Chapter 143: The Truth

Ying Xuan opened his eyes in a daze, only to see a vague figure in the faint light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Young master, you're awake!"

Ying Xuan sat up from the haystack and stretched: "What time is it, why hasn't anyone taken us out yet?" ā€

"The young master is hungry, why don't you eat something first?" Zhang Jing didn't answer directly, it was late at night, and she knew in her heart that she might not be able to get out tonight.

Ying Xuan grabbed a piece of cake and mechanically stuffed it into his mouth. Although Zhang Jing didn't say it explicitly, judging from the moonlight outside the window, I am afraid that it is late at night at this moment, which means that I was wrong in my estimation.

Lu Lu didn't ask himself for the first time, not knowing if this was a sign of danger or a sign of falling into the abyss.

"Where did the oil lamp and the bread come from?"

Zhang Jing said: "Jing'er asked the guards for it before, but fortunately, they sent it back happily. ā€

Ying Xuan nodded, judging from the attitude of the guards, at least they were safe tonight, but what about tomorrow?

And what does Lu Lu think?

A few hours ago.

Lu Lu came to the door, put his hands on the door frame, hesitated for a long time, and couldn't bear to push it open.

Xia Jie stepped forward quietly and said, "Master Hou, if you don't go back to rest first, leave it to us here, you can rest assured that we will definitely ...... the body of the Seventh Lady."

Chirping!

The door slowly opened, and Lu Lu walked straight in, he knew very well in his heart that if he didn't have the courage today, he might not be able to see the last side of the purple kite.

Lu Lu squatted beside the desk and stroked the purple kite's snow-like cheeks, even if the purple kite fell asleep, it was still so beautiful.

The silver hairpin inserted in the heart of the purple kite is particularly dazzling, and it is it that wants the life of the purple kite.

Seeing this, Lu Lu's heart twitched, this silver hairpin was given to the purple kite by him, at that time he prepared many ornaments for the purple kite to choose, and the purple kite chose the most inconspicuous silver hairpin.

An hour later, Lu Lu walked out sadly.

After a few brief commands, he went back to his room. Lying on the bed, Lu Lu collected his mood and began to think about the possible hidden conspiracy behind this matter.

For the purple kite, an hour of remembrance is enough.

It's just a woman, although it is the most special one, the favorite one, but compared to the big things, it seems insignificant.

He originally wanted to interrogate Li Xuan immediately, but after thinking about it, he had to forget it. No matter what the truth is, he can't even keep the woman he loves, and he still has some self-blame.

……

"Young master, wake up!"

"Young master, wake up!"

Zhang Jing's shout did not wake up the sleeping Ying Xuan, she had to shake it gently.

Ying Xuan sat up lazily and said unhappily: "What's wrong?" ā€

"Someone is coming outside, Lu Lu wants to see you!" Zhang Jing whispered in Ying Xuan's ear.

Ying Xuan immediately became alert, strange to say, he never thought that yesterday's night in the firewood room would be more fragrant than sleeping in the room.

There were no mosquito bites, and the heat of the past did not appear, so that he was immersed in his sleep and did not want to wake up.

Ying Xuan walked out of the firewood room, and when he learned that he was allowed to go out alone, he hurriedly negotiated with the visitor, at least let Zhang Jing come out of the damn firewood room first.

But the negotiation was invalid, and the person who came insisted on Lu Lu's order and took him out alone.

When Ying Xuan turned back in shame, he was greeted by a smiling face and a pair of eyes that unconditionally believed in him.

Ying Xuan immediately urged someone to take him to see Lu Lu, the sooner this matter was explained clearly, the sooner Zhang Jing would come out.

And he has that confidence!

He didn't kill anyone, let alone have the motive to kill, and Lu Lu was not a stupid person, so this matter didn't have much to do with him in the final analysis.

Zhang Jing leaned on the window, looking at Yingxuan's back as she gradually moved away, without the slightest worry in her heart.

She once naively thought that as long as she was by the young master's side, she could protect the young master's safety, but later she found out that everything was too beautiful for her to think.

Even if she has outstanding martial arts, she will not fall behind in the face of dozens of people by herself, but in Chang'an, these will not play much role at all.

For example, now that she is in the Hou Mansion, she feels helpless, and she can't think of any idea to get out.

But fortunately, there is a young master, although the young master does not know martial arts, but he has many ideas, and he can save the day every time.

In the past, the young master always said that shouting and killing will not solve the problem, and using more brains is the key, but now that I think about it, this is really the truth.

Thinking about it, Zhang Jing's eyelids kept drooping, and finally she couldn't lift them again.

Last night, in order for Yingxuan to have a good night's sleep, she spent the whole night driving away mosquitoes and fanning Yingxuan to enjoy the coolness, and now she can finally sleep.

As soon as Ying Xuan stepped into the hall, he only heard the door behind him "clang", and his vision suddenly dimmed.

Although he had already made a draft along the way, seeing Lu Lu sitting in danger from a distance, Ying Xuan was still stunned in his heart.

If you don't say it well, you run the risk of losing your head.

Ying Xuan strode forward, bowed and said, "Cao Chen has seen Master Hou. ā€

Lu Lu said calmly: "I called you over today, you should know the reason, right?" ā€

Ying Xuan said respectfully: "Naturally, I know, but the matter of the Seventh Lady has nothing to do with it." ā€

Lu Lu raised his eyebrows: "Oh? ā€

Ying Xuan explained: "Don't hide it from the Hou Ye, the Seventh Lady is committing suicide, please Hou Ye to investigate!" ā€

Lu Lu took a long breath, this statement is reasonable, and Lu Fu's remarks are nonsense, what kind of smart person is Li Xuan, would do such a stupid thing?

There was no trace of struggle at the scene, and the wound was only a heart.

Besides, Purple Kite did have suicidal thoughts in front of her, if it weren't for the vigilance of the people around her, I'm afraid this kind of tragedy would have happened a long time ago.

"Did the purple kite say anything to you before she died?" What Lu Lu had always wanted to know was actually this, if he had even the slightest suspicion about Ying Xuan, then Ying Xuan would not have a chance to explain at all.

Ying Xuan didn't dare to hesitate, and replied truthfully: "Before her death, the Seventh Lady asked me to bring a message to the two of them. ā€

Lu Lu stood up excitedly: "Say it quickly!" ā€

"The Seventh Lady said to Hou Ye, she has never betrayed Hou Ye at all, but she can't betray Miss either, it is really painful for her to be caught between you."

Lu Lu knelt down dejectedly, his face full of loneliness that could not be hidden.

"What about the other word?"

Ying Xuan shook his head.

Lu Lu squinted his eyes and looked at Ying Xuan: "What, can't you say it?" ā€

Ying Xuan hurriedly took out a jade bracelet from his waist, put it in front of Lu Lu, and said, "Master Hou misunderstood, it's not that he can't say it, but the Seventh Lady just instructed her to hand over this jade bracelet to Miss Ziyu!" ā€

Lu Lu looked at the jade bracelet bitterly, and had mixed feelings in his heart: Purple kite, purple kite, you ended your life with my silver hairpin, and returned her original jade bracelet, this is planning to be unwilling to have a relationship with the two of us in the next life!

Ying Xuan lied about the latter matter, and the purple kite did have something left for Ziyu, but it was not a jade bracelet, but a face scarf.

A face towel with blood on it.