When Yan Jue and Jiang Xian arrived, what they saw was Xia Nan squatting under the plane tree, sobbing in a low voice. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Jiang Xian was at a loss, looking at Xia Nan's thin and thin back, he didn't know how to speak.

He hurriedly grabbed Bitong on the side and asked.

Bi Tong said intermittently for a while, and Jiang Xian probably understood.

To put it simply, Xia Nan wanted to contact Mr. Tong, but found that he had disappeared for a while, so she came to Mr. Tong's residence to look for him, but she didn't find anyone, she didn't know what to think, and she became what she is now.

After Jiang Xian heard this, his face was even more suspicious.

Who is Mr. Tong. Why did Sister Ah react so much? also asked him to go to Yan Jue, saying that it was related to the case of the bloody corpse?

Jiang Xian was puzzled, and his gaze fell on Yan Jue.

I saw that the latter was still straight, standing behind Xia Nan, and did not speak.

Xia Nanxu was aware of their existence, and slowly stopped his emotions, and when he looked at them again, only his eyes were slightly red, and the others looked like they were fine.

Yan Jue looked at her, his voice was cold and powerful, as if he was a dignified adult.

"Why do you say that this case is related to Mr. Tong? Who is Mr. Tong? ”

Yan Jue's words were fair, but he felt harsh in Jiang Xian's ears, his sister was obviously already crying so sadly, and finally stopped her emotions, and he immediately mentioned it, can't he slow down? It's unforgivable!

Without answering Yan Jue's words, Xia Nan's eyes were slightly red, and he asked the next question.

"Can you give me the broken jade?" gave it to her, and Ji could confirm whether it was the piece of jade she gave to Mr. Tong.

"Why?"

"Verify identity." Xia Nan was extremely calm at the moment, so calm that she felt incredible.

In fact, there may be no need to experience teaching, but Xia Nan always has a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that all this is a coincidence.

"Go back, I'll have someone send it to the Xiaweihou Mansion and take a look at the house."

Yan Jue answered, and after speaking, he took the lead in stepping into the house.

Xia Nan was silent, hanging his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Xian wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know why she was crying, so he could only look at her from the sidelines.

Xia Nan then also entered the house, she calmed down, her eyes were red, as if she was forcibly suppressing her emotions, and explained to Yan Jue.

"This house is Mr. Tong's residence, he is my steward, responsible for managing the affairs of my side, you have seen him in Huainan before, but the last time I saw him was when we came back from Huainan. My grandmother said that a month ago, she asked Mr. Tong to polish a jade pendant from a piece of Hetian jade, and also engraved the Nan character in my name. ”

"So you're guessing that the bloody corpse belongs to Mr. Tong?"

Xia Nan nodded gloomily.

She continued.

"Mr. Tong's original name is Tong Jianbai, he is a native of Jiangzhou, he was a man when he was young, and then Ningxing taught, I met him at that time, Mr. Tong is a kind person, he has never had a grudge with people in his life, he has been kind to people all his life, and he is the least likely to be evil with people."

Yan Jue did not respond to her words, his eyes wandered around the room, the room was very small, the furnishings were extremely simple, a desk and a chair, and a three-story bookcase was full of all kinds of books, calligraphy and paintings, which showed that he loved to learn in his life, the house was neatly cleaned up, and the pear wood table was wiped extremely bright, which showed that the master loved to be tidy in his life.

Suddenly, Yan Jue's eyes moved, the corners of his lips pursed, and he walked straight to the bookcase, took down a book, and twisted the ashes on his hands.

"You said he hadn't been home for more than half a month?"

Xia Nan remembered what Bitong said, and then nodded.

"Somebody has been here."

Yan Jue made a deep voice, walked around the house again, and then went out of the house and inspected the entire courtyard.

Suddenly, he stopped in the corner of the courtyard.

Xia Nan and Jiang Xian followed.

Several people looked at the ashes on the ground, and their hearts were mixed.

"This ......" This ash is left after it has been burned with value, and there are still some valuable fragments left in the ash that have not been completely burned out.

"Someone really came!" Jiang Xian exclaimed in surprise, and then saw Xia Nan's eyes redder a little.

Paper Money ...... Is Mr. Tong really gone?

Also, who is the person who knows the news that he is dead, and who also gives him paper money to burn and clean the house?

There was silence, and suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

Xia Nan turned her head suddenly, hoping to see the person she wanted to see, but the person who came made her stunned.

"Ah Heng?"

The young man, dressed in gray and with a piece of sackcloth sewn on his chest, paused when he saw the three people in the courtyard.

He saw that Xia Nan's eyes were slightly red, and he was staring at the linen cloth on his chest, as if he was extremely forbearing.

Ah Heng was slightly stunned, swept the two strangers beside her, the corners of her lips pursed, and she didn't say a word.

He walked to the corner, lit a fire with plant ash, and burned the paper money in his hand.

"Ah Heng?"

Xia Nan shouted again, "What the hell is going on here?" Mr. Tong, he ......"

"Miss Xia."

Ah Heng interrupted Xia Nan's words, and as soon as he spoke, Xia Nan was instantly shocked.

His voice, hoarse, like a tight string cutting through the rough cowhide, made a sound that made people frightened.

"Mr. Tong likes to be quiet."

Yes, Mr. Tong likes to be quiet, he has always disliked noise, Xia Nan suppressed the doubts in his heart, knelt down, and burned paper money together.

Ah Heng brought a lot of paper money, two thick stacks, they burned it for a long time, and they burned it until the bricks in the corner of the wall were already blackened, and Ah Heng slowly spoke.

"Mr. Tong told me that he went out to do something, and after he went, he never came back."

"He said if he didn't come back, let me give you the box on the bed."

"I thought he was just joking, but I didn't expect him to really come back."

Ah Heng was hoarse, and his speech sounded extremely uncomfortable, and his voice was extremely depressing.

Xia Nan didn't interrupt him.

"Some time ago, Mr. Tong and I went to the restaurant to listen to a book, and accidentally overheard a conversation in the private room next door."

"Conversation?"

Yan Jue and Jiang Xian stood behind the two, and only Xia Nan knew what Ah Heng said.

"Do you know who the people in that private room are?"

Xia Nan intuitively felt that Mr. Tong's death was related to this conversation.

"Jiang Yunpeng, the head of the Jiang family in Huainan, the person who spoke to him, he called him King Ming."

Jiang Yunpeng?

Huainan is thousands of miles away from the capital, why does it appear here? What is his relationship with King Ming?

King Ming knew that the seventh son of the current emperor, it was rumored that he had a cloudy personality and was very popular with Emperor Zhaochang because of his outstanding political achievements, but his rumors among the people were extremely bad.

The royal people.

Could it be that the Jiang family is attached to King Ming? But what does all this have to do with Mr. Tong, if Mr. Tong's death really involves the royal people, Xia Nan can't imagine the consequences.

"What did you hear in the private room?"

If Mr. Tong was really killed by the Jiang family or King Ming, the only possibility is that they heard something in the private room, which aroused their murderous intent.

Hearing her ask about this, Ah Heng turned his head and glanced at Xia Nan deeply, his eyes were cold, making people tremble involuntarily.

"What would you do if I said that Mr. Tong died because of you?"

Death because of her?

"What do you mean by that?"

"When I was in Huainan, the Jiang family always wanted the land under your hands, but you never gave it, and then planted other crops and saved it, as far as I know, there seems to be something hidden in the field, and a tenant seems to have dug it up and handed it to you. Jiang Yunpeng in the private room said to King Ming that is the box in your hand. ”

"If they really want the box in my hand, why don't they look for me, but Mr. Tong? Why don't you do it in Huainan, why go all the way to the capital?! ”

"Think about it yourself, who were you around at that time?! How the Jiang family does it! ”

Xia Nan was stunned, who was there around her at that time......

Yan Jue.

He was wounded at the time, and she took him in.

Could it be because of him that the Jiang family didn't make a move, so they went to the capital to be ruthless to them.

If so, then the assassination she experienced was also the hand of the Jiang family?

If so, wouldn't Mr. Tong really die because of her?

What's in that box?!

It actually killed a person.

"How did you know these things, and what are you and Mr. Tong doing these days?"

When he came back, Mr. Tong was with her, but he didn't mention Ah Heng to her.

"How do I know these things you don't need to know, you just need to know, Mr. Tong died for you, you are also an executioner, Miss!"

Ah Heng's eyes were very cold, mixed with his hoarse voice, which made people feel panicked.

His voice was so loud that the three words of executioner hit the tips of the other two's ears.

Jiang Xian saw him roaring at Xia Nan, his heart was full of anger, and he also scolded him.

"What are you fierce, why are you scolding?!"

He pretended to be fierce and glared at Ah Heng fiercely, but the latter's gaze swept away, gloomy and cold.

is obviously a teenager, but now he is terrifyingly gloomy.

Xia Nan knelt on the spot, ignoring the dust on the ground on her clothes, and at this moment, she only felt tired.

Obviously, she has lived a lifetime, and she has already understood many things, but why things are always unexpected and come so suddenly.

Obviously in the past life......

She couldn't help but be stunned, and she had the impression that there was very little information about Mr. Tong in her previous life.

In her previous life, after she returned to Beijing, she had no contact with Mr. Tong, and she didn't know where Mr. Tong was until she died.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

Jiang Xian hurriedly stepped forward and helped Xia Nan up.

But her body was limp and seemed to be unable to support it.

Ah Heng burned the last bit of paper money in his hand, clapped his hands, and got up to leave.

Yan Jue stood in front of him, "Come with me to Dali Temple." ”

was stopped by someone, even if the person in front of him was a minister with great power, Ah Heng glanced at him coldly, and walked by.

Yan Jue was silent, but someone stood in front of Ah Heng, restraining him regardless of his will.

"Let go of me!"

Ah Heng struggled with a hoarse voice, but was forcibly restrained.

Yan Jue glanced at Xia Nan, and when he met her sloppy eyes, there was a flash of unbearability.

"Take it away."

After saying that, the group left first.

Ah Xu stayed, and Jiang Xian looked at him, puzzled.

"My lord ordered me to protect Miss Xia's safety."

Jiang Xian frowned, thinking of Xia Nan's murder before, he was immediately relieved, Sister Ah really needs someone to protect her now, but he just doesn't know martial arts, otherwise, how can he use Ah Xu, a nasty ghost.

Xia Nan's thoughts were confused, she couldn't think clearly, she couldn't figure it out.

Whose chess game is this, and whose chess piece is she?

Now how can she break the situation and survive?

Her mind was in a mess, and everything was like a fog, waiting for her to get rid of it.

Xia Nan didn't know when she got into the carriage and when she returned to Xiyan Pavilion, her head was messed up, and she was at a loss.

At dusk in the west mountain, the remnant sun is obliquely shining, the dusk light covers the whole courtyard, and the wave surface near the lake is sparkling, reflecting the golden light.

Xia Nan stood in front of the window, looking at the pool of lake water below, and the dazzling waves made her want to cry.

Mr. Tong is really gone.

She could no longer find the Mr. Tong who gave her pen and paper and embroidered a lantern with a peony pattern.

Suddenly, the voice of a maid sounded under the Xiyan Pavilion.

"Old lady."

A group of maids called out in unison.

Ji asked Pianruo, "What about Sister Nan?" ”

Pian Ruo's face was sorrowful.

"Since my sister came back, she has been standing in front of the windowsill in a daze, and we don't dare to call her, she has been standing for half an hour."

When Ji heard this, his eyebrows frowned.

Without the guidance of the maid, she walked up.

The figure in front of the windowsill is thin and thin, with a light-colored white gauze body, and the belt outlines her slender figure, she can't see her appearance clearly, Xia Nan has her back to her, and the whole person seems to be attached to a layer of warm yellow light.

Ji suddenly couldn't bear to call out to her.

"Sister Nan."

The people in front of the window were unaware of it, and their bodies were motionless.

I don't know when, a pair of warm hands covered her shoulders, Xia Nan trembled suddenly, turned around, and happened to meet a pair of concerned eyebrows.

Ji's face was charitable, and a pair of eyes that had seen the vicissitudes of life looked at her with concern, but he didn't say anything.

Suddenly, looking at Shang Ji's eyes, the sourness in Xia Nan's eyes couldn't help but gush out for a moment.

She threw herself into Ji's arms, feeling the warmth inside.

"Grandmother, Mr. Tong...... He's gone. ”

All her suffering, no one to tell, now that she has lost Mr. Tong, only Ji's is her only harbor.

"Grandmother knows."

Ji's hand slowly caressed her back, as if comforting an injured child.

Xia Nan cried fiercely, from the disbelief at the beginning, to the appearance of Ah Heng later, and then to his accusation.

She didn't even dare to really cry.

He said that it was because of her that Mr. Tong died, all because of her, but even she didn't know what she did wrong?

This is the case in this life and previous life, the great magician said that she was a curse, she deserved to be sent to Ningxiang for decades, and she deserved to bear the eyes of the world and bear their cynicism?

She's just a child......

Until the time of her previous life and her death, she was not yet in time.

She had a father, but she didn't dare to recognize it.

has its own identity, but it can't be used.

How sad it is.

Even now, Mr. Tong, who was good to her, died because of her, this time Xia Nan really doubted that she really had bad luck and affected the people around her? (To be continued.) )