"Master Jiang?" Jun Qinglan blinked, staring at the familiar face in front of her with a little depression.

Didn't Tang Ying send him back? What are you doing again? In other words, the recent ban on Anpinghou is so ineffective?

"I guessed a long time ago that you were going to come to find Deng Jiao, so I came here to wait for you when I got home. Look, do we have a heart? Jiang Yufan crossed his waist, his eyes full of excitement. Come and compliment me! Come on!

Jun Qinglan hehe, just speechless. If you put a tail in this gesture, it is simply a second meat bun. A dignified lord of a hundred households in brocade clothes, is it really good to ask for praise so coquettishly?

"Since you're here, let's go in together." Jun Qinglan opened her eyes and pushed him to the side. You're in the way of the snow!

Jun Qinglan raised her hand and knocked on the door, and after a long time, she heard someone in the courtyard call impatiently: "Who, call the door early in the morning." Do you still call people sleep? ”

The woman's voice is very distinctive, and every time she speaks, the end note will always drag on for a long time, as if she is singing in a low voice with the sound of the piano. With a bit of delicate lazy charm.

Jiang Yufan shuddered when he heard this, and rubbed his hands with his teeth bared: "This voice ......." ”

"Ecstasy, isn't it?" Jun Qinglan's calm interface.

This kind of tone can't be learned by others, but it shouldn't be less in a place like Qingpingfang. The flower girls in the Chu Pavilion of Qinlou will be sent with such a posture every day, and the three souls that can immediately make people go to the seven spirits.

However, Deng Jiao is a good girl, so she talks like this...... It inevitably makes people feel deliberate, and it is a little uncomfortable to listen to.

"Miss Deng, please open the door quickly." Jun Qinglan said in a deep voice: "It was Shopkeeper Deng who guided us to come here to find you. ”

Deng Jiao heard her father's name and immediately opened the door, but only opened the door with a small slit, at most enough for one person to pass through with an arm. She stood inside the door, squinting at the three people standing outside the door.

"Yo." After a long time, she took a breath, but her voice was a little lower and softer: "A few sons look very angry." ”

Jiang Yufan didn't speak, and first pressed Jinyiwei's waist card on the crack of the door: "Jinyiwei is on an errand, open the door quickly." ”

"It turned out to be a few officials." Deng Jiao's voice became more and more delicate, and she quickly opened the door, and said with a smile while standing in the door: "Come in quickly." It's a pity that you have to go back and forth in such a hot weather, it's really hard. ”

She curled Tingting back half a step, lowered her head slightly, and blessed her body: "Give the official a salute." ”

"Huh." Jiang Yufan put his hands on his waist, looked at Deng Jiao condescendingly, and did not hide the curiosity in his eyes: "You are not afraid of us?" ”

Deng Jiao pursed her lips and smiled, embarrassed: "Isn't the official a hero who specializes in protecting our Yanjing people?" Heroes are good people, what's so terrible about the slave family? Isn't the slave family a weak woman who should be protected by the official? ”

The three words of weak woman came out of her mouth, delicate and soft, tactful and diverse. Deng Jiao raised her head at that time, and the corners of her eyes seemed to fly towards Jiang Yufan inadvertently. But the moment he made contact with him, he immediately drooped again, and even his cheeks turned crimson. Like a shy water lotus.

Jiang Yufan was stunned.

Although he is nearly seventeen years old, he is not like the noble son next to him who mentioned Tongfang a few years ago. So far, his heart is actually very pure. Where have I seen such a charming woman, her gestures are charming. For a while, his whole face turned red, and he seemed to be even more shy than Deng Jiao.

Jun Qinglan looked at it from the sidelines, and despised Jiang Yufan fiercely in her heart. Slowly cast a pair of clear eyes on Deng Jiao, and opened his mouth lightly: "Are you Deng Jiao?" Deng Rou's sister, Deng Chunwang's eldest daughter? ”

Deng Jiao half-raised her eyes and looked at Jun Qinglan behind Jiang Yufan. At this moment, the sun is shining, shining through the gaps in the overlapping leaves. Deng Jiao stood in a wonderful position, just enough for a dazzling light to fall from above her head, reflecting her red tulle skirt covered with gold as if inlaid with gold threads, which was extraordinarily bright.

It is undeniable that Deng Jiao is a beauty. But such a contrived posture is inevitably awkward.

Jun Qinglan squinted, and her gaze lingered on Deng Jiao's flaming red shirt for a moment. Red?!

"Yo." Deng Jiao couldn't help but look at herself when she saw Jun Qing's blue eyes, and the smile on her cheeks deepened a little: "I often hear people say that the officials of Jinyiwei are very fierce, and they are all made up to deceive people." These two little officials are really handsome, and the slave family is really a blessing. ”

"Are you really Deng Jiao?" Jun Qinglan didn't answer her words.

Even if Deng Jiao is charming, where is she half attractive to a woman?

"Exactly."

"Is Deng Rou your sister?"

"Of course."

"Your sister has been dead for less than a month, and you can actually wear a red dress?"

Jun Qinglan's words were like a sharp dagger, mercilessly piercing into Deng Jiao's heart at once. The smile and delicacy on her face were instantly torn apart.

Deng Jiao raised her hand and pressed it to her chest, and the fear that she should have finally floated on her cheeks. And that fear is only for a moment, and the next moment it becomes the sadness of pear blossoms and rain.

"What can the slave family do? The slave family has long been married, and the man has died. A widowed woman who lives in a simple house is not welcomed, and even my father always says that I am not from the Deng family. That day, when he heard that his sister had died, the slave family went to mourn his sister with grief. When I got there, I called my father to stop him, saying that the slave family was an ominous person and was not allowed to enter. The slave family is not allowed to mourn his sister Dai Xiao. Slave ...... The slave family has no choice...... Wearing such a suit is just to anger him and go against him. ”

As she spoke, she took out a silk handkerchief sprinkled with flowers from her arms and covered her face, crying and breaking her liver and intestines: "If the officials think that the slave family is inappropriate, the slave family will be replaced." ”

As she spoke, Deng Jiao covered her face with a handkerchief with both hands, and turned around to run towards the inner hall.

"Stop." Jun Qinglan frowned and shouted. I just asked casually, is this person's drama a bit much?

Deng Jiao took the handkerchief, held it in her hand and twisted it into a twist. The sobbing and acquiring were overwhelmed with grievances: "The slave family has done something wrong again, isn't it upset to provoke the adult?" You just have to say, the slave family is changed. ”

Jun Qinglan ignored her pitiful Chu Chu and asked coldly: "Deng Chunwang said that on the first day after Deng Rou's death, the corpse suddenly came out of the coffin on its own and went missing?" ”

"Not really." Deng Jiao took a breath and suddenly came to life: "The officials didn't see it that day, it's really scary." ”

"The slave family was arguing with his father, and suddenly he heard a mess in the inner hall. Turning her head to look, Deng Rou actually sat up. The big guys were scared half to death by that scene and ran for their lives. The slave family was at the gate of the courtyard at the time, and he was so frightened that he couldn't move. I watched her step out of the coffin and run away. Gee....... ”

Deng Jiao shook her head: "That is fast, the slave family has never seen it in their lives." Almost in the blink of an eye, he was gone. ”

"You mean that on the day of the incident, you didn't actually enter the inner hall, and you didn't see Deng Rou's body, right?"

Deng Jiao was stunned for a moment: "That's true." ”

"So, how can you conclude that the person who stepped out of the coffin was Deng Rou? As you said, it was chaotic and you were overly frightened. If you say you're looking at the wrong person, it's entirely possible. ”

"You can't be wrong." Deng Jiao shook her head categorically: "When she walked out, she was wearing a wedding dress embroidered by herself." She had come to me many times to consult with me about the embroidery of the garment. I couldn't be mistaken. ”

Jun Qing's blue eyes moved, Deng Rou's wedding dress?

"The wedding dress you were talking about, but this one?"

As she spoke, Jun Qinglan untied the package she was carrying on her back, took out the wedding dress from it and shook it open. Under the sun, the gold-threaded mandarin ducks on the bright red satin come to life. Especially the black cat's eye glass, scorching and shining, it is as bright as the real mandarin duck eyes.

At first sight of this wedding dress, Deng Jiao's fingers shrank, and her pupils suddenly tightened. A face turned white in an instant, and there was unimaginable fear in the bottom of his eyes.

"This ...... This....... After a long time, she stretched out her finger and flew towards the wedding dress: "Where did this come from?" ”

Jun Qinglan frowned. She never believed Deng Rou's deception of the corpse. So, how to explain the fear in Deng Jiao's eyes?

"What do you say?"

"I ...... I do not know. Deng Jiao's expression collapsed instantly, as if she wanted to reach out and touch the wedding dress. But it was as if there was something hidden in the wedding dress that she couldn't bear, and she saw that her fingertips were about to touch the corner of the wedding dress, but she suddenly retracted her hand.

"My lord, where did you find her? You found her, didn't you? I...... I didn't want to do that to her, I was sorry for her. The delicacy on Deng Jiao's face had completely disappeared, as if the mask wrapped around her cheek had finally been shattered. Tears flowed in an instant, and there was no manners at all.

"Please tell me." Deng Jiao's body was as soft as mud, and she actually grabbed the corner of Jun Qinglan's clothes: "She's not dead, she's still alive and well, isn't she?" ”

The hope in her eyes moved Jun Qinglan. I heard that Deng Jiao has hardly had any contact with the Deng family since she got married, and after her husband passed away, Deng Chunwang regarded her as an ominous person and did not allow her to enter Deng Ji Silk Village, and she seemed to have completely severed the relationship with the Deng family. Unexpectedly, her relationship with Deng Rou is so deep!

She also ...... Live like this? Deng Jiao was very persistent, staring at Jun Qinglan, stubbornly waiting for her reply.

"I'm sorry." Jun Qinglan half-furrowed her eyebrows: "I don't know." ”

"You don't know?" Deng Jiao opened her mouth, tears still hanging on her cheeks, and her expression seemed to be crazy: "Could it be ...... Is she really dead? ”

Jun Qinglan frowned: "Life and death are beyond the reach of manpower." If it is finally found out that Deng Rou died in vain, I will definitely try my best to find out the truth. If she is using death to cover up some sin, I will definitely not let it go. ”

"Deng Rou?" Deng Jiao's expression was stunned for a moment, but she never spoke again. The sadness in his eyebrows suddenly disappeared.

Jun Qinglan silently put away the wedding dress, and took in Deng Jiao's expression from the corner of her eyes. She seemed to care very much about Deng Rou's wedding dress, and her eyes were always staring at her and her fingers never took her off. But what is the reason for the extreme fear in the looks?

"Sixth brother!" In the silence of the street, suddenly a crowd turned on their backs, and the sharp breath of the woman coincided with the barking of the dog, and the wind swept in from the gate of the small courtyard.

"Quick." The woman was as fast as lightning, grabbed Jiang Yufan's wrist and dragged her to the door: "The real murderer has been caught!" ”