"Isn't it funny? Ruan Jingshu, do you think that if you are locked up here, will Dad let my sister know that you are here? Dad will tell my sister that you took Pei Jun and others to go abroad, and my sister will never know that you are here in her life, and my sister will soon get married and go to the Yan family, how can she save you, you ...... now? There is only one hope!"

Ruan Jingshu looked at An Xiaolin with a pale face, and after a while, he laughed strangely.

An Peijun had already eaten all the steamed buns, and at this moment, seeing Ruan Jingshu's laughter, he was a little worried, Ruan Jingshu reached out to hug An Peijun, patted his head, and said softly in his ear: "Peijun...... Don't be afraid, mom will protect you, you'll be fine, we'll be ...... soon It'll be fine soon, don't be afraid, okay?"

An Peijun seemed to be soothed by Ruan Jingshu's emotions, nodded, and glared at An Xiaolin viciously.

An Xiaolin was a little surprised, such a young child, in his eyes, there would be such hatred, it seems that he must have hated himself for everything since he was a child, and he must have felt that he had taken everything away from him!

An Xiaolin stood there quietly, watching the struggles and movements of their mother and son.

Ruan Jingshu slowly turned her head to look at An Xiaolin, and under her indifferent eyes, she couldn't help but sneer a few times: "Little slut, do you want to tell me that my only hope now is you?"

An Xiaolin nodded: "You can also say the same." ”

After she said that, she squatted down in front of Ruan Jingshu, stared at her with a pair of eyes that were extremely cold, and said word for word: "But...... I'm going to warn you once more if you call me a little slut...... I promise, you're going to die a miserable, miserable death...... Do you understand?"

Ruan Jingshu's eyes lit up for a while, and she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva when she looked at An Xiaolin.

An Xiaolin is usually a soft and weak person, and her appearance looks like the kind of person who can be bullied by anyone, but now this appearance is really surprising, Ruan Jingshu's heart is a little hairy.

"Your only hope now cannot be said to be me, only to ...... If you take the truth about how my mother died, take all these years...... Jiang Qiulan taught you to do all the things that you did, and the methods you thought of to help you think of all the things that you told An Chuhuai...... I may be able to intercede for you. ”

"You...... Do you know that? Have you investigated everything clearly?" Ruan Jingshu looked at An Xiaolin with some surprise, and there was a look of ungiving and unwilling in her eyes.

An Xiaolin nodded slowly, smiled slightly, and said, "Of course, you were so rare that son-in-law at the beginning of Huangfu Night, he fell in love with me, didn't he have this benefit?"

"Did he find it for you?" Ruan Jingshu said mockingly: "It seems that your kung fu in bed is really amazing, he actually helped you like this!"

An Xiaolin's face sank: "Your mouth and chin had better be clean." ”

Seeing that An Xiaolin was angry, she didn't dare to continue, but just sneered a few times and said, "Since Huangfu has helped you investigate all the night, then why don't you let him investigate everything that his mother-in-law has done? Why do you need me to correct it?"

Her smile was a little weird, and she looked at An Xiaolin gloatingly: "I know, my mother-in-law, she has always done things well, and even her son doesn't know what a vicious person she is! You now know that I am such an arrogant and domineering eldest lady, married into the An family, why do I have nothing to do with her, why do I respect her so much? I just know how poisonous she is, I don't dare, hahaha...... I don't dare offend her!"

After Ruan Jingshu finished speaking, his face turned cold, and he said indifferently: "But...... I won't tell you, and I will never help you, your mother snatched my man, you caused me to end up in this field, and I won't let you die if I die. ”

"Oh, are you really not afraid of death?" An Xiaolin smiled: "The evidence of your murder has been investigated clearly, don't you care about your own death?"

"I killed you, Mom, will you let me go?" I don't believe it!" Ruan Jingshu sneered.

"Of course, I'm not going to intercede for you, you're dead...... I don't think it's enough. Do you know how much my mother was tortured? Do you know how painful her death was? Even if you die with Jiang Qiulan ten thousand times, it is not enough, it is not enough to make up for all this......

An Xiaolin's cheeks slowly bloomed with a smile, but that smile was extremely cruel.

"However, Ahn Peijun is innocent!"

An Xiaolin's eyes slowly looked at An Peijun, and said word by word: "Although I hate this little wild seed that has nothing to do with me and is so scathing, but ...... He's just an innocent kid, he's not good enough to die. ”

An Xiaolin approached Ruan Jingshu and said clearly but fiercely in her ear: "Ruan Jingshu, as long as you tell me the truth...... I promise, An Peijun, can live this life peacefully!"

"You ......" Ruan Jingshu's face changed, and she looked at An Xiaolin in horror, obviously unwilling, but she didn't dare to refuse.

"Think about it, if...... If you can eat one meal in three days hungry!" An Xiaolin slowly stood up, took two steps, and looked back at her again: "Oh, by the way, if you figure it out, don't tell me, just see An Chuhuai, tell him the actual situation, and let him know is enough." ”

After An Xiaolin finished speaking, she really didn't stop at all, and asked Yujing to close the heavy door, and no longer care if Ruan Jingshu had anything to say.

Even if Ruan Jingshu refuses to correct Jiang Qiulan, she has a way to make Jiang Qiulan show her feet, just watching the dog eat the dog, for An Chuhuai, it may be the biggest blow!

Ruan Jingshu is hateful, Jiang Qiulan is vicious, but if it weren't for An Chuhuai, the culprit, all this would not have happened at all......

An Xiaolin couldn't forgive the people of the An family, thinking of her mother's death, and remembering her mother's original intention before her death, which Huangfu analyzed with her at night, she couldn't let go of it no matter what......

I went back to the room, turned around, couldn't sleep, and had to get up in the middle of the night to pick up my mother's hand-painted book, trying to find some information from it to see if there were any clues.

These days, she has read it many times, but she has never found any clues about the key, and the anxiety and eagerness in her heart at the beginning have changed to the calm acceptance later......

It wasn't very hot tonight, she was sitting on the balcony, and the night breeze was blowing obliquely, which was very pleasant.

An Xiaolin slowly flipped through her mother's paintings, faded away from the anxious search for information at the beginning, and now she has completely learned to understand her mother's meaning and learn to understand her mother.

After these days of searching, she found that the artistic conception and cultivation inadvertently expressed in her mother's hand-painted book were indeed not the destitute artist in An Xiaolin's impression who only knew how to run for life, let alone the little woman who only knew self-pity.

Maybe An Xiaolin felt that her mother was a weak person in her heart, and she saw her mother's gentle and kind side to her, so she had a different angle.

But in her mother's painting, An Xiaolin found that although she was sick, under the sad painting style, there was more reluctance to hide, and it was reluctance to An Xiaolin.

More often, she is depicting the bits and pieces of life with An Xiaolin, her growth and her joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

Mom seems to know a lot, and as you can see in her paintings, she has a very wide range of knowledge, and it doesn't seem like the cultivation and connotation that an orphan girl should have.

Their aunt in the countryside before, I heard that she was a relative who couldn't beat her mother for a while, whether it was a relative, An Xiaolin didn't know, her aunt had already passed away, but An Xiaolin felt that it was impossible for a poor country woman like her aunt to have a relative like her mother.

She always felt that her mother's life experience and experience might not be so simple.

I don't know how far Chu Nian's investigation of his mother's life history has progressed, An Xiaolin's life experience of his mother, how the key is in his mother's hands, and even surpasses the key and the phoenix stone itself!

"Knock knock. ”

An Xiaolin was holding a hand-painted book in her reverie when there was a knock on the door in the room.

An Xiaolin took a breath and said, "Who?"

"Me. ”

Huangfu Ye's voice, in such a late night, with a touch of fascination in the magnetism, An Xiaolin actually had a trace of heartbeat.

"Come in. Suppressing her thoughts, An Xiaolin said to him outside.

Huangfu opened the door and walked in, and when he saw An Xiaolin on the balcony, he didn't seem surprised at all.

Dressed in a casual set of gray loungewear, with one hand in his pocket, he reclined on the balcony and the door frame of the room, smiling at An Xiaolin.

The night breeze blew, his gray clothes fluttered, outlining a perfect figure, his hair was a little messy, I don't know if the light was too warm, An Xiaolin always felt that he was smiling at himself.

This man smiled at himself, it was the real kind of smile, but it was rare.

"Are you ......" An Xiaolin's eyebrows raised slightly, and she looked at Huangfu Ye with some puzzlement: "Is there something wrong?"

"I know you can't sleep tonight, so I'll come and see you after resting for a while!" Huangfu said softly.

Is An Xiaolin too lonely tonight and misses her mother too much?

Why did she think that Huangfu Ye's voice was so charming, his handsome face was like a beautiful fairy in the light, An Xiaolin almost lost her mind.

At that moment, her heartbeat also seemed to miss half a beat.

"I, I can't sleep, look at my mother's hand-painted book and see if there are any clues!" An Xiaolin reacted and said a word, hurriedly lowering her head and not daring to look at him.

Huangfu didn't seem to notice her abnormality at night, and said: "The hand-painted books here have not been treated in order not to arouse their suspicions, and there are still a lot of residual chemical poisons, you have to read a little less, I have seen that your eyes have always been red recently, don't boil it!"

Huangfu Ye's voice was very flat, but he usually looked indifferent, and at this time, listening to An Xiaolin's ears, he felt extremely gentle.

She suddenly felt like crying.

Over the years, no one has really cared about her except her mother.