84_84251 Coming out of Qinglin Courtyard, Su Qianling walked back along the path, his steps were very slow, not admiring the surrounding scenery, but thinking about things in his head.

Su Qianlin's appearance has been very abnormal in the past two days, although her gaze is still slightly dull when she is stimulated, but since she came back from Shangyuan Temple, she has obviously avoided her gaze.

Although it is not clear what happened in Shangyuan Temple that day, you can understand her for yourself, and her abnormality will definitely not be simple behind it.

Thinking while walking, Su Qianling inadvertently raised her head, just saw the fourth aunt walking this way, restrained the depth of her eyes, eased her face a little, and walked over to the fourth aunt.

The two looked at each other, Su Qianling's face was still as calm and indifferent as usual, they greeted each other and saluted, and each went their own way, as usual, without the slightest abnormality.

"Third Miss."

Just missed a few steps, Su Qianling heard the voice of the fourth aunt behind her, her face paused slightly, and she turned around leisurely, her face was still calm and indifferent, and the corners of her lips smiled and waited for the words of the fourth aunt behind.

The fourth aunt's eyes flashed, her face moved slightly and seemed to be a little hesitant, she looked up at Su Qianling's clear eyes, her brows wrinkled involuntarily, and her teeth gently bit the corners of her lips.

"Is there anything wrong with the fourth aunt?" Su Qianling turned to look at the fourth aunt, with a little doubt on her face.

The fourth aunt looked up at Su Qianling, her face was still a little hesitant, her hands under her sleeves were clenched nervously, she calmed down for a moment, and saw that Su Qianling was still waiting patiently, and finally made up her mind.

"Third Miss, don't go to Halloween."

Su Qianling's face moved slightly, looking at the nervousness on the fourth aunt's face, and her heart couldn't help but sink: "Halloween is a tribute to my grandmother, I can't help but be reasonable, the fourth aunt is like this, is there something wrong?" ”

"I ......" The fourth aunt's eyes flickered, and she looked up leisurely at the clarity of Su Qianling's eyes, and there was a kind of insight oppression, which made people inexplicably nervous.

Taking the look on the fourth aunt's face into her eyes, Su Qianling thought a little more deeply in her heart, although the fourth aunt didn't say it directly, but this reminder seemed to have explained the problem, coupled with Su Qianlin's nervousness, this fire of white smoke was already rising, and it could no longer be hidden.

"The fourth aunt asked me not to go out, did I know something?" Su Qianling had a little scrutiny on her face, and her eyes fell on the face of the fourth aunt, showing a bit of solemnity.

"Nope!" The fourth aunt hurriedly denied it, her eyes flickered, and her heart tightened: "Two days ago, I went to Shangxiang Bu to make a hexagram, saying that it was not appropriate to go out today, and the third lady ......."

Su Qianling's face moved slightly, and as she watched the fourth aunt speak, the expression in her eyes still flickered, knowing that she was only lying, but she didn't break it.

"Thank you Fourth Aunt for reminding me, I'll be careful."

Su Qianling bowed slightly, her face was still calm and indifferent, she didn't say anything more, turned around and walked back, now that the fourth aunt is like this, I'm afraid I can't say anything if I delay the time.

Seeing Su Qianling turn around and leave, the fourth aunt's face froze, and she subconsciously wanted to call Su Qianling, but before the voice came out of her mouth, she stopped, knowing that she couldn't persuade the third lady, but she couldn't tell the truth, and now she could only pray for the third lady's blessings.

Behind the tall flower garden, Su Qianyao looked at Su Qianling and the fourth aunt from a distance, her face moved slightly, and she held the hairpin tightly in her hand, with great force, and her whole hand trembled slightly.

Bypassing the corridor, Su Qianling's footsteps slowed down a little, thinking about the expression of the fourth aunt just now, her brows frowned, and a fierceness gradually overflowed between her eyes.

"Let Zhihua call Xingwang back and follow the carriage from a distance." Su Qianling turned around and said a word to the maid beside her, and her voice couldn't help but bring out a bit of sharpness.

The maid saw the condensation on Su Qianling's face, and hurriedly ran forward, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Miss, it's better to let the eldest prince transfer a team of troops to protect it, there is always a sense of unsteadiness in the slave's heart." Mo Zi looked at Su Qianling, and couldn't help but tighten in her heart, that kind of perception ability made her feel that something bad would definitely happen today.

Su Qianling paused, turned her face to look at Mo Zi, and saw that she was still nervous, her face was a little relaxed, and the corners of her lips were hooked leisurely: "You are also nervous, with your ability, do you think you can't protect me?" ”

Mo Zi was stunned, looked up at Su Qianling with a little relaxation, and couldn't help but be a little quiet in his heart: "The slave will definitely protect Miss to the death!" ”

With a light smile on his face, Su Qianling's heart sank, not that he didn't want to, but now that the eldest brother's troops were all transferred out to practice, not to mention that the emperor just summoned him into the palace today, and it was not easy to see him.

After packing up their things, everyone got into the carriage one after another.

The moment Song Yuanze jumped into the carriage, Su Qianling saw that he saw a bulge in his waist pocket, and his expression changed slightly: "What did you take?" ”

"I ......" Song Yuanze's face flickered, his eyes flickered slightly, looking at Su Qianling's scrutiny, the corners of his lips couldn't help twitching: "It's the dagger I won by betting with the Seventh Princess." ”

Su Qianling's face changed slightly, looking at Song Yuanze's nervous face, his heart sank: "It's just to go out to worship, what are you doing with a dagger?" ”

Song Yuanze's eyebrows raised, looking at Su Qianling's solemn face, the expression on his face flashed slightly: "I heard that this time I will also pass through the grove to worship, in case something comes out again, I will use this dagger that sharpens iron like clay to protect my sister!" ”

Song Yuanze said it seriously, but Su Qianling couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, if he really encountered any unexpected situation, his sister had to protect him, if he had any accidents, he would not have the face to see his grandmother.

Mo Zi watched the two of them talk, although his anger was a little relaxed, but his heart somehow became heavier and heavier, he had a very peculiar perception of things since he was a child, and now he has this strong desire. Hope made her unable to calm down.

Compared with the bustle of the carriage in front, Su Qianlin and Su Qianyao were still silent in the carriage.

Su Qianlin had something on her mind, holding her Jinpa tightly with both hands along the way, her eyes kept flashing between her hands, and she seemed to be still fighting, Su Qianyao was as quiet as usual, but her right hand touched the hairpin in her sleeve from time to time, and she had a feeling that she couldn't do it if she made up her mind.

All the way to Chang'an Temple, everyone helped the maid's hand to get out of the car, and first smelled a gentle smell of incense, so that the heart couldn't help but calm down.

Su Qianling helped Song Yuanze's men get out of the car, and before he could stand firmly, he heard Song Yuanchun's voice in the distance, turned around leisurely, with a slight smile on his face, and walked towards Song Yuanchun in the same way.

"Why is Cousin Chun so early?" Su Qianling said, the corners of her lips were raised, and a slight smile appeared on her face.

"We're closer, and we didn't go out earlier than you." Song Yuanchun said, seeing Song Yuanze coming over, he reached out and touched his head, looked at Su Qianlin and Su Qianyao behind him, and his expression was a little gloomy: "Sister Lin's illness can be regarded as cure, it's really difficult for you to come to worship today." ”

Su Qianlin's face was stunned, obviously hearing the sourness in Song Yuanchun's words, her expression froze, and she reluctantly smiled: "Yes, although I haven't recovered yet, I can finally get out of bed." ”

Listening to Su Qianlin's words, Song Yuanchun couldn't help but roll her eyes, she could speak!

Su Qianling looked at the sour taste on Song Yuanchun's face, and felt a little helpless, although he didn't care, but Song Yuanchun picked Su Qianlin's reason, the old lady pretended to be sick at the funeral, Song Yuanchun was complaining about the old lady.

While speaking, his eyes skimmed over the carriage behind Song Yuanchun, the moment Su Qianling saw Song Yuanjie, his face couldn't help but be stunned, he hadn't seen him for two months, Song Yuanjie seemed to be ten years old now, and his face was tired and tired, almost unrecognizable.

"After the death of the Lin family, the second uncle immediately mentioned the Jia family, and now the children of the two rooms have become concubines, and they are competing for joy." Song Yuanchun saw Su Qianling's doubts, whispered a word on the side, and then sighed leisurely, with a complicated expression on his face.

Su Qianling shook his head for a moment, and his eyes were retracted, in such a situation, Song Yuanjie and Song Yuanyi's life can naturally be imagined.

Although it is a bit unreasonable for the second uncle to die and his wife immediately mention the side room, but after all, the Lin family killed his grandmother, and the Lin family can't make any trouble, now that I think about it, it is not surprising that Song Yuanjie is like this.

The opening bell of Chang'an Temple rang, attracting everyone's attention, and before Su Qianling had time to think about it, he was pulled forward by Song Yuanchun.

Behind him, some young ladies who came late watched Song Yuanchun and Su Qianling go in from a distance, and they couldn't help but feel a little more envious on their faces, and secretly regretted that they didn't go out earlier.

When everyone went in, they first handed over the bamboo sticks to the presiding abbot, and the abbot led Su Qianling and Song Yuanchun to the mourning hall specially set up for the old lady.

The door opened, and a fragrance of sandalwood rushed into the nose, making people can't help but sober up a little, Su Qianling looked at the things placed in the mourning hall before the old lady's death, her heart was sour, and her eyes couldn't help but redden.

In addition to Su Qianling, Song Yuanchun and Song Yuanze, more than a dozen sisters and brothers followed behind were lined up, looking inside, remembering the things handed over by the abbot one by one.

According to the abbot's guidance, Su Qianling steadily inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner, holding the green bamboo leaves in his hand and dripping them in a large incense burner ash jar, reciting the words taught by the abbot in his mouth, carefully.

Everyone walked through the previous rituals, and then took out the paper money they brought over, separated it slightly, and threw it into the incense burner to burn it with words in their mouths, praying for the old lady in the underworld.

The flame ignited by the paper money made Su Qianling's eyes red, and tears flowed down uncontrollably, thinking of the old lady's kind eyes before his death, Su Qianling felt that his heart was tightening little by little.

Lin died, he avenged his grandmother, but his grandmother couldn't come back, this was his biggest regret, turned his face to look at Song Yuanze, Su Qianling's heart sank slightly, he could see that his grandmother was worried about this child, and he had no way to make up for the regret that his grandmother was killed, so he could only protect this child well.

A row of concubines in the back knelt in rows, Su Qianlin hung her head, as if her thoughts had already drifted away, her eyes stared at the ground in a daze, her hands clutched the hem of her skirt with great force, and the joints on her hands were leisurely white.

Su Qianyao knelt on the side, looking at Su Qianlin's nervous face, an indescribable look flashed leisurely between her eyes, and subconsciously, she reached out and touched the hairpin under her sleeve, perhaps, this is the only chance