Fu Jun couldn't help but stop.

Many years later, the courtyard is still the same as it was when she first saw it. Although it is sparse with flowers and trees, it is untidy everywhere, and it looks unfinished.

Fu Jun was in a trance.

She seemed to be back to the dark Shangyuan night of the moonlight, she stood alone on the ladder, outside the wall was a brilliant fireworks, and the moonlight was faintly sprinkled. And inside the walls......

Fu Jun shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that this courtyard was actually owned by Meng Yuan.

Thinking about it this way, Meng Yuan and his subordinates left quickly that night, presumably from this courtyard.

Time flies.

Fu Jun looked around, and for a moment he had an illusion, feeling that time here seemed to stand still.

Everything remains the way it was. The tarpaulin, the ladder, the unbuilt flower beds are as quiet as freeze-frame photographs, and even the sound of rain falling on the ground cannot be heard. Only the thin rain fell silently in this lonely courtyard.

"You're here." A low, drum-like voice rang out.

Fu Jun came back to his senses, turned his head and smiled at Meng Yuan: "I'm here." ”

Her faint voice pierced through the rain, streaked across the silent courtyard, and seemed to echo when it fell into his ears.

Meng Yuan's mind was in a trance.

"I've seen Young Master Meng." Shen's mother and Shijiang stepped forward to greet her.

Meng Yuan condensed slightly, raised his hand and supported him, and his attitude was very gentle: "No need to be polite, please come in." ”

Shen's mother and Shi Jiang helped Fu Jun, and several people entered the room.

The main house is divided into five rooms. Three bright and two dark, only separated by hanging flying covers, the layout is very broad. There is not much decoration in the room, the tables, cabinets, fans, etc., are all only partially carved, and some of them still have unpolished wooden sticks on them.

The only fully furnished thing in the whole main room is the West Room, which looks like a study, but it only has a table, a stool and a bookcase.

However, in Fu Jun's opinion, the room is decorated with a bit of minimalism. At least she didn't look nasty.

Wu Gou came in with a carbon basin out of nowhere. The silver frost charcoal in it burned just right. Chu Jian presented the freshly brewed two-color maple dew tea, and moved a few plum blossom stools, and Meng Yuan let Fu Jun sit.

Fu Jun shook his head and said with a smile: "Thank you Young Master Meng." But I have come today. I still want to meet that person as soon as possible. ”

Meng Yuan bowed. called "Someone is coming".

Tang Dao came out of nowhere. Wearing a green robe and a hat, he stood at the bottom of the steps and said, "Master." The person has just woken up. ”

Meng Yuan turned to Fu Jun, his star-like eyes were rubbed with fine light, lining his dark robes and dark jade hair crown, and there was a trace of extremely light gentleness hidden in the coldness.

"To be on the safe side, some medicine was used." "Let's go now," he said. ”

Fu Jun smiled lightly: "Okay." ”

Meng Yuan led the way, and a few people walked out of the main room again, passed through a moon cave gate at the back, and came to the innermost courtyard.

This should be the back flower courtyard, but it has not yet been completed, except for a stone road in the middle that is swept clean, both sides are turned over dirt, and at the end of the courtyard are three blue brick houses, which look like flower houses, but they are neat.

Meng Yuan took Fu Jun and the others to the leftmost room, and after Wu Gou pushed open the door and let people in, he guarded the door.

Meng Yuan turned his head and glanced at Wu Gou lightly.

Wu Gou immediately shrunk his neck.

What's wrong with his master?

Wu Gou tilted his head and thought for a while, until he saw the fourth girl Fu rubbing her hands, and then he had an epiphany.

The aura on Meng Yuan's body was a little frightening.

Fu Jun couldn't help but rub his hands again.

Although the weather is only in August, it is already a little cool. She regretted not bringing the stove with her.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and Wu Hook walked in panting, sweating on his head, holding a carbon stove in his hand, which was the one he had just placed in the study.

After putting the carbon stove out, Wu Gou felt that Meng Yuan's eyes had returned to normal again.

It's not easy to be a subordinate. Wu Gou sighed, touched his sweat, and kept himself outside the door without mentioning it.

Fu Jun felt that the room was warmer at this time.

She sat on the chair and nodded slightly to Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan clapped his hands, and after a while, he saw the door of the next room open, and Chu Jian carried a woman in a coarse cloth cotton dress in.

The woman's hair was disheveled, her body was thin, and her hands with cuffs exposed were rather rough in skin, and she looked like she was used to rough work.

Fu Jun raised his hand and took off the curtain and looked at the woman in front of him.

After the woman was thrown to the ground by Chu Blade, she kept kneeling with her head down against the wall, neither begging for mercy nor making any movements, like a clay sculpture and wood carving, completely lifeless.

Fu Jun stared at her for a long time, and called out lightly: "Yingxiang." ”

Mother Shen's body shook, and she looked at the woman on the ground with wide eyes.

Yingxiang seemed to be awakened by this sound.

She slowly raised her head, revealing a face full of vicissitudes.

There is still a bit of water on her face, but her skin is rough, the corners of her eyes are wrinkled, and she looks at least ten years older than her actual age, and she can only vaguely see what she looked like back then.

Ying Xiang raised her eyes and looked indifferently at the woman in front of her.

It was a girl of about ten, four or five years old, wearing a long azure dress, the dark blue ribbon hanging down, her eyebrows were picturesque, her skin was better than snow, and she was indescribably cold and clear.

Little by little, her gaze focused on the girl's eyes.

This girl, what's the ...... So familiar?!

Ying Xiang subconsciously blinked hard, and her expressionless face gradually began to change a little. After a long moment, a trace of disbelief and a hint of panic crossed her eyes.

She lowered her head quickly, but her heart beat faster and faster uncontrollably.

This was not what she had imagined.

Ever since she was taken captive, on the occasional drug/past sober times, she has been wondering, who is her captor?

What she wants to see most is the person she has been thinking about for more than ten years. And what she feared most was another person who was as poisonous as a snake and scorpion.

However, the familiar girl in front of her, or rather, the fourth girl, was by no means within her estimate.

"Didn't expect it to be me?" Fu Jun's voice was still light.

However, this voice made Yingxiang feel cold.

She quickly raised her head and glanced at Fu Jun.

This is indeed the fourth girl. She wouldn't be mistaken by those dark eyes.

Yingxiang couldn't help but shudder.

The coldness in the eyes of the fourth girl seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and she felt that she had been seen through by her from the inside out. All the secrets hidden in the depths of my heart were exposed in broad daylight in an instant.

Ying Xiang wrapped the coarse cloth jacket on her body tightly.

She suddenly felt cold, and the cold seeped into her bones. (To be continued.) )