The green kite couldn't help but feel her body stiffen, but she saw that the door of the house was pushed open, and a cold wind mixed with dampness poured in.

But I saw Huan Yu stepping into the house, his body was still mixed with the dampness of ice and snow, his official robe had been changed, just a fox fur cloak, the tapestry at the collar was loosely tied, and he vaguely saw the plain clothes under the cloak.

She and him have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and they thought she was the person who knew him best in the world, but it was just a joke. It was he who framed her father and made her lose all her relatives, and it was he who gave her to the crown prince and let her die without turning a blind eye.

He walked slowly into her and Huan Yi, so close that he could almost smell the familiar scent of sandalwood on him.

"Ah Yi, come back to the house with me, your grandfather hasn't seen you for a few days, so I must take you back today no matter what." Huan Yu's eyes were full of faint smiles, but with the doting of his elders, but he was obviously not a few years older than his nephew.

"What are you going to do back home? Look at your hypocritical faces? Huan Yi's eyes were already drunk, "Still watching you play with power and slaughter innocent people?" ”

Jiangmo's hand trembled slightly, and a few drops of fine wine were sprinkled on the table.

"Trouble girl go out first." Huan Yu's voice was faint, but Jiang Mo was just a woman in a green building now, but let the prominent Lord Yushi in the court speak so politely, if others listened, they didn't know how to praise him.

And there was only sneers and ridicule in her heart.

"Who poured me wine when she's gone?" Huan Yi suddenly hugged Jiangmo in his arms.

"Ah Yi, don't make trouble, you will always be surnamed Huan, and you will always be the eldest grandson of the Protector's Mansion." The smile on Huan Yu's face almost froze, "The day after tomorrow is your father's death day, don't you even want to go back to worship?" ”

Jiang Mo's face couldn't help but change slightly, Huan Yi's father actually died, the eldest young master in the Protector's Mansion, but his body was obviously very good, how did he die?

She couldn't help but feel a little suspicious, she just felt that this matter was not so simple.

"Okay, let me go back." Huan staggered to his feet, "Then please ask my uncle to tell me, how did the green kite die?" ”

Jiang Mo also raised his head and stared at him, the hour seemed to freeze at this moment, but he saw his voice low, "Don't you know everything?" She fell down the mountain on the day of the begging festival seven years ago and fell to her death. ”

"Don't find such a ridiculous reason to prevaricate me, you can deceive the world, but you can't deceive me." The anger in Huan's eyes was even stronger, "Then tell me where you went out of the house during the Begging Festival that year?" Don't think that Master Shangshu was killed, and no one would find out the truth of what happened back then. ”

Bu Cai, who was standing outside the house, heard the conversation in the house clearly, and walked in with some indignation.

"Little boy, Miss Qingyu's fragrance is damaged, and the adults are the most sad and sad, why do you bother to expose people's scars? The ridiculous things you did were all covered up by my family in front of you. Otherwise, you will be arrested and returned to your home long ago, and the family law will deal with it. ”

Seeing that a slave actually contradicted himself like this, Huan Yi walked over a few steps, stretched out his foot and was about to kick the slave in the chest.

However, Huan Yu stopped him, and his voice was still calm, "You are the master, why bother with a minion, isn't it a loss of identity?" ”

"yes, some people have almost forgotten where they came from." Huan Yi looked at him with a little sarcasm, "Some people's mothers are just my grandmother's slaves." ”