Chang'an City is some distance from Dayan Mountain, and it will take longer to drive at night.

After leaving the city gate, An Lan closed her eyes and took a nap.

The driver drove carefully, but the carriage was still a little shaky, so she turned slightly sideways and leaned on his shoulder. Bai Yan lowered his eyes, only to see her head move slightly, her slender hand poking out of the cloak, touching his hand with ease, and then gently holding it.

He watched her movements, raising an eyebrow slightly.

From the first meeting, she showed a strong possessiveness towards him, and in front of him, her words and deeds were not concealed, let alone reserved. She never asks about him, she will investigate it herself; in the incense hall, she trusts him completely, but allows others to spy on him secretly; she only asks about his relationship with Situ Jing, but she guards against Situ Jing from the beginning, and at the same time does not prevent him from interacting with Situ Jing.

In the Tianshu Palace, she sometimes went to Yunyin Tower to look for him, but more often she stayed in her Fengzhu Palace.

Do whatever she wants, if she leaves, it will be difficult for him to guess her thoughts.

While he was pondering, the carriage shook suddenly, and her hand that had taken his arm slipped down slightly, and then he took his palm, and he was about to take her hand behind his back, and let her sit down a little bit, and not fall down.

But before he could hold her hand, the lights in the carriage suddenly went out, and it was dark in front of him!

Bai Yan immediately held her hand, but then the dimness in front of him faded, and his vision gradually became clearer, and he came to a strange courtyard full of plum trees, at this time the sun had set, the garden lights had not yet turned on, and the surrounding qiē was shrouded in a thin layer of night.

She was still beside him, still holding his hand.

After Bai Yan was slightly stunned, she realized that this was her fragrance realm, and looked around: "Jingfu Liyuan?"

"It's Liyuan, a fragrance that goes back in time. She took his hand and walked forward.

The two maids pushed the door open, and she and he stood outside the door watching what was happening in the hall.

"It's the eighth day. The round-faced maid carefully soaked the cotton towel in water, wrung it out, handed it to the melon-faced maid, and said in a pestering voice, "Why is the county lord still ...... with me?"

"Shut up!" the melon-faced maid hurriedly lowered her face, "talk less and do more!"

The round-faced maid's voice was full of crying: "Sister, I'm really scared!"

The melon-faced maid was also a little stunned in her heart, but the more nervous she was, the more poisonous her mouth became: "What are you afraid of, we have been serving the county lord since childhood, you are not afraid when people are alive, but you know that you are afraid when you die! Are you afraid that the county lord will suddenly wake up and bite you!"

"Sister, you, you, don't talk about it!"

"Wipe ......"

When the two maidens entered, they lit the lamp in the hall, and the body of the county lord was lying in front of the door of the hall, so that they could see it clearly when they stood at the door.

However, where is that like a man who has been dead for eight days!

Even if she didn't get closer, she could still see clearly that the young woman lying on the bed in full costume seemed to be asleep, but her face was paler than ordinary people.

After the two maids took cotton towels and carefully wiped the body of the county lord of Yuyao, they packed up their things and left in a hurry.

"It is a potion in southern Xinjiang, called Qianjiao Baimei, which is specially used for the dead, in order to protect the body from decay, only the nobles can afford to use it. Bai Yan said in a low voice, he was in charge of investigating this matter these days, so he knew very well what the two maids were doing at this time.

An Lan nodded and didn't speak, as if waiting for something.

Sure enough, the two maids had just left with their front feet, and they saw a glimmer of light floating around the bed of the county lord of Yuyao, the light was not pure, it looked very mottled at first glance, and then took a closer look, and found that there was a broken impression inside!

Bai Yan was surprised: "What is that?"

An Lan said: "It is a corner of the incense realm that has been torn apart, and before the county lord died, someone had a incense realm here. ”

Bai Yan frowned slightly, looking for clues in the few broken pieces of light.

The face of the proud girl of the sky flashed in the light, the embroidered shoes decorated with pearls ran on the grass full of flowers, and the butterflies fluttered on the edge of her skirt...... Then came the dazzling flying flowers, the pieces of light shattered badly, gathered together and separated......

"Is it a marriage?"

"It should be. An Lan said indifferently, "The county lord of Yuyao and Jingfu have a marriage contract. ”

Bai Yan was silent, and after a while, he saw that the pieces of light gathered into a few faintly visible scenes, but they were still the corners of a certain scene. Unlike just now, it is no longer such a happy and happy scene, but there is a terrifying atmosphere.

Torn wedding dresses, jewels falling all over the ground, pouring rain, slashed axes, and blood flowing down the rain into a river.

The sheet of light suddenly shatters into a point of light and then disappears.

An invisible danger struck suddenly, like a monster emerging from the underworld, sticky, greedy, ferocious! The feeling invaded every pore on his body, Bai Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he clenched An Lan's hand, but at this moment, they returned to the carriage.

The bright candlelight, the delicate charcoal cages, the soft cushions, and the creaking sound of the wheels are all so real and warm.

Bai Yan was silent for a while, exhaled softly, and then looked at An Lan: "This is what An Xian just saw in Jingfu Li Garden. ”

An Lan nodded: "I didn't go into the house to take a closer look." ”

Because the last feeling was too dangerous, she wouldn't act until she figured out the reason.

Bai Yan asked, "Is it that the county lord of Yuyao died in that incense realm?"

An Lan groaned, "What do you think?"

Bai Yan pondered for a long time: "If the blood in the incense realm is the county lord's, then the county lord died in the incense realm?"

An Lan said: "That's right, if she dies in Xiang, then in reality she is indeed dead." The doctor couldn't see the exact way of death, and he couldn't find out the cause of death. ”

Bai Yan asked, "Since it is so easy for the Great Incense Master's incense realm to kill people, why is there a part about getting married?"

An Lan shook her head: "I don't understand this either. ”

The fragments make things even more confusing.

"That last feeling of danger......" Bai Yan looked at her again, "Was it your incense realm that was attacked at that time?"

An Lan nodded: "So I left, he didn't touch me." ”

"Is it another Great Incense Master?"

"Not really. An Lan shook her head, and then hesitated a little, "I'm not sure." ”

Bai Yan said: "Then, this is the trap set by Situ Jing." ”

An Lan looked at him: "He admits it?"

Bai Yan said: "It's useless for him to admit it, what he can't see and can't touch, how can he get evidence." ”

An Lan nodded slightly, lowered her eyes and pondered, and saw that her hand was still being grasped by him, so she moved her wrist slightly. Bai Yan also glanced down, let go of his hand, and saw that the snow-like wrist was already red.