Feng Ling had a long and continuous dream in the drowsiness, in which she was still in the Gu Mansion at the foot of Yuhangjing Mountain, and the family spent the years laughing and scolding, years and twilight, trivial and complicated, dull and peaceful. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dreaming and dreaming, she woke up to herself. When he opened his eyes and looked around, he was not in Yuhang's Gu Mansion, and his grandmother and brothers were not in front of him. I don't know the time of day, through the gap in the curtain, I can see the light of the sky.

Someone on the side of the couch shook her arm lightly, suppressed her excitement and said softly: "Auntie, are you awake?" ”

It's Ah Qi, the wind spirit closed his eyes again, and sighed "um".

"The eldest lady slept for two days, and I don't know if she was dazed or asleep, and if she didn't wake up, she would be hungry." Ah Mi was talking in a hurry, but he taught Feng Ling to hold his wrist.

When Feng Ling was silent for a while, the stalk he wanted to ask couldn't spit out in his throat, and his hand slowly slipped off Ah Mi's wrist.

Ah Qi comprehended, carefully chose the words and said: "Auntie, do you want to ask the Buddha?" He was in the ...... both days are all in Yongning Fang, the eldest lady should believe that he is a proper person, just rest assured. Yan Duwei and Zhang Xianling have both been concerned, and they can't be wrong. The lieutenant came twice, but the eldest lady didn't wake up......"

Feng Ling silently listened to Ah Mi's reports one by one, sat up from the couch staggeringly, and said quietly: "Find a black folded clothes for me." ”

Ah Yi was stunned: "What does the captain mean...... The eldest mother is very worried, and the affairs of the Kang family are handled by those Sogdians, so the eldest mother does not have to work hard. ”

"My brother and sister-in-law treat me deeply, and I should have personally taken care of their funerals." Feng Ling's voice sounded as calm as water, and it was a rare dignified solemnity, "You are relieved, if something like this happens, although the pain is heavy, I am not the one who doesn't know how to put it away, I always want to make the Kang family decent and ......."

Her voice lowered, and Ah Qi rummaged through the box for a while, and pulled out a jet-black folded cloth dress. Although the Kang family had long since converted to Buddhism, and the funeral rites were no different from those of the Tang people, their daily habits were still inseparable from Sogdian customs, and they were still happy in white and mourning in black.

She slowly put on her dress, this black folded dress was originally cut for the funeral of a Sogdian nobleman, and she didn't want to use it here one day, and Feng Ling couldn't help but feel bitter in her heart.

The rice porridge and the small dish with the porridge have already been prepared, Ah Qi hurriedly went to get it, the wind spirit was bitter and tasteless, but he couldn't stop eating, the tragic death of the righteous brother and the forced marriage of He Lu were still in front of her and she couldn't deal with the past, she didn't dare to go with the flow in the grief, and she had to fight with the spirit of twelve points to deal with it.

Feng Ling worked hard in Yongning Fang for a few days, but finally supported the funeral of the Kang family, and on the day of the funeral, the door of the house was fully opened, but it was the funeral of the Suo family on the same day.

The Suo clan was grand, the scene was very vast, and the funeral shed was set up in front of the Kang house. Immediately, there was a funeral attendant in the Kang house who was annoyed, and said hatefully: "Suo's is used to it, even today, he refuses to let people take half a step." ”

Feng Ling waved his hand and motioned for everyone to retreat into the house, "That's it, it's all deceased, it's not important to be one step ahead and one step later, let them go first." ”

Everyone retreated to the house as they said, standing in front of the door and watching the Suo family's powerful funeral procession pass by like a stream. The Buddha slave was standing next to the wind spirit, and her forbearance taught him a little unexpectedly, after this catastrophe, as if he had changed his temperament, he was a lot more stable.

The plain white and delicate figure in the team is particularly eye-catching, and everyone in the workshop knows that it is the only concubine who survived the Suo's death, Suo Liangyin, who is beautiful and unparalleled in dance and music. Only at this time, she hung her head and wiped her tears as she walked, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

Feng Ling stared at the figure and approached a little, but his eyes fell on Liu Shuang, who was eagerly supporting her.

"Auntie, have you ever seen the sound lady? How can she ...... with Liu Gongzi," the Buddha whispered beside her.

The wind spirit replied vaguely, "I see." Truncated the words behind the Buddha. Buddha Nu also knew that it was not the time to say this, so he closed his mouth and stood with his hands down.

Suofu's funeral procession passed slowly, Feng Ling looked at the coffin and tablet, Suo Shenjin's disdain, Mrs. Liu's smirk, Suo Liangzhao's arrogance, Cao's panic, all of them were fine a few days ago, and in the blink of an eye, they were all gone.

Suo Liangyin was supported by Liu Shuangjia, moved over step by step, and passed in front of Feng Ling's eyes, without raising his eyes to look at her. However, Liu Shuang bowed his head slightly to Feng Ling, and his face remained humble and unchanged.

Feng Ling bent his knees at him slightly, which was regarded as a salute, and he turned his eyes to stare at him for a few breaths, and a thought suddenly came to his mind, and he couldn't help but ask himself: Why did the Suo family die, and he and Yin Niang were the only ones who survived?

Feng Ling heard that he said to the official family, because he was drunk in the music workshop, missed the closure, so he stayed in the music room, and did not return before noon, narrowly avoiding this catastrophe. Although the words are leaky and blameless, the official family also sent people to find the musicians to verify that they are correct, but this coincidence is really a coincidence.

Thinking about it, the two of them had walked past her, her eyes followed closely, Suo Liangyin was timid and afraid, she didn't doubt it, but Liu Shuang had too many doubts, only because although her intuition was strong and clear, there was no clue to follow, like a punch slamming into a large mass of cottonseeds, a nest of softness, and all doubts that could be almost certain were dispersed in an instant.

"Buddha, do you have any suspicions about Liu Shuang?" The wind spirit tilted his head and asked in a low voice. She tested Zhang Boyong, and almost in three or two sentences, she could believe that Zhang Boyong had nothing to do with this matter. can be replaced by Liu Shuang, the more she looks at him, the more suspicious she becomes.

The Buddha slave was silent for a long time, and replied in a low voice: "Don't hide it from my aunt, I was the first to suspect him, but so what? For such a big matter, it is not someone who says a word of suspicion and takes advantage of it, even if it is based on actual evidence, it may not be useful. The eldest lady wants to express her thoughts for the Kang family, I can understand it, but it is still that sentence, where can we screw those powerful families in our small family? ”

Feng Ling bit his lip tightly, his brow furrowed.

Buddha Nu raised his chin to the guard of honor outside the door, and exclaimed: "How is the Suo family?" What kind of family background is Mrs. Liu? Don't you also say that if you don't have it, it's gone? ”

The wind spirit is clear, even the Buddha and the slave do not believe that the Suo and Kang families were just looted by the Turks, and there are probably some other ulterior motives behind them, and what terrible thoughts are covered under the blood, I am afraid that it will be slowly uncovered one by one, and these two tragic cases will have the day when Zhaoxue will be revealed.

There is no urgency at the moment. Feng Ling let out a breath from his chest and let go of his clenched lips, "I have saved it, and I have suffered a lot of losses even if I rushed forward, so I should have learned some lessons." ”

The Buddha nodded comfortingly, and felt that the wind spirit had benefited a lot since this blow, and he had reined in most of his temperament regardless of the fact that he was blindly strong, and finally the only thing that could be relieved these days. (To be continued.) )