In late autumn, there are a lot of dead leaves under the steps, only a few tall oleanders outside the corridor are still lush green, and the long and narrow leaves are shining with leathery brilliance.

Zhifeng hurriedly walked under the porch and stopped outside the door.

Still hesitating to knock on the door, the door moved slightly inward, and Guan He walked into the porch with a gloomy face.

"How?" Zhifeng asked in a low voice.

“…… Lao Zhifeng persuaded the son. Guan He only said this sentence.

"It's a foregone conclusion, what can I advise? Besides, even if I say it, do you think Xuanqing will listen? Zhifeng frowned and squeezed the small porcelain bottle in his hand.

Everything has been done, and now all they need is to wait, and when King Fushun dies, Yuan Mu's calculations will all come to naught.

As for Yuan Rin, he has almost completely given up on medical treatment now, and is unwilling to take any medicine every day except for analgesic medicine.

"Childe never listens to persuasion...... If Miss Yan is still here, maybe ......" Guan He shook his head.

Zhifeng's brows became more and more frowned, and he raised his eyes to look at the sky that was gradually darkening, "...... Do you really think he killed that girl? ”

"At that time, I was hiding in the shadows and seeing ...... with my own eyes" Guan He shook his head again, whether he was shocked or didn't want to believe it at the time, this was the case, he saw Yuan Rin kill Zhu Yan with his own hands, and Zhu Yan didn't even struggle, obviously he did what he did.

"What you see with your own eyes is sometimes not necessarily true...... Didn't he tell you? Zhifeng sneered, "That girl is much smarter, even if she hears Xuanqing and Zhuzhi say that with her own ears, she won't believe it." ”

Guan He raised his eyebrows. The voice was lowered, "But Miss Yan's ...... After the body was found by Xiang, he went out to the funeral and held a vigil like ordinary people. The burial of Zhu's grave is no different, and the mourning of everyone does not seem to be fake. ”

"Doesn't it look like a fake?" There was a hint of a smile in Zhifeng's voice, "If you really think that she is dead, then naturally your expression cannot be faked." ”

Guan He lowered his head in understanding, "What does the prince mean...... Miss Yan didn't die at all. This is just a scene between her and Childe? ”

In this way, it is easy to say why Zhu Yan did not struggle.

Zhifeng nodded and was silent for a while. Shaking his head again, "Not necessarily." ”

“…… Also, all the things that Childe did later were to leave here safely with Miss Yan. If she's really alive. How could Childe be so self-abandoned? ”

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yuan Rin has been like this recently, and it is clear that he doesn't want to live anymore, if Zhu Yan is still alive, why is he here?

Zhifeng sighed, "No matter what...... I still don't believe. ”

As for why he didn't believe it, in addition to the contest in his heart, another thing that made him feel puzzled was that. If Zhu Yan is really dead, then why did Yuan Rin still order Guan He to find people to secretly spread the news of Zhu Heng and Qianyun in the past few days?

Although he couldn't see the impact of those few things in the previous dynasty for the time being. But with Yuan Rin's temperament, how could he do such a boring thing - most likely for the sake of the girl's "resurrection from the dead" in the future.

After thinking for a while, Zhifeng pushed the door into the house.

It was dark inside, all the curtains were drawn, and there were no candles, except for a faint smell of wine, and a little shredded wind chimes.

Yuan Rin was leaning on the side, looking up slightly at a copper wind chime hanging on the flower drain, his dark face was hidden in the shadows and could not be seen clearly, but Zhifeng could perceive that it was not as good as before.

After sitting down across from him, Gui Feng put the porcelain bottle in his sleeve on a few sides, lowered his head and took a sip of the remaining wine, frowning and shaking his head, "Tsk, drink such strong wine?" In fact, if you still have a long life, I have medicine there, which is much happier than yours. ”

Yuan Rin looked at the wind chimes that shook from time to time on the flower leak, and only replied in a dumb voice after a long time, "No need. ”

"What ...... is this wind chime?" Zhifeng followed his gaze, the wind chimes were very large, and the outer wall was carved with ancient patterns, and large patches of green patina were scattered from the gaps in the patterns, and he seemed to have never seen him take them out to enjoy before.

"When Shangjing was broken, Qianyun went in and out of the palace alone to look for the silver butterfly hairpin, and happened to meet her sister, so he took her out of the palace and left this thing to show her identity." Yuan Rin did not conceal it, now that Qianyun is dead and Yaohua is dead, there is no need to conceal this.

If Qianyun hadn't saved Yuan Yaohua at the beginning, then he wouldn't have sought medical treatment everywhere, wouldn't have met a miracle doctor, wouldn't have gone to Jiangnan in the early spring of that year, and wouldn't have met Zhu Yan......

But Qianyun did that, so some things were decided a long, long time ago.

Zhifeng raised his eyebrows and sat upright, "While you're not dead, I have a question for you." ”

“…… Please speak. Yuan Rin glanced at him lightly, "You know that I won't live long, and my mouth is still so poisonous." ”

"Oh, I just want to ask if that girl is alive or dead." Zhifeng told the truth.

Yuan Rin smiled lightly and did not answer immediately, but continued the story of Fang Cai: "When my sister returned home, her consciousness was sometimes good and bad, no matter how much medicine she used, it would never work...... She never said it until she told Ah Yan in person that she was not actually sick, and most of them were just pretending. ”

Although Zhifeng didn't understand what this had to do with Zhu Yan's matter, he still couldn't help being mean and listened patiently.

Although my sister still failed to deceive her father in the end...... But she taught me that if you want to do something false, you must not teach a second person other than yourself, even if you are loved one. ”

“…… I understand. Zhifeng nodded, "That is, even the girl herself thought that you were going to kill her?" But...... Guan He said you were ...... at the time How is this done? ”

"Just control the force and the time."

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In the elegantly furnished room, the colored veil hung low, and the air was filled with the smell of Su Hexiang, which was a little unreal.

The veil suddenly lifted a little, and a woman in a middle coat stepped off the bed, her steps a little vain, her long hair scattered, covering most of her face.

She looked around quietly, looked down at her hands, and remained silent.

"Qi Niang, the girl has been asleep for more than half a month, why haven't she woken up?" The girl's voice was a little crying, but it was not despair, and there was still a little anticipation and joy vaguely.

The woman in the middle coat looked up in confusion, and following the direction from which the voice came, she saw a hand lift the yellow veil on one side, and then moved in a young girl.

"Auntie...... Girl! Are you awake?! The girl looked at the confused woman in astonishment, the brocade plate in her hand and all the objects on the plate fell to the ground, and a pair of crying and swollen eyes revealed the brilliance of mixed feelings.

“…… White apples. Zhu Yan heard his extremely hoarse voice sound. (To be continued......)