The carriage stepped on the snow and slowly drove out of Rongfu. Luo Yan leaned against the wall of the carriage and felt a chill behind her. Rong Xi noticed her strange appearance and reached out to take her in his arms.

"What do you think?"

"Nothing!" Luo Yan didn't want to talk to Rong Xi about the past of vanilla and Qingluan, and there was an indescribable depression in her heart. She vaguely felt that the vanilla's disappearance must be related to Luo Chan, and Qingluan? Luo Yan couldn't help but shudder, and Meng Lingju's gaze appeared in front of her......

"Good weather, let's go walk around the streets?" Rong Xi leaned over her ear and whispered.

Luo Yan retracted her thoughts and smiled at Rong Xi, and the two got out of the car together.

The ten-mile long pavilion is covered with snow makeup, which looks extraordinarily bright and beautiful. There are a lot of people on the street, and when it is closed for the past year, people are busy buying New Year's goods, whether they are rich or poor, everyone has a smile on their faces.

Rong Xi pulled Luo Yan into the long pavilion, "Do you remember here?" ”

"Of course I remember, you and your master used to play chess here......"

"I don't know where the master is now?" Rong Xi looked thoughtful, looking into the distance, the snow and fog on the pier were filled, and the sky and water were mixed.

Luo Yan also followed Rong Xi's gaze, there were many people on the dock, and remembered that when she and Luo Chanhua left Yangzhou at the end of the meeting, it was March of fireworks, and the smoke and rain were cloudy...... I can't help but feel like I'm in a different world. In a trance, a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

Qingluan? It's Qingluan! Luo Yan was stunned for a moment. Qingluan was wearing a colorful dress of red and willow green, which was particularly conspicuous in a group of people who disembarked from the boat.

"Xianggong, that is the maid Qingluan of Yonglu Building, how can Qing'er say that she is missing?" Rong Xi looked up in the direction of Luo Yan's finger, "Are you sure the lady is the maid of the Rong family?" ”

"I'm sure!" Of course, Luo Yan can't forget the figure when Qingluan pounced on her several times and bit her......

"Maybe someone ransomes her life! Qing'er didn't know. ”

Luo Yan snorted, Zhu Xingru was dead, and Luo Yan couldn't hate Qingluan. The slave and maid who follow the evil lord are also pitiful!

"Doesn't seem right!" Rong Xi took Luo Yan's hand, "Look at the two people beside Qingluan." Only then did Luo Yan find that Qingluan was surrounded by two strong men, one on the left and one on the right. After crossing the wharf bridge, a few people took Qingluan into a flat-topped van and drove towards the northwest of the city.

"Fireworks Alley?" Luo Yan and Rong Xi said in unison. Rong Yu furrowed his eyebrows, "How could Yonglu Lou sell the maid to that kind of place!" ”

Luo Yan didn't say anything. Mrs. Cheng's methods of punishing people have always been ruthless, and it is not unusual to sell the maid to Fireworks Alley. But Mrs. Cheng should visit her grandson in the Rongmei Niang Mansion in the capital at this time, and Luo Yan also saw Qingluan during the Winter Festival......

"Let's go ahead and have a look." Luo Yan pulled Rong Yu into the car as she spoke, and followed Qingluan's car to the Cuihong Pavilion by the lake......

When Luo Yan and Rong Xi returned to the dyeing workshop, it was already sunset. At the beginning of the day, a cold wind began to blow at this time. The whole sister-in-law ran back and forth to arrange the food, and the cotton curtains lifted were exposed to a few wisps of cold wind from time to time.

The brocade duck set up the dishes and chopsticks, and gathered the people from the dyeing workshop and the workshop. Rong Yongxi opened a jar of bamboo leaves and poured cups for everyone present, "I'm happy today." You don't have to be formal, you can get drunk and get drunk. In three days, our dyeing workshop and workshop will be closed. Have a good New Year, everyone......"

Everyone frequently raised their glasses to toast, and after a while, Rong Yongxi was a little drunk. "Where did this kid Rong Liu?" Rong Yongxi suddenly found that there was one less person sitting on it.

The sister-in-law hurriedly said that Rong Liu went to incense his father, and today is his father's death day. Rong Yongxi sighed, Mrs. Jiang looked at Mama Zhu, and the room suddenly fell silent.

"Rong Liu is now an adult, and the whole sister-in-law has finally come out! In the future, I will live a good life with Chang Xuan, and there is always something to look forward to. Zhu Mama broke the silence.

"Yes! If it weren't for the life-saving grace of the third grandmother. Rong Liu and I were still there at this time, suffering in the smelly and broken dung garden......" Sister-in-law couldn't help but sigh a little.

"It's all in the past, don't mention it again. Come and drink. The days are only going to get better! Rong Yongxi raised his glass again,

Luo Yan glanced at Rong Xi, thinking that something would happen later, afraid that Rong Xi would be really drunk when she was happy. Rong Xi smiled at her, drank the wine in the glass, got up and pushed his body to rest when he was tired.

"Xianggong wait for me, I'll make your bed......" Luo Yan and Rong Yongxi and Mrs. Jiang retired.

"Yan'er, don't be tired, you can't have no people waiting around, I'll let Jin Yuan go over and wait for you." Seeing that Luo Yan looked a little tired, Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but say with concern.

"Jin Yuan, let's stay with my mother-in-law. After a while, I moved back to the new garden, and I sent a few maids from the house to help. After Luo Yan finished speaking, she lifted the curtain and went out, facing the cold wind and cold wind, Rong Xi was waiting for her outside the door.

The two went back to their room and changed their clothes. Hurried out the door......

At night, the lakeside flower alley is bustling, with swallows and swallows, soft words and warm fragrance. Luo Yan followed Rong Xi into the Emerald Red Pavilion. When the old bustard heard that Rong Xi and Luo Yan were looking for Miss Fengluan, he immediately smiled at the corners of his eyes, "The two masters are really discerning, and the first time they came, they knew that we were the top brand of the Cuihong Pavilion, Miss Fengluan......"

Luo Yan furrowed her brows, and the old bustard immediately noticed. I also feel that I have a lot of words. This Emerald Pavilion is the worst flower building in this area of fireworks alley. The guests are happy to leave, and it is rare to see the arrival of two Peugeot sons, and the old bustard can't help but be sultry......

The old bustard asked the maid to lead Luo Yan and Rong Yu to Fengluan's house, "Sue sù Fengluan is waiting!" The old bustard said.

The little maid led Luo Yan and Rong Xi through the hall and to the back. The scale and pomp of the Cuihong Pavilion are fundamentally different from the Zhaohualou in Lin'an, and the backyard is just a four-square patio surrounded by a dozen or so small houses, and each room has a name tag hanging on the side of the door.

The little maid led them to the last room, and the red gauze lantern under the eaves in front of the door shone a faint crimson red, which made people feel an indescribable ghostly depression in their hearts.

"This is it, please come in." After the little maid finished speaking, she turned around and left, not taking the old bustard's instructions to heart at all. It's no wonder that in such a small flower pavilion, there is no joy of drinking and feasting, let alone the joy of singing and dancing, how can you entertain guests......

Luo Yan glanced at the sign on the door, and the word Fengluan was painted in red paint on the bottom of the log. The two delicate brass rings on the jet-black door were shiny. Luo Yan stretched out her hand and pushed the door, but the door shook twice but did not open. Looking back at Rong Xi, Rong Xi stepped forward and pushed with his hand, and the door creaked and opened. Apparently it was impregnated with the damp air for a long time, and the door panel was deformed.

There was a strange smell on the face, and I couldn't tell whether it was fishy or musty, which made people suffocate their noses.

What the hell is the place, this can also live people! Luo Yan sighed in her heart. After adapting to the darkness in the room, I saw a half-lying person on the bed.

Luo Yan pretended to cough, and the person on the bed trembled and lay down. "If you want to come, hurry up!" Qingluan's voice was numb.

Luo Yan asked Rong Xi to stand by the door, she walked to the bed and shouted Qingluan.

"Why are you here?"

Qingluan glanced at Luo Yan, stunned for a moment, and quickly turned his back again, "Childe recognized the wrong person!" Qingluan obviously didn't want to recognize Luo Yan......

(To be continued.) )