"I see this yard is chic, come and have a look."

"It's just an ordinary courtyard." The old nun's eyes were vigilant, and her mouth was also a little displeased: "This hospital does not entertain guests, so the girl should please go back." ”

"Excuse me." Yan Suwen rubbed his hands, smiled, and said goodbye politely. It's just that when she turned around, the corner of her eye swept over the little nun's body, and she found that the little nun's coat had traces of being entangled, and there was also a clear scratch on the side of her cheek.

"That-"

"Girl, please come back."

"I'm going back." Yan Suwen still smiled politely: "This little master's face seems to be scratched by a cat, and the wound should not heal in winter, so the little master needs to pay more attention." ”

Yan Su asked, but the little nun avoided her gaze in a hurry, and subconsciously twisted her face to the side.

There is a cat greasy, and these two people are definitely tired.

Kindly killed the cat, she was shocked by the grass, and things like beating snakes were left to others to do.

"Girl, stay!" The old nun called her, her face gloomy and gloomy: "It's dark, and the wind and snow on the mountain are heavy, let's let Jingyu send the girl back." ”

It turned out that the little nun's Dharma name was Jingyu.

Yan Su asked and nodded: "It just so happens that I got lost, so it will be too much trouble for the pure language master." ”

When she raised her jaw, she saw a flash of murderous intent in the old nun's eyes. stood up calmly, and mentioned it in a flat tone: "My surname is Yan, I came with my grandmother, and I am now living in the side courtyard of Xunxin." It just so happens that I have medicine for scratches that I can take to Master Jingyu. ”

"Are you from the Yan family?" The old nun asked hesitantly.

"Hmm." Yan Suwen nodded slightly, as simple as Miss Boudoir who had never seen the world.

When I returned to my room, I happened to meet Jogen standing under the eaves and admiring the snow. Jing Xuan looked at Yan Su and asked, revealing a concerned gaze like an elder.

"Look at this wind and snow, hurry back to the house to warm up."

"Yes!" Yan Suwen nodded, and after saying goodbye to Jingyu, he stepped on a piece of snow and walked into the crescent moon gate briskly.

Jing Xuan hid the kindness on his face and called the little nun to the room.

"How did you come back with her? Is it done? ”

"Something went wrong."

"What's going on?"

"That Yan girl somehow turned to the back mountain."

"Did she see it?"

"Probably not, she's outside the hospital, and when we knocked on the door, we already took care of it."

The expression on Jing Xuan's face relaxed.

The little nun hesitated and said again: "Jing'an is worried, I wanted me to ...... in the middle of the road"

"No!" Jing Xuan shot over with a cold eye: "It's okay if she's here, I didn't plan to let the people of the Yan family stay out of the matter." Remember what I said to you before? Some things, which seem to be conceived, turn out to be good. The Yan family is a family of imperial doctors, and with them here, it just happens to be circumstantial evidence to clear our suspicions. ”

"But I ...... in my heart" Jingyu lowered her head and looked at her soaked feet: "I'm a little uneasy." ”

"No matter how bad things are, can they be worse than they are now? You and I are both bodhisattva servants, and there is no difference between life and death. ”

"Yes!" Jingyu also became relaxed, and she pursed her lips, "I'll go back." ”

This night, Yan Suwen didn't sleep well, tossing and turning, like a dream but not a dream, and he could always see the scratch on Jingyu's cheek. Although she studied medicine, in her last life, her career was complicated, and in her spare time, she also learned a little bit of forensic science. Through the identification of the traces, she judged that the marks on Jingyu's face were definitely not scratched by cats, but human fingernails.

She had observed the old nun's ten fingers, the nails were trimmed short and smooth, and the scratches on Jingyu's face were not caused by those hands. Jingyu's hand was always half-hidden, and judging from the direction of the scars on her face, it was not caused by her own scratching. She believed in her ears, that the noisy male voice was definitely there, and that there was only a secret hidden in that small courtyard that she didn't want to be known by outsiders.

Outside the window, a dark shadow flickered, Yan Suwen turned over and sat up, and heard the sound of "creaking" stepping on the snow. She quickly grabbed her coat, put it on, walked to the window, and gently lifted the wooden window with her hand to look out, the yard was empty, but the footprints in the snow were real. The footprints stretched from a short distance under the window to the crescent gate, the beginning and the end, all outside her door. Holding her breath, she walked to the back of the door, and when she clasped her hand on the deadbolt, she noticed that the deadbolt had been plucked again.

If you listen closely, there is no breath of a living person outside the door, indicating that the person has left.

Who is she?

Jingxuan and Jingyu are still the old nuns who always have a gloomy face.

And what was the purpose of her trying to enter her room?

Yan Su asked to know the answer, but another voice in her heart told her that she couldn't be in a hurry, after dawn, something would definitely happen in this meditation nunnery.

From the third watch to the fifth watch, the originally quiet courtyard began to become lively.

The sound of footsteps, whispers, and the trivial sounds of doors being pulled open and closed were all mixed together. Yan Suwen calmed down, waiting for the voice he wanted to hear the most. After a few more moments, the door to the room on the other side of the courtyard wall that was closest to the heart seeker opened. Listening to the footsteps, it should be Mama Yan who is waiting by her grandmother's side when she goes out. She has a disease in her right leg, and when she encounters a cold weather, she will feel that her legs are heavy, and when she walks, there will be traces of procrastination, and the footsteps are naturally heavier than those of ordinary maids, and the sound of her left and right feet is different.

"What happened, why is it a mess before dawn?"

"Has the old lady been awakened too?" It's the voice of Jogen.

"The old lady has always slept lightly, and this yard is messy, so she can't be woken up."

Mama Yan's tone was a little displeased, Jing Xuan heard it, and hurriedly explained: "Something happened in the nunnery, I didn't want to disturb the old lady, but these people are all timid, and in a panic, it is inevitable that the action will be bigger." ”

"Something's wrong? What happened? ”

"Someone died!"

"Who is it?" Mama Yan's eyes sank: "Is it someone brought by our Yan family?" ”

"It's not." Jing Xuan's face was embarrassed: "It's from the Marquis Wenyuan's mansion." ”

"Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion?" Mama Yan was a little surprised: "What, are there also people from the Wenyuan Hou family in this nunnery?" When I came here yesterday, I didn't hear you mention it. ”

"It's not that Jingxuan doesn't mention it to the old lady, but it's that it's hard to talk about it." Jing Xuan lowered his head, and there was a lot of helplessness in his tone: "If this is just the female dependents of the Marquis Wenyuan Mansion, Jing Xuan has nothing to hide, but this is the little marquis of the Marquis Wenyuan family." This little marquis, Mama should have heard of it, if he knows that the two girls of the Yan family are also on the mountain, he is afraid that he will give birth to a lot of right and wrong. At that time, whether it was to the Marquis of Wenyuan's Mansion or the Yan Mansion, Jingxuan was not easy to explain. ”

"Got it." Mama Yan turned around and went to the inner room.

After a while, Mrs. Yan walked out neatly dressed in plain clothes.

She looked at Jing Xuan and asked, "The little marquis you are talking about, but Li Chengye?" ”

Jingxuan nodded: "It's him." ”

"In this cold winter, how did he think of coming to this meditation nunnery?"

"In the middle of last month, the Marquis of Wenyuan's Mansion sent a woman." Jing Xuan deliberately slowed down his speech: "It was Li Yi, the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion, who sent that woman here. Li Yi said that this woman was originally the concubine of the old marquis, and because the old marquis was unwell recently, she volunteered to go up the mountain to eat fast and pray for the old marquis. This kind of thing is common, so we left people behind. But a few days later, the little marquis of the Wenyuan Marquis Mansion came, and when the two met, they hugged their heads and cried in public.

Somehow, this matter reached the ears of the old marquis, and the old marquis was so angry that he asked the concubine to shave her hair and practice in the nunnery. How can we offend this Wenyuan Marquis Mansion, since the old marquis has passed the word, even if it is a place of cultivation outside the world, it must be handled accordingly. Although the hair was shaved, the woman was still entangled with the little marquis, and she was in a dilemma, so I had to invite the two of them to the back mountain courtyard.

I thought that after the beginning of spring, I would send people back to the city to ask the old marquis for a solution, but I never thought that there would be a death last night. ”

"But the woman is dead?"

"It's not just the woman, it's ...... There is also the little marquis. Jingxuan rarely hesitated: "When I got the news, I sent someone down the mountain, but the mountain road was difficult, and it snowed again in the middle of the night last night. ”

"Take me there." Mrs. Yan motioned for Mama Yan to take the big coat over.

"This matter has nothing to do with the Yan Mansion, why do you bother to provoke this bad luck, old lady." Mama Yan dissuaded on the side: "From here to the back mountain, there is only one mountain road. The wind is strong in the mountains, and if it blows, what can I do? ”

"It's about the Marquis Wenyuan Mansion, we live in this nunnery again, if we just take a look, it will be difficult to explain it in the future."

"But old lady, your body ......"

"Go, help me call Su Wen."

"Second Miss?"

"That's her." Old Lady Yan looked at the crescent moon gate: "Our Yan family always has to go over, and if the Marquis Wenyuan Mansion asks about it in the future, we should also know what the situation is." This matter, from a clear point of view, has nothing to do with our Yan family, but if someone deliberately climbs it, we can't get rid of it. ”

The surname of the pure Xuan family is Yan, although it is only a distant relative, but it can't write two Yan characters in one stroke, which is one of them. Second, it's too coincidental, this little marquis has lived in the mountains for more than half a month, why did he choose to die last night?

Yesterday, it happened to be the day when Mrs. Yan took the two girls up the mountain.

Mrs. Yan has lived for most of her life, and most of her life has been entangled with the court and the eunuchs. She knows better than anyone else that if someone deliberately makes a fuss about this matter, they will ruin it if the Yan family says it will be ruined.

Mama Yan has been by the old lady's side for decades, but she can't understand what the old lady is worried about. It's just that these two young ladies have just turned sixteen, let her go...... Will it work?