Chapter 20

Note: A book friend suggested that I ask for a ticket, don't pretend to be cold and don't ask for anything, then I will hit the street sooner or later. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info In that case...... Then I'll ask for a recommendation vote with a shy face. After that, I asked for it every ten chapters, and it was all about this content.

"This ......" Li Xianyuan's expression was touched, and he couldn't believe it.

The county man sighed lightly: "Xu Weichang told me about this matter." He said that day, in front of the examination room, he saw you talking and laughing with a female ghost. I didn't believe it at first, so I secretly observed behind the screen in the back hall that day, and sure enough, I saw ......"

The county was once a talented person, so he could naturally open his eyes to see ghosts. What he said, he only hoped that Li Xianyuan would not indulge in this way.

"Lord Xie reminded that there are some things to deal with in the future, please be accommodating. Li Xianyuan exhaled turbid air, bowed his hand, and said with a serious face.

He resisted the anxiety in his heart and pretended to be calm.

The county didn't stop him, and waved his hand: "Go ahead." ā€

Li Xianyuan gave up his hand again, and returned to the carriage with his steps like the wind, so that the groom would return to the inn immediately.

The tuk-tuk horses' hooves galloped, raising up dust. When I came, I spent tea time, and I didn't even boil the water when I got back.

As soon as the groom pulled the reins, the carriage came to a halt. Li Xianyuan jumped out of the car, stepped into the noisy inn with a step and lifted the curtain.

"Childe, you're back, what do you want ......" Xiao Er greeted him, Li Xianyuan ignored it, and walked upstairs quickly.

Bang -

The two doors were violently pushed open, and Li Xianyuan stepped through the threshold to enter.

The room was empty, the windows were closed, and everything remained the same as the scene before Li Xianyuan left.

Sniff lightly with your nose, and if there is no fragrance, it will penetrate into your nose. Ji Canghai's body fragrance still remained in the room and did not dissipate.

Xiao Er thought something was wrong, so he hurriedly followed, standing outside the door and looking at Li Xianyuan helplessly.

"Have you seen the girl who has been with me for the past few days? Li Xianyuan didn't reply.

The room was dim, and a hazy light filtered through the window, illuminating Li Xianyuan's surroundings.

"With you?" Xiao Er was stunned and said, "Childe, you are laughing, we have only seen you for the past few days, and there is no one else." ā€

Li Xianyuan was speechless and sat at the table. Thoughts were in disarray.

"Ji Canghai, Ji Canghai, have you bothered to follow me for a long time, just to disappear suddenly......"

"What did you say, Childe?"

Li Xianyuan said: "It's nothing to do with you, go back." ā€

"Yes. Xiao Er looked in strangely, and answered when he heard the words. Muttering something and leaving.

"Readers are different, and they still use rouge gouache ......"

A flash of inspiration flashed, and Li Xianyuan suddenly asked, "What did you just say?" ā€

Xiao Er, who was about to leave, was so frightened that his feet were weak, and he secretly scolded himself in his heart, and hurriedly apologized: "Childe, the little one didn't say anything, didn't say anything." You don't care about ......."

Li Xianyuan didn't care and interrupted him: "You just said rouge gouache, do you recognize this gouache?"

Seeing that Li Xianyuan didn't want to pursue himself, Xiao Erchang breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a while and said, "Since the son asked, the little one said...... This gouache belongs to the Li family's shop. ā€

"The Li family...... But the Li family in Wuhou City. ā€

"That's right. ā€

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Li Mansion Courtyard

The sun is high and the weather is clear. The warm spring breeze blows the willow branches and swings. Mrs. Li sat in the rocking chair in the gazebo, swaying slightly, her eyes narrowed as if she was pretending to sleep. The maid on the side slowly fanned it.

Heat rose from the teacups on the low table. Suddenly, there were small ripples.

A family member ran into the courtyard, bowed down and said, "Old lady, Li Xianyuan and Li Gongzi are asking to see you outside the door." ā€

The old lady didn't raise her eyelids and said, "Xiaohong, take Li Gongzi to Wan'er's boudoir, you don't need to come over." ā€

"Yes......" The maid named the old lady fanned answered, put down the fan lightly, and walked away with the family.

Li Xianyuanhou was at the door, and when the family was not spread much, a handsome maid came with the family. She first owed to Li Xianyuan, and then said politely: "The old lady asked me to take you to the second lady's boudoir." ā€

"Please lead the way. Li Xianyuan's face was flat, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

Entering the gate of the Li family, following the maid through the garden, and finally came to the front of the blue brick and red tile building.

"Li Gongzi, this is the second lady's boudoir. The slave and maid are waiting here. ā€

Li Xianyuan nodded, stepped on the steps, and stretched out his hand to push open the door of the concealed room.

Squeak -

Push open the door and look inside. The first thing you want to do is the main hall.

The round table in the center was covered with fine red satin, and some non-perishable snacks were placed on the plates.

The main hall is hung with bright red silk satin, and the newlyweds are festive. A few wisps of green smoke swirled around the main hall. When I looked closely, I saw a set of spirit cards on the tea table against the wall behind the round table.

Three sticks of incense are inserted in the incense burner, and there is little green smoke. A few trays of fruit are placed on the left and right.

There is a line of small letters written on the spirit card.

Li Wan'er's spiritual seat

Li Xianyuan glanced back at the maid, raised his legs and stepped into the room, and reflexively closed the door.

The door blocked the sunlight, and the boudoir became a little dim for a while, and the red objects around it gave the room a touch of beautiful smell. It is reminiscent of this kind of atmosphere, and it should be that two bodies are entangled with each other in bed.

"Li Wan'er, come out. ā€

The voice was heard in the boudoir, but there was no response.

Looking around, Li Xianyuan walked to the table. Looking down, a scroll of calligraphy and paintings was placed on the table.

Pick up this scroll of calligraphy and painting, untie the rope and slowly unfold it.

This is a picture of a girl in ink style.

In the painting, the girl leans on the side of the bed, wearing a pale yellow shirt and a thin quilt on her body. The eyebrows are picturesque and out of the dust. The delicate face is like a lotus flower out of the mud without staining.

Look at her appearance again, isn't it that Ji Canghai!

The person who painted this painting is very good at painting, and even the trace of pain lingering between Ji Canghai's eyebrows is vivid and distressing. It was as if there was a seriously ill girl lying in front of her, her pale skin and no blood, which was pitiful.

A faint cough came into my ears.

Li Xianyuan's pupils shrank. The person who painted this picture is simply the pinnacle. Since ancient times, visions have existed only in poetry, and they are extremely rare to be presented on paintings.

Why is Ji Canghai's portrait here? Li Xianyuan looked at the payment, and saw that it was written - the poor road Yin Tsui Zi Wu Shen Nian, and Li Wan'er, the second lady of the Li family, was touched and painted.

Ji Canghai is Li Wan'er, Li Wan'er is Ji Canghai!

Everything was explained. Why did Li Wan'er insist on marrying her by herself, and why Ji Canghai was so beautiful, but few people noticed her. and seeing Li Wan'er twice, the other party was hazy as if separated by a layer of mist. An unrealistic face.

"Tsk......" With a soft slurp, Li Xianyuan rolled up the picture scroll, turned around and opened the door.

Bright sunlight poured in, washing through the room.

Li Xianyuan raised his feet and stepped over the threshold and stood in front of the door. He squinted slightly and looked up into the harsh sunlight.

The warm sun shone all around, and Li Xianyuan's ancient well Wubo's heart was like a stone thrown into the lake, rippling round after round.

Looking away, looking directly at the sun for a long time makes the surrounding scenery appear dim in the eyes, like after a dusk sunset.

Li Xianyuan looked at the maid, as if he had made up his mind.

"Where is the old lady, I will go and ask her to give her a marriage. ā€