In just a few days, the news of Su Yingrong's murder of her daughter-in-law has spread in Luoyang City, and because of this incident, Ye Wei's mother's family was also implicated and trafficked. In the case of illegal drug ban, the royal family was particularly concerned about this matter, and did not hesitate to carry out a tripartite trial in Dali Temple.

A few days ago, Ye Wei, who was still running around and would rather spend a lot of money to rescue Su Yingrong, has now been arrested as a prisoner in Dali Temple.

Because of Su Yingrong's matter, the second room didn't have time to find trouble with Su Moran, so she was also happy to be idle, and ordered the maid to clean the entire West Garden, and she sat in the courtyard and played alone.

After sitting for a long time, her legs were also a little numb, Mo Ran got up and paced into the house, and happened to see Liu Ying cleaning up her jewelry hairpin, she was holding a red brown wooden box in her hand, Mo Ran felt that he was looking at it.

What was placed in the box was a concentric lock, which Qin Huairuo had specially called from the Duobao Pavilion when Mo Ran was born.

The bottom of the box is engraved with a string of small words, "East rises and West falls, flowers fall silently".

She took the box and thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't understand what this string of words meant.

In the afternoon, Mo Ran took the box and went to Luoyang City, where jewelry and silverware are most famous - Duobao Pavilion.

Because of the high price, most of the people who came here were the ladies and ladies of the princes and ministers' families, and the hall was crowded, and no small servants came out to greet them.

"What does this girl command?"

Mo Ran took out a wooden box from his sleeve and handed it to the little guy, "Do you know which of you skillfully made this thing?" ”

The little guy opened the box, and the concentric lock pattern inside was complex, the color was bright, and it was not an extraordinary product, and the little guy couldn't answer it for a while.

He looked at Mo Ran with a smile, "Girl, wait a minute, wait for the little one to ask her shopkeeper." ”

The three of them walked around the hall again, and then the little girl walked out with a woman in a red dress and a skirt.

She looked Mo Ran up and down, holding Fang Cai's box in her hand, "Girl, where did you get this thing?" ”

Mo Ran also looked at her secretly, the woman's face was painted with bewitching makeup, and her figure was demonic. Rao, "This thing was given to me by my mother when I was born." ”

"Can you tell me the girl's last name?"

"Under the surname Sue."

Hearing this, the demon. The woman's face was stunned, "I'll take the girl into the inner hall, and if the girl has any questions, you can ask the shopkeeper in person." ”

After speaking, she led Mo to the inner room on the second floor.

The second floor is different from the complexity of the first floor, there are only some tables and chairs in it, and then go inside and see a hanging curtain, the woman stopped, turned back to Mo Ran and said, "The girl behind the girl can wait for the girl in the living room." ”

Liu Ying and Bi Luo looked at each other, Mo Ran nodded at them, and then the woman and Mo Ran entered the inner room alone.

Lifting the curtain, there is a small room inside, with tables and chairs in the middle, and calligraphy and paintings on the walls around it, and the fragrance of a gentleman's orchid in the corner of the wall is faintly wafting in the air.

"Girl sit at will."

After speaking, Mo Ran sat by the door, and the woman in red made her another pot of tea, "Girl, wait a minute, the shopkeeper will be here soon." ”

Mo Ran looked around carefully, the tea cup on the table never moved, and after a while, he heard the sound of approaching footsteps outside the house.

The pace was a little hurried but steady, presumably a middle-aged man.

Thinking of this, the curtain was vigorously lifted, Mo Ran turned her head, and sure enough, it was just as she thought, the man couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Mo Ran, although it was only for a moment, but he was still caught by Mo Ran, and then the man walked in and sat down opposite her.

"The girl is here to taste something?"

She nodded, placing the wooden box in her hand on the table, "This is it." ”

The man picked up the wooden box, opened a corner, and was secretly surprised when his gaze touched the concentric locks with a golden sheen.

"Does the shopkeeper know this?"

The man raised his eyes again and looked at Mo Ran carefully, and then asked, "The girl's surname is Su?" ”

Mo Ran nodded.

"Can you tell me the name of the girl below?"

"Su Mo ran."

"The girl's biological mother is Qin Huairuo?"

"Exactly." Su Moran's life experience is a secret in the Su family, she didn't expect that a businessman who seems to have nothing to do with the Su Mansion also knows, "The shopkeeper knows my mother?" ”

He looked at Mo Ran's eyes with a little joy, and he nodded, "Not only do I know each other, but I also make old friends." ”

Hearing this, Mo Ran was slightly surprised, and suddenly remembered the letter left by Qin Huairuo, "What do you call the shopkeeper?" ”

"Zhou Qingshi."

Zhou Qingshi? Mo Ran was stunned, she recalled that in the letter, Qin Huairuo told her that if she was in trouble, she could find an old friend named Zhou Qingshi.

When the man met Mo Ran's surprised look, he asked, "You know me?" ”

"I mentioned you in my mother's letter to me, saying that you were her old friend?"

"That's right." Zhou Qingshi nodded, mentioning that there was a glitter in Siren's eyes, "You came to ask me about your mother today?" ”

"Not bad."

In her previous life, although she learned about her life after the destruction of Su Fu, she didn't know the secret, she had been looking for the person mentioned in her mother's letter, but she had never known anything about it for many years, and she didn't expect him to be in Kyoto's Duobao Pavilion.

Her heart was filled with thousands of thoughts that overwhelmed her, and she stared at Zhou Qing with great seriousness, "Since the shopkeeper is my mother's old friend, I must know the cause of my mother's death." ”

Zhou Qingshi's hand holding the tea cup paused slightly, and before he could drink it, he put the tea lid back on, "Your mother doesn't want you to know this." ”

Hearing this, Mo Ran lowered his eyes, and it was difficult to hide his melancholy, "You are a junior below, so Mo Ran will call you 'Uncle Zhou'." She changed her tone and continued, "I really don't hide it from Uncle Zhou, Mo Ran has been looking for you for a long time, and he has sent someone to his mother's hometown of Jiangling, but there is no news, but I never thought that you were actually in Kyoto." ”

"Uncle Zhou, just tell me, after so many years, Mo Ran couldn't sleep and eat when he thought of the strange cause of his mother's death, Uncle Zhou!" She stared at Zhou Qingshi with a pair of crystal eyes.

Zhou Qingshi couldn't bear to look at her, turned his head, Mo Ran stood up stubbornly, walked in front of him, and saw that his knees were about to touch the ground and he pulled him up, "Mo Ran, your mother doesn't want you to stir up this troubled water, your mother only wants you to be happy." ”

"How can you live at peace if you don't even know the cause of your biological mother's death?"

After a while, Zhou Qingshi sighed and spoke slowly......

The carriage stopped not far away, dozens of zhang away, but she stumbled and bumped into someone, the person scolded, and she turned a deaf ear, and the whole world lingered around a sentence for a long time, "You are not Su Yingzhi's daughter." ”

She once thought that the entire Su Mansion couldn't live for her mother, but who could spare this remnant of the world!

It was raining heavily, she looked at the carriage in the shade of the trees in the distance but felt very far away, her vision was washed by the rain and the front was white, and there was constantly force behind her to pull her to drive her, but her steps were a thousand pounds, she couldn't take a step, and even felt that her whole body was heavy.

The street, which had just been overcrowded, was deserted by a sudden rainstorm, and she took a few more steps until she fell groggily, and the last word was the mournful cry of the girl behind her.

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Ye Jia go. There are many people involved in the illegal prohibition of drugs, and the Dali Temple has been conducting a tripartite trial for several days, with Zheng Chuqing, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, presiding over the trial, and the rest of the princes and ministers observing.

The woman under the hall knelt on the ground, her white cloth clothes were stained with blood, her hair was scattered on both sides, and her fair face was covered with dust.

In the second interrogation, she still clenched her teeth and didn't say anything, and the man in the Dali Temple prison uniform pulled her down.

As soon as Jiang Junqing finished the interrogation and walked out of Dali Temple, Mo Yu, who was waiting at the door, rushed up and said something in his ear.

Jiang Junqing frowned and stared at him, "How could she be sick when she is so good?" ”

"The person sent out said that Miss Su went to Duobao Pavilion this afternoon, and when she came back, she fainted in the heavy rain."

The two walked to the carriage parked on the side, and Jiang Junqing suddenly stopped, "Duobao Pavilion? He remembered that Su Moran had never liked silver jewelry, and asked, "What are you doing in Duobao Pavilion?" ”

"According to Xiao Er there, Miss Su went there with a wooden box and wanted to find their shopkeeper."

"Go check the treasurer of the Duobao Pavilion."

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Mo Ran closed his eyes, frowned, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water, cold sweat was dripping, and his hair was mixed with sweat and sticking to the wet. Run's forehead.

There were hands in the darkness that were happy to smooth her raised brow over and over again.

The long dreams are mixed with the hustle and bustle, the vast land is full of devastation, the wars are raging, the mountains and rivers are fragmented, and the people are miserable.

It's a troubled time, and there's a pungent fishy sweetness floating in the air.

There is no vast sea of flowers like stars, and there is no familiar Guiyan, here is the monarch's desire to dominate the world. Hope.

However, in troubled times, there are always heroes.

The man in the dream was dressed in armor, and he stood alone on this disintegrated land, cutting off the heads of barbarians wherever the sword went, staining his front with blood, and the loud sound of war drums belonged to the heroes of this era.

Conquer the four seas and be loyal to the monarch, but such a person did not die on the battlefield, not to serve the country, but to die in a crimson city gate, outside which the people were jubilant and empty, but inside the city gate was the sound of swords tearing the night sky of the imperial city......

Awakened by the same dream again, she opened her eyes, gasped for breath, and suddenly glimpsed into the darkness sitting on the edge of the collapse, unconsciously exclaiming.

A pair of cool hands held her hand and comforted softly, "Don't be afraid, it's me." ”

Although he couldn't see the man's face clearly, Mo Ran recognized the voice.

She sat up and shook the man's hand away, "Regent, is this the wall of my Su Mansion that doesn't exist?" Besides, this is a women's boudoir, you can enter if you want to? ”

I didn't expect her to be so polite, Jiang Junqing said, "I heard that you are sick, I came to see you, it is inconvenient to enter and exit during the day, so I want to come and see it at night." ”

Mo Ran sneered, "The regent doesn't remember what he said in Akiyama that day?" ”

He couldn't speak for a long time, only a pair of dark and dazzling eyes stared at her, "Mo Ran, those are angry words." His tone was full of tiredness, because he couldn't rest assured of her, and after returning from Dali Temple, he rushed here non-stop, but fortunately he couldn't see his eyes bloodshot in the dark night.

The tone was humble, as if he was coaxing a child, Mo Ran lowered his eyelids in a daze, "I'm not angry, you go"

There was another silence, the two were relatively silent, Jiang Junqing sighed, "That's it, you can rest." ”

She kept her head tilted her head to the wall, only to hear footsteps moving away, and the red-lacquered wooden door opened with a "creak", a cool breeze spilling in, and then closed again.

After sitting for a while, Mo Ran stared at the door in a daze, and only lay down again after a while, but he was sleepy.