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"Get out!" Madame was unmoved, and glanced at him faintly.

Jiang Lan was unwilling, she didn't dare to disobey her, so she went out obediently. Before leaving, he glanced in the direction of Duan Hongye as if he was shy, but who knew that Duan Hongye didn't look at her, only looked at his wife coldly.

When the people in the house were finished, and only the two people who confronted each other were left, the lady lazily spoke: "Say, what's the matter?" ”

"Where's Ajuan?" Duan Hongye didn't go around in circles, and asked directly.

Madame's eyes flashed slightly: "What Ajuan?" You have always said that you want to marry Ajuan, but who is this Ajuan? ”

Duan Hongye's deep eyes stared firmly at her eyes, and his slightly squinted eyeliner and tense lips were all explaining to others his unhappy emotions.

"You should know that the sum of the people in this governor's mansion is not as good as Ajuan's position in my heart. Don't test my bottom line and hand over Ajuan. ”

Although he knew that the second son had never taken this governor's mansion seriously, he really heard from him that the people in the mansion were not as good as a little girl, and the bottom of his wife's heart was also slightly stabbed.

It's just that she didn't put her emotions on her face after all, and Mrs. paused, and said lightly: "It's dead, I can't hand it over." ”

Duan Hongye's eyes instantly turned red: "You killed her!" ”

Madame glanced at him meaningfully, and did not say much, but only defended dispensably: "It has nothing to do with me, but it is an irrelevant person, and it is not worth my hands." ”

Seeing that Duan Hongye didn't believe it at all, his wife said coldly: "If you don't believe it, you can find it yourself." ”

Duan Hongye naturally didn't believe it, but what he didn't want to believe was the news that Du Juan had died. While comforting himself in the bottom of his heart, maybe the cuckoo really eloped with Huzi, and secretly lined up people to look around for clues about the two.

Yangzhou is actually a place that is not big or small. Duan Hongye kept sending people to try their best to find the whereabouts of the cuckoo, but it took two years to find every inch of Yangzhou.

Du Juan has never been out of Xiaohuxian Village since she was a child, and Duan Hongye doesn't think she will have the ability to run outside Yangzhou. After searching for all traces of Yangzhou, Duan Hongye's heart was completely cold.

Madame didn't stop him from looking for someone, and she didn't even urge him to marry again. She knew that if she didn't let him die, maybe in this life, Duan Hongye would not have the idea of getting married.

never thought that the living could not be found, and Duan Hongye moved the idea of looking for the dead again. After traveling all over the Taoist temples in Yangzhou, and trying all kinds of strange techniques, his request was very simple, he wanted to see the cuckoo again, even if it was a ghost, or even a corpse.

Perhaps it was sincerity, and finally in the Qingxiang Tea Shop in Yangzhou, he asked him to inquire about the news about the dream guide. Knowing this category, it can be called the special existence of people who are destined to communicate between yin and yang.

After a lot of effort, he finally passed on the meaning he wanted to express to the legendary Yin Si. Duan Hongye held on to the last glimmer of hope, expecting and resisting to wait for the dreamer's response.

In the past few years of looking for cuckoos, the place he frequented most was Fireworks Willow Lane. Yangzhou City is rumored to be handsome and romantic. In fact, very few people know that he went to that kind of fireworks place just to find a place to drink in a clean place without being watched by onlookers.

With his identity and appearance, it is too eye-catching to want to buy drunk wantonly in that kind of wine shop teahouse. He has also been there a few times, but he has been upset by the people every time. In the end, there is only one place of fireworks in Yangzhou City, which can make him quiet and quiet.

It's just that I never thought that the miraculous dream messenger who was rumored by the world was actually hiding in this noisy land of fireworks.

Seeing Zhao Nihong, Duan Hongye was both surprised and felt that he should take it for granted. Neon House Village is hundreds of years, and the proprietress has always been secretive, such an identity of the character, but also the word mysterious.

I thought that leading dreams was a very complicated thing, and I might have to go to the underworld in person. Duan Hong had already made all the preparations, but he didn't expect that Miss Zhao, that is, after a few days of delay, generously agreed to his request to lead a dream.

saw his sweetheart as he wished, but returned to thirteen years ago, Duan Hongye's mood was extremely complicated. That is, I am happy and can stay with my sweetheart, and I am sad that my lover is no longer alive.

The development in the dream is different from reality after all, and after going around and around, the two finally have an agreement. When he came out of the dream, Duan Hongye had only one thought in his heart, to avenge the cuckoo, and then cut himself off and go to the Yin Si to reunite with the cuckoo earlier.

After so many years, there has been almost no growth. There was no pressure to complete the revenge, he just made a small plan to ask Xue Xiaolai to take the initiative to provoke something when a few people got together to drink. Then when everyone was in a scuffle, they lit a candle without noticing, and a big fire came down, and several people who killed the cuckoo did not stay, and they all went to Yin Si to report in advance.

But the retribution came quickly, and before he could find the body of the cuckoo thrown in the Yangzhou River, one morning when he got up, his back was itching, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

This situation did not frighten him, but rather relieved him.

That's fine, go and accompany Ajuan early. Duan Hongye thought to himself, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lead to a pleasant arc.

After retrieving all the people who salvaged the corpses, Duan Hongye sat by the Yangzhou River every day, recalling his past with Ajuan, and counting the days of reunion with Ajuan.

After waiting for a month and a half, in the middle of this, people kept coming to the governor's mansion to persuade him to go back. Even the mother, who rarely moved on weekdays, came over a few times in person, but Duan Hongye was still unmoved.

Finally, on the full moon day a month and a half later, he took out the sack and sand and gravel that he had prepared, put himself in the sack, and slowly poured it into the middle of the Yangzhou River.

The moment he fell, Duan Hongye seemed to see the cuckoo standing on the shore from a distance, looking at him quietly and smiling. When he was submerged by the river and gradually lost consciousness, he was still thinking, it turns out that death is like this, Ajuan, I'm looking for you~

The feeling of his soul being out of his body was similar to that of a dream, except that as soon as his soul floated to the surface of the river, it was put on his wrist by a chain. Then a man in a white willow shirt floated on the river, holding the other end of the chain, looking at him indifferently.

"Yangzhou City, Duan Hongye, the second young master of the Governor's Mansion, Hai Zheng died, and the cause of death was suicide by jumping into the river." The cold voice of the man in the willow shirt said thoughtfully: "Duan Hongye, you are dead, now follow me back to the Yin Division for trial." ”

Duan Hongye looked at the chains in his hands, and only felt inexplicably familiar. Looking at the person's dress, which is about what the world often calls a ghost hook, Duan Hongye did not resist at all, and nodded obediently and followed behind the man.

The man in the willow shirt turned around, bowed respectfully in the direction of the river bank, and then turned around and walked west.

Duan Hongye looked curiously in the direction of the riverbank, but saw that Lord Zhao, who had led him to a dream, was wearing a flowing red dress with wide sleeves, standing coldly by the river. And in the shadows behind her, there seemed to be a faint white shadow.