Since the seventh day of the first month, Lu Qinghuan has officially followed Pei Yuan's side and worked for him. said that it was an office, but in fact, it was just an errand of copying and writing, and it was not investigated as it was at the beginning, I think it was because Ming County had been a lot more peaceful recently.

Pei Yuan saw that she was frowning while copying the dossier, so he asked her with a smile, "What?" Still thinking about that case? ”

Lu Qinghuan nodded, a few days have passed, although the flower seller has confessed, but he is secretive about why he killed people, and he does not want to mention it.

Originally, the flower seller was caught, and the case should have nothing to do with Lu Qinghuan, but she couldn't forget the eyes of the flower seller when she was arrested, full of life.

"Since we want to know, it doesn't hurt for us to look it up."

Lu Qinghuan raised his head in surprise and glanced at the mountains of case files on the table, "Don't you need to copy it?" ”

"Don't be in a hurry, copying the dossier is just to let you be familiar with it and understand the rules of the Imperial Historical Observatory."

That means that these files don't need to be copied at all, they were all found by Pei Yuan to toss her! Lu Qinghuan gritted her teeth and glared at Pei Yuan fiercely, although she knew that he was kind, but her arm was sore for the past two days, but she couldn't sleep after being tortured!

Lu Qinghuan turned the brush in his hand, and suddenly raised his hand, and the ink on the brush instantly flew out towards Pei Yuan.

Pei Yuan's expression remained unchanged, he turned around, avoided those ink spots, and smiled helplessly: "Qinghuan, your temper is too bad, you should change it!" ”

"Don't change it, what can you do with me!" Lu Qinghuan snorted, raised his chin, and looked pampered.

The Lu Qinghuan I see on weekdays is a mature and stable look, rejecting people thousands of miles away, but now showing such a rare naughty appearance makes Pei Yuan can't help but be excited.

Pei Yuan smiled very dotingly: "Then don't change it!" Anyway......"

"Anyway what?" Lu Qinghuan always felt that Pei Yuan's attitude towards her was a little strange, but if he wanted to say what was strange, he couldn't say it.

"It's nothing ......" Pei Yuan shook his head, and secretly added in his heart, anyway, as long as I like it!

Looking at Lu Qinghuan's pretty face full of doubts, Pei Yuan was in a very good mood, and waved his hand: "Let's go, Qinghuan lady, let's go to the flower garden to check first!" ”

Pei Yuan initially called her Lu Niangzi, and after she was familiar with it, she called her by her name, but suddenly a sentence of Qinghuan Niangzi appeared, which made Lu Qinghuan sound very awkward, she knew that in the Zhou Dynasty, Niangzi was not only a name for other young ladies, but also for her own wife.

However, this awkwardness was quickly abandoned by her, and her attention quickly shifted to investigating the flower seller's past.

Driven by Ajia, the two of them arrived at the flower garden together.

The flower garden has been closed since the flower seller was arrested, and it is located in the middle of nowhere, and few people come, so it seems even more deserted and secluded at this time.

Lu Qinghuan asked Pei Yuandao a little strangely: "Didn't we check it last time, there is nothing here?" ”

"It's true that nothing was found...... Pei Yuan paused, and muttered: "Since we are fine, it doesn't hurt to check again." ”

The two wandered around the flower garden for a long time, but found nothing new, so they went into the thatched hut where the flower seller lived, to see if there was any omission in the last search.

This thatched hut is divided into a middle hall and an inner room, which is very simple and dilapidated, Lu Qinghuan walked around the middle hall, and there is nothing special about it. There is only one earthen kang in the inner room, and two broken boxes, and there is not even a decent piece of furniture, which shows how poor the life of this flower seller is.

Lu Qinghuan checked the two broken boxes, there were only a few patched clothes inside, but at the bottom of the box, there was a red jacket.

Lu Qinghuan frowned, this jacket is obviously a woman's clothes, a flower seller who lives alone, why is there a woman's clothes?

She took out the red jacket, opened it and examined it carefully, and found that there were several traces of tearing on it, although it had been sewn and repaired, but it could be seen that the sewing person was not very good at it, the stitches were crooked, very obvious, and the most important thing was the position of the neckline of the red jacket, there were a very light dark brown traces.

Lu Qinghuan's heart sank, this dark brown trace was most likely left after the blood dried up, although it had been cleaned, it didn't seem to be completely washed off.

Holding the padded jacket in her hand, Lu Qinghuan walked out of the grass hut, but she didn't see Pei Yuan's figure, she walked around a little strangely, and finally found Pei Yuan in a corner of Merlin, a few steps away from the old plum tree where the corpse was buried.

"What are you looking at?"

Pei Yuan turned around when he heard the sound, and when he saw Lu Qinghuan coming, his silent expression loosened slightly, and he pointed to a tombstone in front of him, and said, "Presumably, the one buried here is the daughter of the flower seller." ”

There is no inscription on the tombstone, only "The Tomb of the Beloved Daughter Wanwan", and the time.

According to the time calculation, it is the monument erected eleven years ago.

"This ......" Lu Qinghuan vaguely guessed the truth behind the matter, and also guessed why the flower sellers hated those people so much-

Eleven years ago, the four of them moved to Ming County together, and when they passed through the suburbs, they happened to meet Wanwan, a girl who was upright and young, and the four of them had evil thoughts. Wanwan was so humiliated that she bit her tongue and committed suicide. When the flower seller returned, he saw his daughter's cold corpse and torn dress.

After he buried his daughter, the hatred in his heart deepened, and finally a year later, he stabbed three of the four. It's just that the last person has been unable to get close because of his caution, so it wasn't until ten years later that he found an opportunity to kill the other party.

Presumably, Wanwan was killed under the sprinkling of golden plum trees back then, which is why the flower seller stubbornly buried the corpses of several people under the plum blossoms.

Such a truth reminded her of Ah Li.

The bandits who hurt Ah Li back then have long been brought to justice, but what about that? The damage that Ah Li has endured will never change.

Women, no matter what dynasty or country, will always be a high-risk victim, although she does not want to admit it, but this is an indisputable fact.

Pei Yuan keenly felt that Lu Qinghuan's feelings had become very low, even the corners of her eyes were a little red with a smile, and tears were pouring in her eyes, but she was always silent.

He wanted to ask her, what was hidden in her heart, but he didn't dare to ask. Because he knew too well that as long as he asked, Lu Qinghuan would immediately hide in his protective circle, no matter how close he was, she would only get farther and farther away from him.

The two stood in front of the tombstone for a long time, until Lu Qinghuan felt that her legs were numb, and she realized that it was getting late. With a stiff expression, he moved his numb legs, and Lu Qinghuan looked at Pei Yuan with grinning teeth and said, "What now?" It's getting late, can we still go back to the city? ”