Three days later is the day of Zigui's burial, and the place where he is buried is the Lotus Nunnery in the suburbs near Bailang Town, which is Zigui's last wish.

The Lotus Nunnery is ancient, built alone in a mulberry field, and there is nothing to identify other than the light Daiwa with a roof exposed among the green leaves.

A simple catalpa coffin was buried in the soil with fluttering paper money, and Zhu Yan kept holding Zhu Qi firmly, worried that she would pounce on it to prevent people from cultivating the soil.

The child wrapped in her arms was already crying and was about to faint, Zhu Yan squatted beside her, rubbing Zhu Qi's tearful little face with her forehead from time to time, and comforting her in a low voice.

After the last pinch of soil was covered, Zhu Qi still broke free from her with all her strength, and threw herself on the newly built tomb regardless of it, crying sadly and sadly, and hearing it was heartbroken.

"Ah Qi, are you tired, let Mingzi and Brother Liu send you back first?" Zhu Yan stepped forward slowly, gently rubbing the withered linen cloth she was wearing on her head, and pulled her down the corridor of the Lotus Nunnery.

Zhu Qi obviously didn't want to go back, but she cried for a long time, her whole head was groggy, and she was hugged into the carriage by Liu Zixin when there was no embankment.

"Sister Swallow, let's go back first." Mingzi twisted his eyebrows, his eyes flickered, he was very worried, Zhu Qi was clearly such a spicy little girl, but she was crying so much these days, she couldn't persuade her, it was really sad.

"Okay." Zhu Yan walked into the corridor with his eyebrows raised, picked up a flower hoe under the stone bricks wrapped in an arm-length linen, and looked up to see that Mingzi had not left. He smiled abruptly, "Akiko, you have something to think of." Make Ah Qi happy. ”

Mingzi was stunned for a moment, then nodded and solemnly agreed, "I know, Sister Yanzi, don't worry." ”

Zhu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and dismantled the linen cloth piece by piece, and inside was a coiled plum blossom. She moved out of the red bones in the backyard, and she thought that Zigui would like the red plum in the bones at the head of the tomb.

"Ah Yan, when are you going to go back?" Yuan Rin has been standing quietly under the corridor. It wasn't until all the idle people in the nunnery had left that they slowly walked to the newly erected tomb.

It was a rainy season, and the soil on the tomb was very soft and had a little damp mist. A blue and white stone monument stood quietly. The part buried in the earth is marked by the moisture of the ground.

In addition to Zhu Yan wholeheartedly planting the red tree in the bones, there is also an old nun in a gray robe standing at the head of the tomb, chanting in a low voice.

"Xuanqing, let's go back too." Zhu Yan carefully cultivated the soil and replanted the gourd moss that had been dug up around him, then got up and took the handkerchief he handed over, dipped the rain in the bamboo tube on the side and wiped the soil off his hands, "I'm worried about Ah Qi." She cried very sadly. ”

Zhu Qi has been dependent on Zigui since she was a child, although she has developed a pungent temperament. After all, she is still an ignorant little girl, and she suddenly separates from her closest person, how to persuade her?

"Two, stay." A low, hoarse voice called them out.

The person who spoke was the old nun, with a very soft lowered brow, somewhat like a statue of a bodhisattva.

Zhu Yan stood on his feet and looked at her sideways.

"Miss Zhu, you and Qianyun's appearance is very similar." The old nun looked at her with a pair of gentle eyes, and approached with a slow and trembling step.

"Qianyun ......?" Zhu Yan shook her head, she hadn't heard of this name, "What are you talking about...... Is it a sub-rule? ”

Lao Ni stood on his feet, an old hand reached into his sleeve, and his eyes sank slightly, "It turns out that she changed her name to 'Zigui'?" The Zigui Bird ...... of the Dead Country Crying Blood"

She turned around, and the blue-white stone tablet was not engraved with a single word, but only a curved red plum with a very shallow knife technique, and the woman whose background was a mystery did not leave her name.

The old nun's curled hand slowly poked out of his sleeve, and he took Zhu Yan's hand and stroked it gently.

Zhu Yan felt that she had handed a bag into her hand, her eyebrows raised slightly, and then she slanted over the wide sleeve, letting the bag slide into the sleeve.

"The poor nun and the Qianyun monk have a lot of fate, and they have to chant for her here, so the two of them will go back first." Lao Ni's brows stretched slightly, and he didn't say a word again.

Zhu Yan was stunned, and Qianyun ...... Layman? What she knew was that the term lay was the name given by the monks to those who practiced Buddhism at home, and some literati also called themselves so, mostly because they also had the idea of being born. This old nun called Zigui a "layman", so it turned out that Zigui had always taken refuge in Buddhism?

"Ah Yan, let's go." Yuan Rin gently held her, since that day, this girl has been much more comfortable with him.

He didn't ask where the original Zhu Yan went, nor did he ask where she came from, he had already said that he wanted the person in front of him, so why bother with those past things?

Zhu Yan kept his brows low, until he entered the car, he took out the brocade bag in the sleeve, which was a simple plain silk, which was supposed to be pressed with a gold thread pattern, but one place was broken, and the pattern became incomplete, and the original appearance could not be distinguished.

Pulling away the pale gold lacing, there was a shaft of strings inside, to be precise, a broken string, vermilion.

"There is indeed a saying of 'Zhu Xian' in the world, but it is the first time I have seen it." Yuan Rin took it from her hand and took a closer look, and then put it back in her bag, "Mr. Juzhi was widely known to fall in love with a kabuki who was good at playing piano music, and the name of that kabuki was indeed Qianyun. ”

"Qianyun ......" Zhu Yan propped his chin and was engrossed, "Shouldn't the names of the singers be soft words?" But this woman has the word "dry", which is quite imposing even if it is replaced by a man's name.

Zhu Yan rubbed the corners of her forehead in distress, leaned against the wall of the car to rest, there have been a lot of things recently, Dou An's mood gradually calmed down, and she had to fold up her spirit to comfort Zhu Qi, Qianyun's death should not be put down so simply, and the strange injured man, his injuries have basically healed, it's time to take on the shoulder armor for him.

As for Xu Suzhen...... I almost forgot about this matter these days, Xu Suzhen has never appeared in this house since she quarreled with her that day, she should still be in Xu's house, right?

"Ah Yan......" Yuan Rin called her, seeing that she seemed to be a little sleepy, he gently hugged her, "Are you tired?" ”

"Let me lean on for a moment." Zhu Yan turned his head sideways, sniffed the faint fragrance of medicine on his body, closed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Did you say that Mother is still in Xu Mansion?" Why didn't she come back? ”

"Mrs. Zhu is indeed there, she and Brother Nai's opinions are a little different, and when they are separated, she should come back." Yuan Rin pursed his lips, Xu Zhao intended to marry Zhu Yan to Beijing, so that the Xu family could connect with this in-law, thus paving the way back to Beijing as an official, but Xu Silk Zhen thought that this would only be unfavorable to Zhu Yan, and refused to accept such an arrangement.

But she is not Zhu Yan's biological mother, is it really just out of nurturing grace to love her so much? And Zhu Heng was just a concubine at the beginning, that is, Zhu Qi's mother Qianyun, if Zhu Yan was not Xu Suzhen's biological daughter, then she was not Qianyun's daughter, not to mention that more than one person said that they looked similar, but why didn't Qianyun recognize her? Even Zhu Qi didn't know that Zhu Yan was her half-sister and half-mother.

"Xuanqing, what are you thinking?" Zhu Yan tilted his head slightly, looking at his solemn expression curiously.

"Nothing." Yuan Rin reached out and hugged her waist, and hugged her already leaning body into his arms, "You got up early today and slept for a while." ”

"Didn't you say you wouldn't hide it from me again?" Zhu Yan glanced at him dissatisfied, sat up straight, and looked at him with a straight face, "Since you know that I am not that weak young lady, you should tell me all those things, the sum of two people is better than you thinking there alone, okay?" ”

Zhu Yan feels that he is also a person who has studied science, and his logical reasoning ability is always not bad.

Yuan Rin frowned, in fact, if you really want to say that there are still doubts, but in terms of Qianyun's identity, the Qin Niang who was once rumored to be indispensable in Beijing back then, her identity should not be so simple.

But in fact, knowing or not knowing Qianyun's life experience will no longer have an impact on their marriage, Xu Suzhen has Xu Zhao to persuade him, and he has the marriage book written by Zhu Heng himself in his hand, as long as Wang Yong's lawsuit in Beijing is suppressed, he can take Zhu Yan back to Beijing.

"You have something to say." Zhu Yan pursed her lips and glared at him, "Let me ask you, what about the portrait of the axial concubine?" ”

"What is this for?" Yuan Rin squinted at her, this look was very cute.

Zhu Yan stroked his face with one hand and sighed lowly, "Isn't my face very common?" Why does any portrait look like me? Also, Ah Qi and that old nun both said that I look like Qianyun...... Do you say that beautiful people look similar? ”

She felt very sad, although people can't look good, but after all, this face is a first impression when it looks there, and the face that Zhu Yan left her is very beautiful, but it's so easy to collide with others, it's too bad.

"You and Qianyun look similar......" Yuan Rin nodded, although Qianyun did not admit it, but from the current clues, it seems that they should be their biological mother and daughter, and it is normal to look like that.

"Don't just nod your head, I'm thinking about it for days." Zhu Yan lowered his head and twisted his sleeves with his fingers, "That murderer killed Qianyun and ruined her appearance, obviously not so that we couldn't recognize her, is it because of jealousy?" ”

In fact, she felt that if the murderer was really Xu Suzhen, it would be very reasonable to do so, after all, Xu Suzhen was definitely not as beautiful as this Qianyun back then, and now it is naturally even more incomparable, maybe because she was robbed of the limelight by the concubine at the beginning, it is reasonable to want revenge, although she doesn't think Xu Suzhen will be so intolerable, but she can accept this reason.

"Perhaps." Yuan Rin replied a little absent-mindedly, Zhu Yan's guess he had already thought about it, but when he heard her mention it today, he suddenly had another idea, the reason why he destroyed Qianyun's appearance and burned those calligraphy, paintings, and small statues, the real reason may be...... Qianyun and Zhu Yan really look too similar, like they can see that the two are mother and daughter as long as they stand together and compare them at a glance. (To be continued......)