The moonlight was hazy and the wind was cold.

The moonlight, like water, spilled into the house obliquely through the window lattice. There was only one candle left on the high table, and in the dim candlelight, the room was hazy, as if covered with a black veil.

Lan Xin leaned on the emerald green magpie climbing pillow, and her black hair like brocade was casually draped on the bed. The eyes are empty, and there is a touch of sorrow between the eyebrows.

Thinking about it, the three of them looked at the paper bag that was taken back, and they couldn't help but show a relaxed smile on their faces. Lan Xin shook his head unconsciously, how could things be so simple?

He sighed and said softly, "Aunt Bing, tell me what you have gained from this trip." ”

"Yes, girl. Aunt Bing's hoarse voice rang out. The whole body is habitually hidden in the shadows.

"The old slave has already checked. The few people who went to the restaurant today, one of them was Song Ji Buzhuang on Front Street, the nephew of Song Xian Song's boss, called Song Wu. And now he is in charge of the Song Mansion. And the other people are the helpers of the Song family······"

It turned out that the person who called himself the third master today and died of poisoning in the end was called Lai San, a helper from Pingzhou. And the people who were at the same table with him today were also helpers from Pingzhou.

And among these helpers, one of them is named Han Ming, who is Lai San's brother-in-law, and at the same time, he is also a distant cousin of Han Ge, the prefect of Pingzhou, the kind of different clans of the same clan. It's just that it is unknown whether the two usually move around.

After listening to Aunt Bing's unwavering words, two words suddenly popped up in Lan's mind, that is, "Fang family." ”

The daughter of the old man Fang in Xuzhou, Fang Ya, is married to Han Ge, the prefect of Pingzhou. And once forced to befriend Lan Xin, the concubine of the Fang family's second room, Fang Jing. Married to Pinghu Zhixian, the eldest young master of the Song family.

And the Song boss of Song Ji Buzhuang, the Song family in Pinghu County is a brother of the same clan and clan. The two families have been moving around all the time.

The most headache is this Lai San, at first glance, there is nothing special in his identity. But after thinking about it, his wife is from the Han family. And Song Wu intends to marry his sister as his wife. In other words, he is a little related to the Song family and the Han family.

Lan Xin's fingers unconsciously tapped on the smooth quilt surface, a person with such a complex identity, with the Rong family's ability, it is impossible to do it. What's more, Lu Zhendong's side has never given up monitoring the Rong family.

Obviously, someone else behind the scenes planned this matter.

Hmph, Lan Xin snorted coldly, it seems that this Wei Gongzi is too idle to panic, he should be taught a lesson.

"Do you know where the corpses and the helpers ended up?" Lan Xin asked in a low voice.

"I went to the Song Mansion. Aunt Bing said in a low voice, "Our people traced it, and those people finally entered the Song Mansion through the corner gate. The old slave once took people into Song's house, and these people were arranged in a small remote courtyard in the east corner.

It was desolate and silent, and few people went there. Even the sprinklers rarely set foot there. Moreover, there are people guarding the perimeter of the yard. Sentenced by breath, there are at least three masters hiding in the shadows. ”

Aunt Bing looked at Lan Xin's sad appearance, and after thinking about it, she added: "Although it is a little difficult to deal with those masters, if Bing Yi and Bing Er join forces, they can also take people down." ”

What do you mean by that? Could it be that he will send them to kill people and kill them?!" Lan Xin shook his head amusedly.

"That one is called Xiaohai, what's going on?" Lan Xin asked in a deep voice.

Aunt Bing nodded and said, "Yes." After Hongxuan and Si Yan left, about two quarters of an hour later, he came out of the room. Dressed in a night suit, walking through the roof. First, he walked in the direction of our mansion for a while, and did not see what he wanted to see, so he went around most of Jiangzhou City before stopping at the door of a small courtyard. ”

As for who he went to find in that small courtyard, it was self-evident.

Lan Xin asked another thing, "What is he looking for in the direction of our mansion?" Inferred from the time he came out, Hongxuan and Si Yan had already arrived at the mansion. There's no way he's going to chase them.

Aunt Bing said: "The old slave found the blood stains that had been covered up where he stayed. Unfortunately, the scene of the fight was dealt with, and it is impossible to tell how many people were at the scene at that time. But from the method of cover-up, it can be judged that it was done by the people of Mingyue Tower. ”

It can be said that Moyun Valley is the originator of Mingyue Tower, and the handling of them can be seen at a glance.

However, after so many years, Mingyue Tower also has a lot of its own things. It's normal to not be able to judge how many people are involved for a while.

"It seems that their purpose tonight is not only to put the medicine in Su Gen's room, but also to take the opportunity to attack Hongxuan and Si Yan. I just don't understand what they care about more. Lan Xin said faintly, "However, it is not surprising that this incident has alarmed the people of Mingyue Tower. ”

At the same time, in a small and inconspicuous courtyard, several people were also discussing this matter.

"All killed?" Wei Gongzi, who was sitting on the main seat, played with the wine glass in his hand, frowning, obviously this news made him very irritable.

"Yes, master. Xiao Hai knelt on one knee and lowered his head to report, "And the corpse has been completely disposed of, not even a drop of blood." If it weren't for the fact that the minions had known the location of the ambush in advance, and that their noses were a bit more human-like than normal, and had caught a hint of blood in the air, they wouldn't have noticed any difference between it and other places. ”

"Yulan Xin's side actually has such a master by his side, how come I don't know?" Wei Gongzi asked lazily as he leaned back in his chair and asked in a soft voice. If you ignore his cloudy face, you will really think that he is just asking casually.

Rong Jing, who was standing on the side, felt a tightness in his heart, his knees were weak, and he knelt on the ground with a "poof", and said in a trembling voice: "No······· Nope······ I don't know, slave······· I don't know. ”

"I don't know, or I don't want to say it?" asked Wei Gongzi with a smile. The tone is provocative, and the tone is so soft that it can drip water, like a whisper of sympathy for the world.

"No, no, I don't know, I really don't know. Rong Jing's head hung lower, almost touching the ground.

"Hehe!" Wei Gongzi smiled meaninglessly. Turning his head to look at Evian standing next to Rong Jing, he asked softly, "What about you? Don't you know either?"

Evian felt a pang in his heart, knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "No, I don't know. ”

"Don't know?" Wei Gongzi asked amusedly, "You have been with her for so many years, do you know?"