With the not-so-bright moonlight and extraordinary eyesight, Mo Xianyun looked at Cen Xiyan's face carefully, and then thought carefully before replying: "It's like, it's not like it." ”

"Oh?" Cen Xiyan raised his eyebrows, and asked again: "Where is it like?" What's not like it? ”

"You look a little like your mother, but nothing else." Mo Xianyun said.

There can be no more woman in this world like this little woman now, she is unique.

"What kind of person is my mother?" After looking at Gu Tinglan's portrait, for some reason, Cen Xiyan was a little curious about that woman.

Mo Xianyun thought about it for a while, and then said regretfully: "I don't know your mother very well, if you have a chance in the future, you should still ask my mother." After a pause, he added, "As long as she is willing to say ......."

This is a direct admission that his mother has a lot to do with her mother.

After listening to Mo Xianyun's words, Cen Xiyan remembered that when Gu Tinglan died, Mo Xianyun was still young, and from the pitiful memory of the original body she received, there was no impression of Yi Lianjue and Mo Xianyun. In this way, Mo Xianyun should not have much of a deep impression of her mother, let alone understand it.

"Oh......" Although Cen Xiyan was a little regretful, he also stopped the topic, "It's not too early, Brother Yun, I'll go back first." ”

"Why don't you go in and sit?" Mo Xianyun hugged Cen Xiyan's delicate body, and was a little reluctant to let go.

"Nope." Cen Xiyan shook his head and said, "I'm a little tired, I want to go back and rest." "When you have enough spirits, you can do more.

If he went to his room with Mo Xianyun, this big tail might not want to do anything to her.

Mo Xianyun looked at Cen Xiyan and squinted.

Cen Xiyan's gaze dodged for a moment, and he felt a little weak in his heart inexplicably, and then secretly despised himself, obviously this man was cunning and shameless! What a good heart she has!

In the end, Mo Xianyun didn't insist, only pinched her tender face, and said softly: "Then you can go back." ”

"Well, then I'm leaving......"

"Hmm." Mo Xianyun nodded and let go of Cen Xiyan, who was hugged in his arms.

Cen Xiyan turned around and walked two steps, and Mo Xianyun's voice suddenly remembered behind her, "You want to check that Zhao family?" ”

"Yes." Cen Xiyan admitted: "I think she is a little suspicious. ”

"If you need help, just let me know." Mo Xianyun said.

Cen Xiyan shook his head and said, "Not for the time being, Brother Yun doesn't have to bother thinking about this matter." ”

Cen Xiyan's intuition told her that Gu Tinglan's death was probably really inseparable from the Zhao family, and she took the body of someone else's daughter, so she wanted to do something for the mother and daughter who had already left this world.

Mo Xianyun knew that she might suspect the cause of her mother's death, and she also guessed that she wanted to take revenge herself, so she didn't say anything more.

Cen Xiyan returned to Jinglan Pavilion, changed into his night clothes, and went to take a cold bath before going to bed.

Early the next morning, Wei Niangzi's body was carried out of Cen Mansion and buried.

As for the movement that Cen Xiyan made last night, because Cen Biao was forbidden to speak, not many people knew about it.

Cen Xiyan instructed Jingshuang and Yingxue again to pay attention to every move in the Zhao family's courtyard.

In the evening, she originally wanted to listen again to see if she could hear useful information, but thinking of the conversation between Zhao and Feng's mother last night, with Zhao's carefulness, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hear more, so she stopped the thought in her heart, thinking that when she left the house, she would tell the moon to make some arrangements.

But this night passed, and another big event happened in Cen Mansion! Cen Mansion is haunted!!