Chapter Seventy-Six: The Identity of the Owner of the Late Summer

"Well, when I get to the imperial capital, I'll talk to you in detail. But the blood spirit in Miss Lou's body, why did she attack so urgently? "Take off the hat, but still wear a snow-white veil.

"Fourth brother should have mentioned it to you, we have always suspected that these things are related to the events of three years ago, Miss Lou was assassinated before, and this time Dongfang Xiu used a bell to urge the blood spirit, just before you came, the people of the South Pavilion urged again, I think, most of these things The South Pavilion is also involved."

"Bells? I didn't know that the sound of a bell could move the blood spirit. As for the South Pavilion - Beichen, you know, the matter of the imperial capital, the matter of three years ago, I don't even want to ask, if it weren't for the blood spirit, how would I come to the imperial capital......" The woman's voice obviously choked with a hint of hesitation, as if something was backlogged in her heart.

Beichen looked at her eyes full of worries, reached out and took the hat beside her, stroked the edge, sighed and said, "You, it's Tang Juan." The tone was full of affirmation.

The woman was obviously taken aback, her body was shocked, and she immediately relaxed with relief: "No wonder, you have believed in me since the first meeting, and you have been secretly helping me reorganize Moxia." It turns out that I already know my identity. ”

"The first time we met, I wasn't very sure, but then you repeatedly secretly helped me and the fourth brother, and I guessed it." Put the hat back: "Back then, where did you go?" ”

The woman was silent for a while: "Back then, the Moxia Villa was looted, many people died, my father and mother went, but my face, my face - at that time, I was disheartened and discouraged, and I only thought about leaving Moxia to find the murderer by myself, but I found that you were helping me repair Moxia, and then I happened to meet the old people who had been looking for me, and then I thought, my father and mother are dead, Moxia can't die, so I turned back to Moxia, but I can't, face myself, face him-" Touching the face that was ruined in the catastrophe, Tang Juan's tears flowed out a little bit.

Beichen listened, and his heart was also very uncomfortable, three years ago, they had just been to the Moxia Villa, and they were assassinated on the way back to the imperial capital and had no time to turn back to save Moxia, and when they went back, the disaster had been completed, Moxia was destroyed, and most of Tang Xuan's face was also hurt in that catastrophe, so he left in frustration. Later, they were also the ones who had been helping the people left behind by Moxia to rebuild Moxia while looking for her who was missing. Later, more than a year later, somehow the youngest daughter of Moxia, who had been raised in Dongliu, came back and began to take over Moxia.

"Back then, you claimed to be the youngest daughter who came back from Dongliu, and I had some suspicions, the unknown little daughter of the owner of the Moxia Xian Farm was sent to Dongliu's distant house to fend for herself, how could she suddenly learn the news and come back to clean up the mess."

"Beichen, can you promise me that I am Tang Juan, and help me hide it from the four princes." Tang Juan said bitterly. She is like this now, where does she dare to go to see Bei Duqing.

"Tang Xuan, do you know that in the past three years since you disappeared, my fourth brother has missed you day and night, and has never given up looking for you, in the first year of your disappearance, he was drunk every day, and then gradually got better, but I can always see sadness and longing in his eyes. He said that he was sorry for you and didn't protect you well, Tang Juan, don't worry, my fourth brother is not a person who judges people by his appearance, and he won't be because of you - besides, you still have a marriage contract. ”

"Don't say it, you don't know at all, in the past three years, I have searched for famous doctors and can't cure them, in vain I Moxia Villa specializes in the strange poison and witchcraft of the rivers and lakes, and I can't even save a face, so I am not worthy of him for a long time." Tang Wan covered his face under the veil and became emotional.

"Tang Xuan—"

"Enough, I don't think he wants to see me like this, if you still want to know about the blood spirit, help me keep this matter, just as, Tang Juan is dead."

Beichen knows that he can't be persuaded, but he is still a little relieved, at least, the fourth brother's Tang Juan is still alive and healthy, alive, there is still hope for everything-

When arriving at the imperial capital, it was close to dusk, and the officials and soldiers guarding the city gate kept urging the people who entered and left the city, and the sun was setting, and in less than half a moment, the city gate would be closed, and all the joys and sorrows, tricks and conspiracies would be locked in the deep walls of the high-rise buildings in the imperial capital.

Tang Juan looked at the two who were still unconscious and asked Beichen, "Where are you going to take him?" ”

"Hanxue Pavilion, send Miss Lou back first, as for the imperial brother, I will find someone to inform him of the house."

"Hanxue Pavilion, I'm curious—"