Lu Xiangjie, who had a not very pleasant dinner with his mother, left Mrs. Lu's courtyard according to the custom, and went to Mrs. Lu's courtyard again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The courtyard of the two generations of the Lu family's wife is dazzling enough to live in such a different direction.

From the north corridor all the way through the garden of the house, the rockery looks a little hideous at night, and the sparkling light of the lake in the center of the garden is quiet and cautious.

Lu Xiangjie, who has been accustomed to it, can automatically and selectively ignore it when seen by the naked eye, in fact, Lu Xiangjie is not connected to the Internet from the neck down to the brain now.

How much does Mrs. Lu know? Who got her shop from? What role did Lu Zhijie play in it? Is it Lu Zhijie who wants to play a scoundrel with a spare time, just like he usually has to pretend to be pitiful every time he is beaten, and he wants to return the cost at the lower limit? But why is it the Hu family's shop? Is it really just piggybacking and just happening to catch up?

Or did they perceive something, and which of the two of them perceived?

If it is neither, Lu Xiangjie is the last thing he wants to admit, then the worst result is that there is a mole around him, and what he will do next is undoubtedly a clown in their eyes, humiliating himself!

The Zhai family did take the dry shares, but they were given by their own hands, as for those scattered shops, a few families were scattered, and in addition to the official power, there were indeed a few old surnames in the city, and the list of people in their hearts was combed from the inside to the outside a few times, and the faces were spinning and jumping in the depths of the brain without stopping.

Lu Xiangjie doesn't like to scare himself like this, it's a waste of effort, there is no evidence in his hands, he has no clue, and he can't draw any conclusions.

The night is getting dark, Uncle Xu is old, and he sleeps early, so it's not good to disturb again.

Trying his best to curb his unbridled suspicions and overflowing imagination, but the subconscious mind of the grass and trees always prevails.

As soon as he looked up, Lu Xiangjie arrived at Huang Lingying's courtyard.

The grass planted at the gate of the courtyard has long since withered and is not formed, lacking care, and no one cares about it, and it is lonely and dusty, and it is crushed to ashes.

Huang Lingying's fate was single-handedly promoted, after the Huang family was wiped out, the Huang family did not save the clansmen left behind, but instead begged for relatives everywhere like headless flies......

The past is like a white horse, how many times it was cold, cold and hateful, but the gap was only for a moment.

Bypassing the main courtyard, Lu Xiangjie picked the side door, the door was not locked, and he sneaked in a little short.

Since returning from Zheye Temple, Lu Xiangjie has only been to this courtyard one of the few times, one is to visit the hard-hit Huang Lingying with everyone, when he was just carried back, Mrs. Lu did not ask Lu Xiangjie and Lu Zhijie to enter the courtyard, only stood outside the courtyard, and was hurriedly pushed back after expressing a little heart.

Lu Xiangjie still remembered that he was not very relieved that he was on Huang Lingying, but admired Lu Zhijie's clumsy acting skills with great interest.

The latter time was when Huang Lingying attempted suicide, Lu Xiangjie didn't want to come over, but the naturally arrogant woman, especially the pretentious woman with a stunning appearance, was born with a lack of a string called "forbearance" in her mind, and there was a little maid left by her side, and she had to kill her with her own hands.

Asking Lu Xiangjie not to come, Huang Lingying desperately began to take the third step of the classic repertoire, hanged herself, and called her personal maid Huang Ying to make trouble in front of Mrs. Lu, Lu Xiangjie kept her free to come and go because it was for the sake of Mrs. Lu that she had to ask Huang Lingying when she woke up.

Failing to save the clan has become Mrs. Lu's obsession, and she can't be dissolved, Huang Ying is the girl of the Huang family, and Mrs. Lu can trust it.

It's a pity that the matter came out, and there was no need for Lu Xiangjie to do it, Mrs. Lu immediately changed the people around Huang Lingying, and in order to avoid the taboo of Mrs. Lu, she also entrusted Mrs. Lu's mother to personally go to pick and buy with the traffickers.

Where the yellow warbler went, no one asked.

Huang Lingying, who lost her only confidant, was even more tightly guarded in the courtyard, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

I heard that Huang Lingying committed suicide twice after that, and the results were naturally attempted, but the transmission did not become a shadow, Mrs. Lu sent someone to see it, Huang Lingying was heavily drugged, unconscious, and couldn't see any clues.

Picking up the gray grass branches, this side gate is built on the edge of the flower shed in the small courtyard, and a few years ago there was a path, and it is not easy to even enter the courtyard at this time.

At night, the mother-in-law who guarded the door fell asleep on the brick surface at the gate of the courtyard, and even kicked her shoes out of the distance.

There was silence in the main room, and some people in the people said that this Miss Cousin was stimulated, lost her mind and went crazy, and she loved to talk nonsense at night, and the little girl below did not dare to come to the garden at night to mess around, for fear of bumping into Miss Cousin who was crazy about her heart.

The figure in the memory gradually coincided with the scorched and haggard face on the sickbed, and when he went to the capital to take the exam, he was going to visit the Huang family's Rongjue Mansion at that time, in Huang Lingying's eyes, he may be a poor cousin from the countryside, but he barely glanced at himself a few more times because of his face, and sat down with half a cup of tea.

Huang Lingying has loved to wear red since she was a child, her rich and flamboyant appearance is the most suitable for her, she is as glamorous as fire, a high-rise flower in the capital, even when she whips her on the street and beats her life, she can provoke a romantic genius to leave poems for her.

What a beautiful scenery, who would have thought that such a glamorous woman would be strengthened in the back mountain of a ruined temple.

Thinking about the beginning, the half-ripe young Lu Xiangjie also had so many silks, but unfortunately the light and shadow passed with the flowing water, and the ambiguity of the year was already on the road with the rolling fame of the pia chicken, leaving a ripple afterimage with a sweet circle of light.

Leaning on the door frame, Lu Xiangjie was timid, groaned slightly, put away the mess in his mind before pushing the door in, and slowly came to the bed, and the person on the bed seemed to be tied up straight and resting in the quilt.

Turning his head to look at the low couch in the outhouse, Lu Xiangjie always felt vaguely untrue in his heart, as if something was about to smash out of the cavity.

Suddenly, there was an extreme lightning, and Lu Xiangjie snapped open the silk gauze bed tent, and in the next second, he tore off the quilt wrapped in the bed, and there was a hollow straw weaving erected inside.

The night watchman who disappeared on the low couch, the unlocked door, hurried to the main gate of the courtyard, and the doorkeeper who fell asleep on the ground was really out of breath, and her mind did not belong, and she was confused, so she didn't find that it was a dead person lying down, and there was no ordinary person's wheezing ups and downs on her body.

With a frown, Lu Xiangjie's brain turned, and he turned around and went into the room to look at the room by the moonlight, the large things were there, but the clothes in the cabinet were suddenly missing a layer, shoes and socks jewelry...... Lu Xiangjie quickly turned around in the house, and after a general plan in his heart, he hurried back to the outer courtyard of the Lu family along the original road, sent a small servant to wake up Uncle Xu, and ordered someone to chase along the official road.