In the evening, Zhen Miao rested in the Westinghouse of Hefeng Garden, so that she could take care of the Wen family.

Xu is crying a lot, Wen is much more awake, this night is extraordinarily quiet, Zhen Miao doesn't need to get up from time to time to go over to look, it stands to reason that she can sleep soundly, but she can't sleep.

She opened her eyes and stared at the hollow gilded gourd incense ball hanging from the top of the moon-white curtain in a daze, and Wen Yaqi's iron-blue face involuntarily flashed in her mind.

Zhen Miao rolled over and sighed.

She thought, what Wen Moyan said was right, she was not as bold as she thought, the little girl who used to be alive had become a corpse with a hideous face, and no one would be calm when she saw it.

She turned over again, still not sleepy, so she simply got up, put on an ivory white plain makeup jacket and walked to the rosewood long table, and poured a glass of water to drink.

Putting down the cup of sweet white porcelain, Zhen Miao simply came to the window, pushed open the window, and counted the stars to pass the time.

The moon and stars are scarce, the sky is extraordinarily high and quiet, she supports her cheeks with her hands, and enjoys the night scene boringly.

The evening breeze blew, and she could not hear the birds and insects, only the slight sound of the wind blowing through the bare branches, and she felt much clearer, and the turbidity in her chest when she saw the shocking picture seemed to dissipate.

Zhen Miao got up, stretched out her hand to close the window, and a familiar figure hurried along the hand-copying verandah, and her hand suddenly froze in the air.

Through the hazy moonlight, she recognized the identity of the person, who was Wen Moyan.

Zhen Miao's heart moved, walked out quickly, and patted the green daisy who was resting outside.

Qing Dai didn't actually fall asleep.

She already has kung fu in her body, and she has to keep vigil, Zhen Miao can detect it every time she turns over, but the master doesn't call her, she doesn't say anything, and keeps herself in a half-asleep and half-awake state, so that she can rest and get up at any time.

"Qing Dai. You come with me. Zhen Miao whispered, thought for a while, and said, "Don't get too close to me, it's best to hide your body." ”

She thought, if Wen Moyan had something to do and saw that it was her, in this case, she might not be able to say what was in her heart, but if she followed Qingdai, it would not be necessary.

The master and servant quietly went out of the house.

Zhen Miao didn't bother to put on her cloak. Only then did she feel a little cold, but she didn't have time to go back and get it now, she quickened her pace and quietly followed Wen Moyan, the more she walked forward, the more confused she became.

When Wen Moyan stopped at the door of a back room, Zhen Miao was simply shocked.

This is Wen Yaqi's morgue, the two of them have just come here, at this moment, what is the fourth cousin doing?

She thought it was strange and shocking. The curiosity in my heart is even more victorious.

The door was not locked, Wen Moyan stood at the door for a while, stretched out his hand and pushed it.

With a creak, the door slowly opened. In this silent night, it was particularly harsh.

Wen Moyan subconsciously looked back, and shocked Zhen Miao, who was hiding in the corner, into a cold sweat.

He didn't notice anything and walked in.

Zhen Miao thought about it. Quietly keep up.

She didn't dare to stand in the doorway, but just stood against the wall and poked her head out to look. The expression on his face suddenly froze.

She saw Wen Moyan stretch out her hand and rub the lid of the coffin, put aside the air death lamp she was carrying, and then slowly pushed the lid of the coffin, and then, she actually picked up Wen Yaqi, who was lying in the coffin, and lowered her head slowly.

Zhen Miao almost screamed in surprise and covered her mouth.

What is the fourth cousin doing?

He, how does he look like...... Like kissing someone in your arms?

Zhen Miao's heart fluttered wildly, forgetting that she was peeking, and gradually straightened up.

The qiē in front of her completely subverted her cognition.

Mo Yan's cousin, who loves to laugh and play, is actually a necrophile, and he is in love with his own sister?

Thinking that Wen Moyan was seventeen, once Wen complained to her, and when he mentioned family affairs to him, he didn't have any idea at all, and asked him what kind of girl he liked, but he couldn't say anything, Zhen Miao felt that the whole person was not good.

Oh no, she found such a big secret, if Cousin Mo Yan knew about it, she would have to kill her!

Although there is Qingdai to protect them, the two of them really can't play happily.

Zhen Miao wanted to cry without tears, and turned around with the corner of her skirt and wanted to go back quickly.

Coincidentally, because she slept before, the upper part of her hair was just loosely held with a jade hairpin, and she turned back and forth and tossed more loosely, so when she turned around, under inertia, the jade hairpin was thrown down, and it fell to the ground after a graceful arc in mid-air.

There was a soft snap.

Zhen Miao stared at the jade hairpin that was broken in two, raised her head in slow motion, and fixed at the door like a point, looking at Wen Moyan with a shocked face.

For a while, as if it had been thousands of years, Zhen Miao heard a voice calling her: "Second cousin-"

Only then did she come to her senses, and she turned around and plunged into the night.

Wen Moyan rushed out almost without hesitation.

He is a man, tall and long-legged, and he is not a weak scholar, so he caught up with Zhen Miao in three or two steps.

There were originally some maids and wives living in this back room, because this room was used as a morgue, and the people in several rooms on both sides were crowded to the side, but if there was a big movement, it was hard to guarantee that it would not be alarmed.

Wen Moyan didn't dare to shout loudly, and grabbed Zhen Miao's hand in a hurry.

He had a lot of strength, Zhen Miao was pulled and turned around, and suddenly fell into his arms.

Qingdai, who picked up the jade hairpin and followed behind, was about to rush up, but stopped.

In this kind of scene, if she appears, the eldest grandmother must be very embarrassed.

She decided to act at the opportunity, anyway, with her kung fu, the young master couldn't hurt the grandmother.

Wen Moyan only felt that the body in his arms was fragrant and soft, and the aroma was not an ordinary floral fragrance, but a strange taste, as if the fruity fragrance and the milky fragrance were mixed together, stimulating his sense of smell.

Wen Moyan's heart jumped uncontrollably, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

This taste is like the milk steamed buns mixed with sherbet that he ate when he was a child, and the milky steamed buns with a big fist, he can eat five at a time!

When he remembered the food he had eaten as a child, he forgot to let go for a while.

This frightened Zhen Miao, she didn't dare to scold loudly, for fear of alarming others, she bit her lip and stammered and reminded in a low voice: "Watch...... Cousin, I'm just a cousin, hehehe, just a cousin. ”

She's really not Wen Yaqi!

Wen Moyan came back to his senses at this time. Suddenly blushing, he let go of his hand in a panic and took two steps back.

"Second cousin, you, have you seen it all?"

Zhen Miao nodded heavily: "I saw it all." ”

Her sunny and cheerful fourth cousin is so heavy-mouthed, so much that she wants to cry and faint at the door of the morgue!

Wen Moyan looked embarrassed and looked at her worriedly, like a child who had done something wrong.

Zhen Miao's heart was cold.

Finished. Looking at the reaction of the fourth cousin, the last bit of hope is gone, it turns out that I was really not wrong just now!

"Second cousin, let's go sit over there and talk."

Zhen Miao hesitated for a moment, saw that Wen Moyan was anxious, and nodded.

The two of them sat down in a porch.

Wen Moyan lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "Second cousin, I'm sorry, you." Are you going to be mad at me? ”

"What?" Zhen Miao quietly grabbed the skirt, and saw that his eyes were warm and clear, and full of apologies, so she was stunned. "Of course I'm not angry, I'm just too surprised." Besides, there is no need for the fourth cousin to apologize to me. This one...... Turnip greens have their own love, although I don't understand it, but. But ......"

"But" for a long time, she didn't say anything, this, ordinary people really can't understand it, she is an ordinary person, can you not be embarrassed for her!

Seeing Zhen Miao's reaction, Wen Moyan felt a little uncomfortable.

He deliberately concealed it, which still made his cousin sad, and if his aunt knew, I am afraid that she would blame him even more.

He lowered his head, looking a little lonely: "It's me who is wrong." Lying on the bed tonight, I can't sleep, and I keep thinking about Yaqi. I don't think Yaqi will seek death. Second cousin, you don't know, Yaqi is squeamish and afraid of pain, she is more than ten years old, and once her fingers were cut by hard paper, and she cried in pain. You say that she is like this, how dare she hang herself, how painful it will be. ”

Zhen Miao opened her mouth and said in a strange tone: "So fourth cousin, what do you mean-"

I always feel like I've misunderstood something.

"I really can't figure it out, so I want to see Yaqi again." Wen Moyan scratched his head, "Second cousin Bai Ri, you go in, I was afraid of scaring you, so I didn't look carefully." ”

"Then, then you pick up Yaqi—"

"Oh, I know a friend who is a good man, and when he heard him say that there is a difference between the hanged man and the strangled man, and the scar on his neck, the room is too dark, and the light is not bright enough, so I picked it up and took a closer look."

Seeing Zhen Miao's strange face, she smiled self-deprecatingly: "I know that my cousin blames me in my heart, I have doubts in my heart, I should have told you directly, I shouldn't have secretly gone to see it myself." It's just that I was afraid that you and my aunt would be too careful, and I thought that I was suspicious of the people in the uncle's mansion, so I was confused for a while. ”

Although Wen Moyan said this, in fact, if he wants to do it again, I am afraid that he will choose to take a look secretly.

After all, his sister is gone at a relative's house, and they all say that they are looking for a short-term view, he doesn't believe it, and he wants to check it carefully, doesn't that make it clear that he doesn't trust his aunt's family? That will inevitably hurt the feelings of relatives.

"If my cousin is still angry, hit me, but don't tell Aunt Sù, if you make her sad again, it will be my sin." Wen Moyan hung his head and stretched out his hand and let Zhen Miao hit his palm.

Of course, Zhen Miao couldn't fight.

Her mood is up and down, and her heart is almost unbearable.

God opened her eyes, her cousin didn't look crooked!

"I said it, no anger. The fourth cousin and Yaqi have a deep relationship with each other as brothers and sisters, and it is normal for people not to believe that she just went. I was disturbed just now, and the fourth cousin didn't see it clearly, so let's just go over and have a look. ”

Wen Moyan stood up suddenly: "By the way, the lantern is still there." ”

The two walked side by side into the night and walked towards the back room.

Halfway through, Wen Moyan suddenly remembered something, scratched his head and asked, "Fourth cousin, what do you mean by what you just said, 'turnip greens have their own love'?" (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the cheering and antler frost rewards, the peace charms for the drunk Xiangchen rewards, and the pink children's shoes. I always see that there are children's shoes and messages are updated slowly, Liu Ye said that he has tried his best, after all, he goes to work during the day, and the time for coding words is only at night, and he has to write a chapter for two or three hours, so it is impossible to stay up late, and in daily life, there is always a time for something. Ahem, at least the willow leaves can be guaranteed to be updated every day, and if it is not updated on the first day, it will be made up on the second day.