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"That's ...... The first time the slave ...... The maid was also forced......" Shijiang muttered, not so much that she was answering Fu Jun, but that she was speaking to herself.

Fu Jun turned his eyes away, looked at the corner of the room, and said in a flat voice: "I guess too." But you've done it so well this first time that I didn't even notice it. Because from the beginning to the end, you only did one thing, and that was to choose the perfect time to let me see your hands, which were red from the cold without gloves. At this point, her tone couldn't help but be a little self-deprecating and cold: "It wasn't until March, when I was thinking about the past, that Qingman inadvertently said something that made me finally think things through. ”

“…… Sores are often compromised in winter, and gloves are always on the side as long as they are outside......"

“…… Sister Shijiang can't help but be cold when she beats a child......"

These two conversations are just the daily chatter of the maids, but after thinking about it carefully, they led Fu Jun's thoughts to many years ago. That night, the reason why she went to Zhang Zixiu's soybean milk stall was precisely because she saw Shijiang's frozen red and swollen hands.

A person who has been suffering from frostbite for many years and never leaves his gloves, why did he show such a pair of hands in front of her that night?

All her suspicions about Shijiang started with these hands.

Shi Jiang raised his face to look at Fu Jun.

Her face was white and gray, her expression seemed to be sad and painful, her facial features were slightly distorted, and the words spit out from her trembling lips were also intermittent: "The maid is really ...... I really don't know...... He only said to bring the mother to ...... Zhang Zixiu's soybean milk stall...... It's true...... If you know that the mother will be ...... later? The servant will not ......"

The faint voice came to an abrupt halt at this point. Like a piece of music that never ends, it can no longer be continued.

In the closed room, the sound of rain was like muffled thunder, one note after another, knocking on the bottom of people's hearts.

"The maid to the mother...... Be grateful. Shijiang's low voice sounded again, and the voice was faint and empty, and it only rang out. and was disturbed by the sound of the rain.

Oh, yes. She should be grateful.

If Fu Jun hadn't interceded for her, she would have died under the staff of the Hou Ye a long time ago, so how could she be with her for more than ten years?

Fu Jun tugged at the corners of her lips. Pulled out a self-deprecating laugh.

Lu Ying's game that day was laid out, and she inadvertently achieved a river, which can be regarded as providence.

She closed her eyes slightly, hiding the tiredness between her eyebrows: "In this world." There is never such a thing as an 'if' or 'if'. You made a choice to save your loved ones, and that's why. Now you are seen by me. There is such a meeting, and this is the result. Everything in this world, cause and effect, and all we can do. It's just going with your heart, as long as you don't have any regrets. ”

At this point, she paused slightly. Open your eyes and look at the river, after a long time. finally sighed: "You and I are all here." ”

With that, she leaned over and picked up the lantern, and walked out of the western corner without looking back.

The door closed softly behind Fu Jun, and she sighed softly, the heavy rain air contained dampness and coolness.

The scar was revealed, the wound was always not so beautiful, and the funny thing was that she had always prided herself on being calm, only to realize at this time that she was not as calm as she thought.

The corners of his eyes are a little astringent, and so is his heart.

It's just that the people and things in this world can't be controlled by her alone after all, she just feels sad, for the meaninglessness of herself for so long, for the impermanence of this fate.

The wind was raging, and the rain poured down from outside the porch, and soon wet the hem of her skirt, and the cold rain line crept into her face from time to time, and before long, her cheeks were a little wet.

She took a deep breath and walked towards the tall figure standing under the porch.

"Finished?" Meng Yuan looked back at her, his deep voice blended into the wind and rain, it was the music of the cello that came from the water, warm and soft.

Fu Jun nodded lightly and leaned to his side.

"Don't be upset, Jun." He said in a low voice, his warm palm wrapped around her hand, and the heat transmitted from his palm spread to her heart a little bit.

She had a sour nose, but there was a little relief in her heart.

There are only a few people in this world who can stay by your side, and there are occasional companions, who will inevitably drift away and disappear without a trace.

Meng Yuan lowered his head to look at her, his ice eyes were slightly condensed, it was a crumpled starry sky, and it was a fine moonlight in a spring night.

Fu Jun smiled at him: "I'm fine." As he spoke, he shook his hand, and his eyebrows gradually became clear.

"Is there any news from the summer resort?" She asked, her eyes resting on his face, her expression calm.

Meng Yuan was a little distressed, touched her head gently, and said in a low voice: "Summer Resort, Joint Investigation Division, Guogong Mansion, Pingnan Hou Mansion, these places have all sent back news, people...... Caught more than half of it. ”

"More than half?" Fu Jun heard the meaning of his words, and immediately frowned: "What about the palace?" What is the situation in the palace? ”

Only then did Meng Yuan not say anything about the situation in the palace.

Seeing that she asked, Meng Yuan's face sank a little: "The people in the palace are gone." ”

"Are they all gone?" Fu Jun was slightly surprised, "How could it be gone?" Didn't you say that there would be action in the next day, and the personnel sent by the Joint Investigation Division were not watched? ”

Meng Yuan's breath was slightly cold, and his tone was also cold: "Staring is staring, but that group of people entered the treasury in the palace and never came out again." When the people from the Joint Investigation Department went in to investigate, they found that these people had disappeared into nothing. ”

Fu Jun gasped.

"There must be a secret passage in the vault. It's just that in a hurry, the secret passage is not easy to find, Lord He has already sent someone to check, and the others are in front of the bamboo building. Meng Yuan said again.

The bamboo building is the general command center of this operation, but Fu Jun didn't expect that He Jingbian actually came.

Speaking of which, the treasury is the top treasure treasury of the Han Imperial Palace, and the treasures in it are all the best of the best, so you need to search your body when you enter and exit the vault, and you also need to draw a name and write down the reason.

In addition, the inner supervisors in the vault are in charge of the most precious treasures of the entire Han Dynasty, so they are all very safe people, not only rarely contact with outsiders, but also have a separate palace gate in and out, which can be said to be the most mysterious group of people in the Great Inner Forbidden Palace, those people choose to enter and exit from the secret passage of the vault, and they really picked an excellent place.

"That person also disappeared as well." Meng Yuan's solemn voice came again.

Fu Jun's heart sank suddenly.

If that person gets off the hook, the three corpses case will definitely continue to happen, and a psychopathic serial killer addicted to murder will never stop.

For a while, neither Fu Jun nor Meng Yuan spoke, only the sound of rain fell in front of the steps.

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