandmother was not such a cautious person, she was used to being public, and she wanted everything to be sung as a big play, and she would not hide it from others like this.

It's too slight to hold back.

It hadn't happened to her memory.

It's just that the third sister is back, why is this happening?

Changxi lit the lamp again, and asked Taiwei in a whisper: "Girl, could it be that the third aunt and the third aunt had a dispute and came back angry?"

Taiwei smiled noncommittally and did not answer.

Time passed, but the sky outside was darker than before. The last touch of night before dawn stained the sky with a cold black block of iron.

Taiwei thought for a moment, changed his clothes and shoes, pulled up his long hair loosely, pushed the door straight and walked out.

This time, Changxi couldn't stop her.

Her feet were fast, and it didn't take long for her to leave the incense garden.

It was very quiet outside Jixiang Garden.

It's a quieter silence than ever.

Taiwei stood under the corridor and looked in the direction of the Crane Hall. Grandmother's territory was silent and pitch black at the moment. I don't know if the lamp under the porch was blown out by the evening breeze, but there was not a single starlight.

In the other direction, a rare light appeared.

But at this hour, there should not be light there.

Taiwei squinted in the wind.

When the third sister came back, she didn't go to her mother's or grandmother's, but went to see her father.

It's weird.

Taiwei raised his foot and took two steps forward, and suddenly turned around and walked towards Ziwei Garden.

When I arrived at Ziwei Garden, my mother had indeed been out for a long time.

The big girl Yicui also disappeared with a shadow.

There were only a few little maids left in the crape myrtle garden, sleeping in a daze, full of drowsiness, seeing Taiwei hurriedly to salute, but almost fell down.

Taiwei stretched out his hand and pulled it, and asked with no big expression on his face: "When did Madame leave?"

The little girl thought about it with half-squinted eyes, and raised a few fingers without much confidence.

Taiwei looked at it, but it was about the same time as Changxi going back and forth to her, and it should be right.

But this is all the more strange.

She sat down, tilted her head, chin on crutches, and pondered.

Seeing this, the little maid sobered up a lot, and hurriedly came to make tea for her, while saying, "Girl, Madame said before, it doesn't matter when you come or what you want to eat, just let the kitchen prepare it for you." ”

She carried the teapot and asked, "What do you want to eat?" is it vegetarian or meat? Dim Sum fruit or porridge noodles?"

"I'm not hungry. Taiwei glanced at her helplessly.

This girl really doesn't look clever.

However, her mother likes it, saying that these children make people happy to watch.

I don't know what I'm happy about.

Taiwei drank half a cup of tea, looked at her and said, "You go down and rest, you don't have to wait for me here, I'll wait for my mother a little longer." ”

The little maid touched the bun on her head, as if she was a little embarrassed.

Taiwei had to say again: "Go down and sleep, it doesn't matter." ”

She smiled and stepped back, closed the door softly and went out.

Taiwei sat alone in the room and waited.

Waiting and waiting, I only felt that my mouth was dry. A cup of two, and soon drank half a pot of tea.

Finally, there was a sound of voice outside.

It's Jiang's eldest maid Yicui who is back.

As soon as the door opened, Yi Cui stared at Taiwei with wide eyes and said, "Girl, why are you here now?" she had two points of panic in her eyes, as if she was afraid.

Taiwei couldn't help frowning: "You're the only one coming back?"

Yi Cui came forward to help her get up and asked her to go back to Jixiangyuan: "Madame sent the slave and maid back to get something. ”

"What to take?" Taiwei stood still. Although Yi Cui is older than her, in terms of strength, she is not as good as her.

Yi Cui had no choice, so she had to answer her: "...... The lady asked the slave to come back and fetch some scriptures and send them over. ”

When Taiwei heard this, his face changed instantly: "What are you doing with the scriptures?"

"Girl, you'd better go back to Jixiangyuan first. Yi Cui persuaded her, "Madame is afraid that she will not be able to come back for a while." ”

Taiwei saw that she avoided her words, and she unconsciously "chuckled" in her heart.

"Which scripture?" she asked again, with a calm face.

Yi Cui didn't squeak, only sighed, but the panic on her face gradually became uncontrollable, pouring out like a flood bursting the embankment.

Taiwei suddenly said: "Could it be ......?"

She didn't continue, because Yi Cui's eyes had already proved her conjecture.

Yi Cui stretched out her hand, trying to pull back the long hair that had fallen out for her. But her hands trembled like a dying old man, and when she grabbed a handful, she dropped a handful, and she failed to pull her hair back with a half-bang.

Tai Wei gently grabbed her wrist.

Yi Cui wanted to laugh, but it was more ridiculous than crying.

"Girl, the slave maid doesn't know why the lady wants the slave and maid to come back to get this thing, but the slave maid thinks that since she wants this scripture, I don't think it's because of any good thing......

Her voice was light, but when it fell on Taiwei's ears, it was as loud as a bell.

Even Yi Cui can think of things, Taiwei naturally thinks more thoroughly.

Her mother couldn't send someone to Jixiangyuan to tell her what had happened, but she knew that if she noticed something was wrong, she would come to Ziwei Garden to look for her.

Therefore, Yi Cui's trip is not just about picking up things.

"The third sister is dead. ”

Taiwei wore her long hair loose, half of her body was hidden in the darkness, and whispered.