In the middle of the night, the tanuki slave came back and reported the results of the investigation to Xiangyu: "The second patriarch went out to meet with several Xiangpai clans today, met Su Qian in the restaurant, and had a dispute. ”

Xiangyu was just about to fall asleep at this time, when he heard this, he paused as he walked towards the bed, thought for a moment, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a vague smile.

"Childe, what is Su Qian's purpose?"

Xiangyu said slowly in a cold voice with a little sleepiness: "A picture of a beauty under the moon, leading to the exposure of Yueliang's true identity, and also provoked the anger of the entire Yin'an clan, his purpose is to want Yueliang's life." ”

A different color flashed on the face of the tanuki with a smile on the face of the tanuki, and he said to himself very puzzled: "Who is Su Qian?"

"Who?" Xiangyu sneered, "Maybe it's the soul of the unsettled, and maybe it's the old man of the past." ”

More than 600 years ago, Moon Fence caused a killing with his own hands.

The person who wanted her life, knowing her true identity, and doing so much for it, he really couldn't think of anyone who hated Moon Fence so much other than that killing more than six hundred years ago.

For Xiangyu's answer, the tanuki slave was like a Daigo empowerment, and everything began to clear up in his mind.

The stars were falling and the night was quiet, and the lights in the Luan Mansion were extinguished one after another.

Luan Xiuyin sat at a four-corner round table, learning to embroider a golden chrysanthemum, her stitches were sparse, and the embroidery was not yet mature.

Her personal maid walked in, and Luan Xiuyin took the needle.

"Miss, take a break, you've been embroidering all day, be careful not to hurt your eyes. ”

Luan Xiuyin didn't want to do this embroidery, but as soon as she was empty, her mind was full of the beautiful young man who was dressed in autumn colors, had a delicate face, and was full of bookishness.

Luan Xiuyin's heart was empty, she let out a light breath, and suddenly felt a trace of irritability inexplicably.

"Is Big Brother back?"

In the afternoon, she walked in the yard for a short time, and happened to see Luan Chang hurrying out of the house.

"The eldest prince hasn't yet, it is estimated that there is something wrong with the sacrifice on the Xiangfu. The servant girl lowered her voice and replied carefully.

The maid couldn't help but continued: "Miss, the slave maid heard from the mother-in-law who went out to buy back today that it is rumored in Yin'an City that the sacrifice is the man-eating demon more than 600 years ago. ”

"Haven't you been saying this all the time? Luan Xiuyin said disappreciatively.

"This time it's different, everyone has a nose and an eye, and it is said that Yu Gongzi has already acquiesced. ”

Luan Xiuyin let out a muffled "oh", obviously not very interested in this matter.

The maidservant stole a glance at her, and when she saw that she was looking sorrowful, she withdrew with amusement.

In the middle of the night, Luan Xiuyin was lying in bed, she didn't know what was going on tonight, and she couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

At this moment, suddenly there was a scream outside, and then a small servant's voice was heard shouting "Something is wrong".

Luan Xiuyin immediately sat up, and looked at the lights and shadows of the courtyard outside through the papier-mâché window with some surprise, and the maid hurriedly entered, and saw the shadow sitting on the bed in the dark, and hurriedly came in with the lamp.

"Miss, why are you awake?"

"What's going on out there?"

The maidservant was stunned and hesitated.

Luan Xiuyin stared at her, and she had to say: "The peach chrysanthemum in our yard is dead, and the housekeeper has already gone to deal with it, and he specially told the slave and maid not to tell you." ”

Luan Xiuyin was shocked, and was really frightened, and the maid hurriedly stepped forward and patted her back to comfort her.

"Do you know how he died?" Luan Xiuyin asked after calming down a little.

"Momoka is close to me on weekdays, and the slave is bold, so I secretly ran to see Momoka for the last time, but the slave saw ......"

Speaking of this, the maidservant's face finally showed a trace of timidity: "Seeing that she has become a personal ......"

Luan Xiuyin let out a frightened scream, and both the maid and herself reached out to cover their mouths at the same time.

"I heard the butler say that she had been sucked dry of blood by a ghost and found in the corner of a quiet alley in the downtown area. ”

When Luan Xiuyin heard this, the blood on her face quickly faded.

After that, the master and servant talked a few more words, and after the maid settled Luan Xiuyin, she turned around and walked out of the inner room.

After this little turmoil, Luan Xiuyin was even more unconcerned, she kept thinking about the phrase "sucked up the blood" in her mind, and somehow, she felt that she was cold.

That night, when Qili sucked her blood, she also felt this way, she thought it was just a momentary illusion, that she was too nervous and afraid, but she didn't want someone to be sucked by a ghost to do such a thing.

The sound of an arrow suddenly burst out of the air and sounded in Luan Xiuyin's ears.

Luan Xiuyin turned her head suddenly, looking at the thing that was flying towards her with a cold light, she was about to exclaim, but when she saw that the thing flew in front of Luan Xiuyin, it suddenly stopped its speed and fell directly on the bed gently.

Luan Xiuyin was shocked, and she trembled her hands to touch the thing, which was a very common hairpin.

"Save me, Miss Luan......" A voice suddenly came from the hairpin body directly into Luan Xiuyin's body, and then spread to her ears.

Luan Xiuyin's eyes widened in shock.

The voice was elegant, polite, and unusually familiar, and it was the one she had been thinking of for a long time.

Seven pears!

The night was sinking like water, and after a short period of noise just now, Luanfu had regained calm again.

Luan Xiuyin was dressed as a maidservant, carrying a night lamp, burying her head low, and walked quickly to the door.

She hid behind a pillar, clutching the one that had just flown into her room, thinking about how to get out of the house to find Qili.

Just when she was at a loss, there were suddenly a few knocks outside the door, and then the little guy guarding the door woke up, and the little guy quickly got up and opened the door to welcome the people outside the door.

Luan Xiuyin used the moonlight to see that the person who came was Luan Chang, who returned late.

Luan Chang had not yet retired from his official uniform, obviously daring to go down, he said something to the janitor, the little guy closed the door casually, and hurriedly lit a lantern to lead Luan Chang towards his courtyard.

Luan Xiuyin felt a burst of joy in her heart, there was no one at the door now, so she appeared from behind the pillar and ran towards the door.

At this time, when it was already in the sea, there was no line of people everywhere I passed, only occasionally a change of voice came from nearby, but there was no one to watch.

The road was pitch black, Luan Xiuyin shuttled alone through the streets and alleys that she was still quite familiar with, she had never traveled alone like tonight, she was not with a servant girl by her side, she was worried about ghosts or strangers that might come out at any time, and on the other hand, she was anxiously looking for Qili with anticipation.

On the way here, Luan Xiuyin thought that the peach chrysanthemum in his courtyard that was sucked by ghosts and sucked into people on the street might be related to Qili.

She couldn't tell why she had that assumption.

She only followed what her maidservant said, and specifically searched all the way along the quiet alley in the downtown area where Taoju was found after her death.