Looking at each other, Ming Ran clearly saw the amazement in the man's eyes.

He exuded an unusual nobility around him, a pair of phoenix eyes with a flirtatious smile, thin lips slightly raised, unconcealed the cold arrogance in his eyes, and raised his eyebrows to look at her.

Ming Ran looked the man up and down, hooked his lips and smiled, and stepped into the room.

She sat thoughtfully on the chair, a table of delicious food was placed in front of her one after another, she picked up the iron chopsticks and picked up the roast goose leg, she leaned away, and said, "You say, how can there be such a good-looking man in this world?" ”

Muyang's hand paused, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "Are you referring to me?" ”

Ming Ran retracted his thoughts, rolled his eyes, approached him and said, "There is a man next door, that face is really beautiful, the point is his indescribable bearing, which is convincing." ”

"You're not sick, are you?" Mu Yang touched her forehead.

Ming Ran shook his head, "Is there a noble child in the Celestial Empire that I haven't seen?" ”

Mu Yang snorted coldly and picked up the elbow in front of him, "You haven't seen it, that's too much." ”

"But I don't think he's from the Celestial Empire." Ming Ran put down his chopsticks and looked at Muyang with a serious face.

Mu Yang's buried head slowly raised, his eyes suspicious, "Seriously." ”

Mingran grimaced, "You think I'm joking?" ”

She got up and pushed open the window sash, just in time to see a carriage parked by the street below, the man stepped onto the carriage, looked back at the window lattice of the drunken sky building, and locked his eyes on the bright face.

Ming Ran stiffened, closed the window sash hard, sat back in the chair, and said, "Could it be that there are foreigners who have entered Beijing?" ”

Mu Yang picked up the silk silk on the table and wiped the corners of his mouth, "King Run's frontier army rushed back to the capital, and now there are only tens of thousands of soldiers and horses guarding the frontier, and it is not uncommon for someone from a foreign country to enter the capital." ”

"Aren't you afraid of a foreign invasion?"

"Who dares? The Celestial Empire is a powerful country in the world, and the Jiang State is a vassal state of the Celestial Empire, and the Li State naturally does not have the strength to be an enemy of the Celestial Empire. ”

Mingran nodded as if he didn't understand, still curious about the man's identity in his mind.

"Why is that maid of yours with the maid of Luambo's Mansion?"

Ming Ran sighed slightly, "Do you remember that hunt when I got lost in the forest?" ”

"Yes."

"I found out that my horse was drugged that day, and after returning home, I thought about it carefully, and I thought it was related to Zhuqing, and then when I fell into the water, I told her before I left the house, saying that I didn't return to the house for an hour and asked her to tell her mother, but I didn't want to."

Mu Yang took over and said, "But I don't want her to inform my little aunt at all, so you didn't get the rescue of the Hou Mansion as soon as possible?" ”

Ming Ran raised his eyes and nodded, "At that time, An Xuqiao had an accident, and I entered the palace again, so I sent her to the stable, and I was going to check her in detail in the future." ”

"If the maid in Lu Amber Mansion is Xiao Qiya's person, your maid must also be Xiao Qiya's person."

As soon as the conversation changed, Mu Yang asked again, "How do you know that Xiao Qiya is not dead?" ”

Ming Ran lowered his eyes, looked at Muyang quietly, and was silent for a long time before saying, "Xiao Yichen told me." ”

Mu Yang said thoughtfully, "Then this matter must be true, but I don't know if Lan Ling's girl has kept up?" ”

He sighed, thought of the woman in the portrait again, and secretly wondered if there really was someone in the world who looked the same?

Although Ming Dye is similar to the Queen Mother, it is because of the blood connection.

No, could the maid also be related to the woman in the portrait?

"Dye'er, that maid can't be related to the woman in the portrait, right?"

Mingran asked impatiently, "Who is the woman in the portrait?" ”

Mu Yang hesitated slightly, when he saw the portrait two years ago, he saw the words "Lin Baiyue" in the bottom corner of the portrait.

At that time, seeing Mu Zhihan holding the portrait in his arms like a treasure, he understood that the woman in the painting was Mu Zhihan's beloved.

He checked it later and found out that the woman was the eldest lady of the Lin family. Because the Lin family was copied, Lin Baiyue was certainly not spared.

He said in a low voice, "Lin Baiyue, the eldest lady of the Lin family back then." ”

Ming Ran leaned in front of him, "The little uncle's sweetheart is the Lin family?" ”

"Hmm."

Ming Ran swallowed his throat, "No wonder my little uncle is reluctant to get married, it turns out that my sweetheart has gone to Huangquan." ”

"Lin Baiyue's family has been beheaded for more than 20 years, and the maid in Lu Anbo's Mansion suddenly has a similar face, will it matter?"

Ming Ran hooked his lips, "Xiao Qiya didn't die more than twenty years ago, but it didn't come out of thin air now." ”

She got up from the chair leisurely, thinking that it was getting dark, and she didn't want to go back to the palace, so she had to send someone into the palace to talk to Fuyue.

"I'm back to the Hou Mansion."

Muyang also stood up, and the two walked out as they spoke, and it didn't take long for them to go their separate ways.

After Ming Ran returned to the Hou Mansion, Lan Ling also returned soon after.

Today, when she followed the streets and alleys, she also lost it, but after she returned home, she went to the stable and saw that Zhuqing had returned home.

"County Lord, you asked the slave maid to investigate Zhuqing before, some time ago, after the moon silver was distributed, the slave maid followed Zhuqing out of the house, she went to a dilapidated house in the streets and alleys of the city, and a teenage boy lived in it, who was Zhuqing's younger brother."

Mingran was surprised, "I've never heard her mention it." ”

"The roster in the house records that when Zhuqing entered the mansion, he claimed to be an orphan."

"Zhuqing entered the mansion later than you?"

Lan Ling nodded, "The slave maid entered the mansion at the age of six, and Zhuqing was seven years old, and the slave maid was a year earlier than her." ”

The candle flame in the room flickered in Ming's eyes, her face was gloomy, and she said coldly, "Bring that little boy into the house, if he doesn't comply, he will be tied up." ”

The night sky was dark, dark clouds obscured the bright moon, and the sky seemed to be covered with a black cloth.

Under the eaves of the Xueliu courtyard, there are several bright lanterns, rippling in the wind.

In the middle of the courtyard is a chair carved from rosewood with lotus flowers, and at the door are two small servants standing respectfully, holding lanterns with their heads bowed.

Ming Ran reclined on the chair and looked at Zhuqing kneeling in front of her with a cold expression.

Zhuqing's kneeling body on the ground was constantly trembling, and his face was full of tears.

Lan Ling led a boy into the courtyard and walked up to Ming Ran.

Zhuqing looked up, was so frightened that he pulled the boy over, hugged him tightly in his arms, and said with tears in his eyes, "Farewell, don't touch him." ”

She covered the boy's face and kowtowed to Mingran, "County Lord, the slave begs you, the slave brother is innocent, please don't hurt him, please, please"

"He's innocent, what about you?" Mingran looked at her coldly.

"Slave slave is guilty."

"Then let's say, who is the person behind you?"

Zhuqing trembled, the corners of his mouth opened and closed, but the tears kept dripping, and the hand holding the boy never let go.

"What? Don't want to say? Mingran's tone was cold, and his eyes were as cold as the top of an iceberg, making people dare not approach.

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