Liang Chenjing's mood fluctuated sharply, he did not rush back to the house with light skills, but walked on the street expressionlessly, letting the people on the street come and go, but there was nothing in his eyes, and he repeated Xiao Xia's words over and over again in his mind.

Linglong has bad intentions, Linglong colludes with the descendants, Linglong uses Gu poison without permission, and Linglong kills his grandmother......

No, it can't be, she is my pillow person, I have been married to me for more than a year, I love her so much, I vow to love her and protect her for the rest of my life, she is so smart and pleasing but never harmless, how can she do such a thing?

But Xiao Xia's explanation is exactly in line with many seemingly incredible and incomprehensible events in the past, Guilan is the personal maid of the eldest brother, and she is the best of the maidservants of the Liang Mansion, she can still be controlled by Gu poison, what else is impossible ......?

Liang Chenjing was sure and negative on the one hand, and the two collided, torturing his brain so much that it was about to smash open!

He suddenly stopped, clenched his fists into the sky and roared, as if this was the way to vent the pain in his heart.

Such a move frightened the passers-by around to dodge, thinking that he had lost his mind and went crazy, and asked whose son this was.

"Brother Chenjing!"

His shoulders sank heavily, Liang Chenjing instinctively made a move, turned around and slapped the other party back a few feet.

Shangguan Yan turned around a few times before he stabilized, and several of his entourage beauties stood in front of Shangguan Yan and scolded angrily: "Second son, what are you doing? My son-in-law kindly greeted you, why did you kill him? ”

Liang Chenjing suddenly came back to his senses, swept his eyes, and saw that everyone was looking at him in horror, remembering his previous atrocities, he was shocked, he was quite sorry for Shangguan Yan, and personally stepped forward to salute: "I'm sorry." Brother Shangguan, are you alright? ”

Shangguan Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and waved the maids away: "Hehe, it's okay, the first guard of this dynasty really lives up to his reputation, Brother Chenjing, your kung fu is even more refined than last time!" ”

Liang Chenjing was quite embarrassed: "I'm sorry. Brother Shangguan. It was an accident. ”

"It's okay, I know you're sad about the old lady's affairs, and it's reasonable to vent it to my old friend. How. The house is arranged, right? Do you want me to have a drink with you, brother? ”

Liang Chenjing rolled his eyes: "No, grandma hasn't been buried yet, I have to go back to keep filial piety, let's do it later!" ”

"Hey. Wait, Brother Chenjing. You...... Something, right? The left and right have already come out, so why don't you talk to me, maybe you can feel better. ”

Liang Chenjing glanced at him, he was cold in nature. Since childhood, few people are willing to be close to him, Shangguan Yan is one of his few friends, and he used to ask him for a drink whenever he had troubles. Even if you don't say anything, you have to feel better, only after learning that Linglong's body is different. Less and less time with him.

"Brother Chenjing, look, there is a teahouse in front, let's go sit down? Let's go! Liang Chenjing didn't speak, and let Shangguan Yan pull him into the teahouse.

Shangguan Yan retreated left and right, and poured him tea with his own hands: "Brother Chenjing, how is Miss Su Er doing lately?" ”

As soon as Su Linglong was mentioned, Liang Chenjing's face was a little tangled and complicated: "Why did you mention her?" ”

"Oh? Is Brother Chenjing jealous? Although her brother accompanied her to Huguo Temple last time, her brother is very innocent, and Brother Chenjing won't hold a grudge against his brother because of this, right? ”

Liang Chenjing raised his eyes: "When?" ”

"Huh?"

"When did you accompany Linglong to Huguo Temple?"

"Come to think of it, it seems like it was a month ago! Strange to say, why do I think Miss Su Er is different from before? ”

"What's the difference?"

Shangguan Yan held his chin and glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Second Miss Su is Brother Chenjing's pillow person, don't you know better?" ”

Liang Chenjing's face was solemn: "Tell me, what did she do when she went to Huguo Temple?" ”

"This ...... It didn't seem to have done anything, just met a few strange monks and said some strange things. ”

"What?" Liang Chenjing's face was solemn, which made the lazy Shangguan Yan also take his heart.

A quarter of an hour later, Liang Chenjing came out of the teahouse, without saying a word with a straight face, he didn't stop, so that Shangqinggong quickly swept in the direction of Liangfu. Shangguan Yan stood by the window of the teahouse, holding a fan and shaking it gently, and a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes.

After Liang Chenjing returned home, he went straight back to his yard to find Su Linglong, but Su Linglong was not there, and the next person said that she was guarding filial piety for the old lady in the mourning hall.

He searched everywhere he could, from the dresser, in the jewelry box, in the cabinet, in the drawer, under the bed, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

She paced slowly around the room, carefully recalling Su Linglong's every move in the past few months.

In the past, Linglong liked to write and draw on the table under the bed, so he specially asked someone to add an extra desk to the room, but the table was suddenly removed, and Linglong never took a pen again, but later Xiaoxia liked it very much, and she was always holding a pen and paper to write and draw when she saw her, and the serious side face in that posture was so similar to the previous Linglong!

Liang Chenjing stopped and shook his head, no, what does Xiao Xia have to do with Linglong? How could they have imagined? Obviously two completely different people.

He looked up again, and suddenly saw a corner of the painting tube on the top of the wardrobe, which contained the portrait that Linglong painted to himself before marriage, which he had always cherished, so it could be regarded as a token of their love, right?

He sighed in his heart, he never thought that Linglong and himself would have the same bed and dream one day.

He jumped lightly and took down the scroll that adults couldn't reach even on a stool, this thing had been on it for a while, and it didn't even fall dust, it must have been Linglong often taken out to see it, right?

Thinking of this, Liang Chenjing's heart warmed, and he suddenly felt that he must have thought too much, what Xiao Xia and Shangguan Yan said might just be a coincidence, look, Linglong still has feelings for himself, doesn't he?

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he took out the scroll, slowly opened it a little, and the eye-catching handwriting on the painting made him feel shocked.

On the originally light and beautiful picture, the man was still terrifyingly deserted, but even the entire portrait on the man's face and body was smeared with messy brushes and inks, making a mess. And the string of chaotic self under the picture scroll made him even more frightened: to die! Die! Die!

Liang Chenjing's hand was loosened, and the scroll fell to the ground, and at this time, the voice of the maid suddenly came from outside the door: "Second young grandmother, be careful, you must be very tired after guarding all night, right?" ”

"It doesn't matter. Second young master? ”

"In the house."

Then came the voice of Soso. Liang Chenjing quickly put away the scroll and threw it into the top of the cabinet, and quickly restored the messy dresser to its original state.

With a snap, a box fell to the ground. Liang Chenjing leaned over to pick it up, and saw a string of Buddhist beads falling to the ground, exactly the same as the string on his wrist.

He picked up the Buddha bead and looked at it in a trance, just as Su Linglong walked in. Seeing that the Buddha bead was inexplicably flustered, she quickly walked over and snatched the Buddha bead and put it on: "Oops." I was so flustered yesterday that I forgot to wear it! This is something that the old lady gave me, how could I fall behind, wearing her as if the old lady was by my side. ”

Su Linglong sniffed. looked at Liang Chenjing with teary eyes: "Husband, don't be too sad, the old lady will definitely punish the murderer." ”

Liang Chenjing looked at the familiar face in front of him in a daze. He was suddenly in a trance, and he had a feeling that he didn't know where he was.

This is Linglong. It's my beloved wife, she is so kind and so cute, Liang Chenjing slowly raised his hand to caress Su Linglong's cheek, and before touching her, he suddenly remembered Xiao Xia's words, he stiffly withdrew his hand and turned around and said coldly:

"Didn't I tell you, without my permission, you are not allowed to step out of the door for half a step, why did you go?"

Su Linglong's eyes flashed slightly, and he lowered his head and stirred his fingers to make a sad gesture: "Husband, the concubine knows that it is wrong, the concubine should not blame her sister when the old lady's life and death are uncertain, and the concubine will never be there again, but the old lady has already gone, and the old lady hurts me so much in front of him, you can't help me from being filial, husband!" ”

Liang Chenjing secretly clenched his fists, such a spirit made his heart soften, but the portrait he had just seen reminded him from time to time. He was ruthless: "It's okay to keep filial piety, you are not allowed to go anywhere else except to go to the mourning hall." ”

Liang Chenjing dropped this sentence and strode out of the door, Su Linglong shouted sadly: "Husband, I have already admitted my mistake, can't you forgive me this time?" Husband! ”

Su Linglong's call was just torment for Liang Chenjing, he was afraid that he would be soft-hearted, so he flew out of the courtyard as soon as he lifted his breath.

Su Linglong sat at the door of the upper room and cried for a long time, waiting for Zhishu Zhihua to help her back to lie down, she suddenly grabbed Zhishu's hand: "When did the husband come back?" ”

Su Linglong's face was pale, his face was hideous, and he was so frightened that he knelt down: "Miss, my uncle is at the door that will advance a quarter of an hour after you come back." ”

"What did he do?"

"As soon as my uncle came back, he went into the upper room and closed the door, not letting the slave and maid wait to come in, and the slave didn't know what he was doing?"

Su Linglong squinted slightly and looked at the top of the tent for a long time, then got out of bed by herself, paced slowly in the house, and looked at the room with her eyes, which seemed to be nothing wrong on the surface, but she still found out that the order of the jewelry box on the dresser was messy, the drawers had been moved, and the wardrobe had been turned over.

Heh, is he starting to doubt me? Doubt, just doubt, go ahead, the old lady has not been buried yet, even if he suspects me, as long as he does not find definite evidence, he will never move me at this time, even if he wants the Liang family, he will not allow it.

The old lady was buried seven days later, seven days! After seven days, the court has changed greatly, and it is not certain who is in charge! became the Liang Mansion full of beheadings, and I just happened to be able to get rid of this identity and enter the palace as a concubine, and the scenery has been infinite since then; Even if it doesn't work, the identity of the young grandmother of Liang Guogong's Mansion is okay, I can settle it with a plan, am I afraid that he will be suspicious? Hehe!

Su Linglong wanted to look up to the sky and laugh heartily, but she couldn't help it, and just used a handkerchief to hide her charming lips and smile.

Liang Chenjing came out of his yard and habitually came to the old lady's yard, which had been converted into a mourning hall at this time, and the old lady lay quietly in the coffin, and Miao Dandan knelt in the hall with the maid and cried in a low voice.

Liang Chenjing's face was expressionless, and he walked to the coffin step by step, looking at the old lady lying in the bushes, her face was pale, her lips were black, her eyes were closed, and her facial features had begun to deform.

Liang Chenjing's heart was sour, thinking of his grandmother's love for him since he was a child, and this Zheng Zheng man with the title of the first guard of this dynasty couldn't help but cry secretly.

After a long time, he felt a sinking on his shoulders, and then sighed lightly: "Second brother, don't be sad, grandma won't be happy to see you like this!" ”

Liang Chenjing's eyes were red, and he turned his head to look at his eldest brother, he wanted to speak, but his mouth was choked and he couldn't make a sound.

Liang Chenyu patted him on the shoulder vigorously: "Second brother, you are a man, don't be like this." ”

Then he took out a silver chopstick from his sleeve and said to the old lady: "Grandma, forgive your grandson for being rude!" ”

He held the silver chopsticks with a handkerchief and inserted them into the old lady's mouth, and the silver chopsticks instantly turned black, and even smoked near his lips. Liang Chenjing was shocked: "Big brother, what are you doing?" ”

Liang Chenyu silently took out the silver chopsticks and put them away, and said to him: "Second brother, I have something to say, you come with me." ”

The two brothers walked out of the mourning hall one after the other, Miao Dandan looked at Liang Chenyu walking in front of her, but the other party didn't even look at her, she was even more sad in her heart, covering her face and crying bitterly.

Liang Chenyu took Liang Chenjing to the Huxin Pavilion, where the view is wide, and the surrounding houses are unobstructed, which is a good place to talk.

Liang Chenyu looked at the lake with his hands in his hands, and Liang Chenjing stood beside him: "Big brother, what do you want to say?" ”

Liang Chenyu took out the silver chopsticks: "You also saw it, what do you think?" ”

Liang Chenjing lowered his eyebrows for a long time, and his heart was tangled and complicated: "I heard that grandma drank the tea served by Xiao Xia......"

"You also think it's Natsu?"

Liang Chenyu's questioning tone made Liang Chenjing feel uncomfortable: "I didn't say that, I didn't want to investigate the matter before my grandmother was buried in the ground, so as not to spare him." ”

"Haven't you already met Natsu? What did she say? ”

Liang Chenjing looked at Liang Chenyu in surprise: "You know? ”

"How?"

"She ......" Liang Chenyu remembered what Xiao Xia told him, he still can't believe it, but Xiao Xia can't speak and can only write with a pen, before he left, he took advantage of Xiao Xia's inattention and quietly took away a few pieces of paper written by Xiao Xia.

When the eldest brother asked, he really didn't know where to start, so he handed over the pieces of paper.

Liang Chenyu was furious when he saw half of it: "What! Su Linglong is a slut, she actually ...... Dandan"

Liang Chenyu turned around to leave, but Liang Chenjing hurriedly stopped her: "Big brother, now is not the time to pursue it, let alone ...... Xiao Xia's words may not be credible, and they still need to be checked. ”

"Check what? Don't you still believe him? Do you know who she is? ”

Liang Chenjing looked at Liang Chenyu's strange face, he was suspicious, and he felt as if he had really ignored something?

"Big brother, what did you say?" (To be continued.) )