When Bai Yan came out of Murong Mansion, it was already dark, and it was close to Fang City, and the enchanting exotic music drifted slowly along the night breeze, but it was quickly suppressed by the noise in Murong Mansion.

The people of the Huang Mansion were all inside, the people from the official mansion also came, and the guests were all invited back, but there were still some curious people who stayed nearby, always paying attention to the qiē inside. When Bai Yan came out, a few people came forward to get close, he just said a few perfunctory words at random, and then said goodbye and left.

However, after he got into the carriage, there were still whispers around him.

"That is the incense envoy of the Tianshu Palace?"

"Looks exactly like Jing Yan's son!"

"I look more like Mr. Guanghan."

"Gongzi Jing Yan and Mr. Guanghan are twin brothers, who is he? How can there be two people in this world who are so similar, three people? ”

"Maybe it's Mr. Guanghan, but he deliberately changed his identity."

"Why do you want to change your identity?"

"It's not simple, for example, today's great incense master of the pivotal hall is Mr. An, when this Mr. Guanghan comes back, where should he be placed? This has never happened before, and it's worth pondering! ”

"Changxiang Hall will talk about it later, but it is the happy event of Murong Mansion today, why did it turn white for some reason?"

"I see, I'm afraid this matter is inseparable from the Changxiang Palace."

"How?"

"Do you remember the murder of the Jade Yao County Lord in Zhixiang Mansion?"

"Of course, you and I went to see that incense tasting at that time."

"Today's incident in Murong Mansion, I feel that it is the same as the incident in Jingfu at the beginning."

"You mean, it's still the Great Incense Master......

As soon as Fu Hai drove the carriage out of the range of Murong Mansion, he saw a man in a cloak standing in the middle of the road in front of him, the moonlight stretched his figure very long, the night wind gently blew his hat, and a strand of silver-gray long hair hung down from the cloak and hat, and floated gently along the wind, shining with the luster of ancient silver.

The carriage stopped, and the man came over, stood in front of the carriage, and said to the people in the carriage: "Shall I go up, or will you come down?" ”

Bai Yan lifted the curtain and glanced at him.

His face was still hidden in a wide hat, and the dim light made his facial features look blurry, and the only thing that was clear was the delicate chin.

Bai Yan asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Situ Jing's voice had a hint of a smile in his voice: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I want to talk to you." ”

Bai Yan didn't let him get into the car, nor did he get out of the car himself, but leaned against the car door and said a little lazily: "What do you want to say?" ”

Situ Jing raised his face slightly, as if looking at him, and said after a while, "She is starting to doubt you." ”

Bai Yan smiled, and the moonlight shone on his face, soft and bright: "Can you read through her thoughts?" ”

Situ Jing said: "You don't believe it? ”

Bai Yan still had a smile on his lips, but he didn't answer.

Situ Jing let out a low and deep laugh: "She loves you, but you don't love her, she also knows in her heart, how long do you think this love can last?" ”

Bai Yan turned his face and looked at him, "How do you know that I don't love her?" ”

Situ Jing's laughter suddenly became a little louder: "If that's the case, you should cooperate with me even more." ”

Bai Yan sighed: "It's really not giving up. ”

Situ Jing hooked the corners of his mouth slightly: "My door is always open to you." ”

With that, he turned and disappeared into the night.

Bai Yan lowered the curtain: "Let's go." ”

When Fuhai got back into the car, he asked, "Childe, did they harm Murong Xun?" ”

Bai Yan said: "It's inseparable from them, but it's not their hands." ”

Fuhai was slightly surprised: "Could it be that Childe knows who the person who did it is?" ”

Bai Yan said: "It's Murong Xun himself." ”

Fuhai's driving movements paused slightly, and he couldn't help but turn his head and look back.

……

That night, after Bai Yan returned to the Tianshu Palace, he did not go to the Fengzhu Palace, and An Lan did not order anyone to call him.

The next day, the goldfinch came to An Lan with a half-used food box.

"I heard that you have been sick for a few days, but I only found out yesterday." Goldfinch put the food box in his hand on the couch and asked, "Are you better?" It seems to have been cleared up, I haven't eaten much in the past few days, I made a few snacks that you like to eat, and they are still hot, you eat quickly. ”

"It's already done." An Lan picked up a piece of plum-shaped dim sum, took a bite gently, and then felt that her lips and tongue were fragrant, and she melted in her mouth, and she ate the whole piece unconsciously, "Do you still have time to do these now, do you have any leave for Mr. Liu?" ”

"Of course, it can't be without Mr. Liu, otherwise how can I be given time to do it." The goldfinch said that he also picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, and after swallowing it, he continued, "But Mr. Liu is not in a good mood today, have you heard?" Miss Huang, the daughter of the Huang Xiangshi family who went to Jingfu to distinguish incense, got married yesterday, but the groom died that day! Then the groom is still the fourth son of the Murong family! ”

An Lan asked, "Why is Mr. Liu in a bad mood?" ”

Golden Bird said: "Huang Xiangshi came to Mr. Liu early in the morning, begging Mr. Liu to be the master of his daughter, and he knelt outside Mr. Liu's dormitory, he didn't know, our Mr. Liu was tired of this, and if he didn't agree, he couldn't kneel for a long time. Mr. originally wanted to order someone to go to Murong Mansion to inquire about the situation, but he was so tormented that he simply ordered someone to take him out. ”

An Lan asked, "Why did Huang Xiangshi ask Mr. Liu to call the shots for his daughter?" ”

"Because Murong Mansion won't let people go." The golden finch shook his head and sighed as he spoke, "Speaking of which, that Huang girl is also unlucky, her life is really bad, she became a widow as soon as she got married, fortunately, her father and mother felt sorry for her and wanted to take her back, but who knew that the Murong family would not let go, saying that she should observe the festival for the groom!" ”

An Lan raised her eyebrows slightly, although the festival woman has always been praised, but the Tang Kingdom did not force a woman to observe the festival for her deceased husband after her husband died. It is not uncommon for women to marry several times in their lives, and there are many women who propose and successfully divorce, from high-ranking officials to ordinary people.

This is a country with a mind that embraces all rivers, so the great incense masters will be extremely dazzling in this dynasty.

"Mr. Liu, can you ask how Murong Xun died?"

"Asked." When the golden bird said this, his expression narrowed slightly, and he lowered his voice and said, "I heard that Murong Gongzi died in the Xiangjing, but there was no great incense master to go to Murong Mansion yesterday, so some people said that Murong Gongzi also has the talent of a great incense master, but as soon as these words came out, they were immediately sneered at by our husband, saying that they can also believe the words of stupid people, and the fragrance realm is not a rotten cabbage, pigs and dogs can come up and arch!" ”

An Lan couldn't help but smile, and instantly could imagine Liu Xuanji's expression when she said this. (To be continued.) )