There was a thick stack of silver tickets lying in the box, and on top of the silver tickets, a delicate crystal gourd was pressed.

It was a gadget he specially asked people to find in order to coax her to read and read.

Mo Lingyuan took out the crystal gourd, squeezed it tightly in his palm, and counted the silver tickets in the box.

It's a full 20,000 taels of silver, which is a lot of money.

When she got married, Chu Qingze was not even willing to give her a copper plate as a dowry at the bottom of the box, where did she get so much money?

This is clearly planning to use the money to buy out her food, clothing, housing and transportation in the Young Marshal's Mansion, so that the money and goods can be paid off, and the line will be completely drawn after the two are cleared with him, and there will be no entanglement.

But that marriage contract is still in his study, even if she goes to the ends of the earth, she is his woman.

Mo Lingyuan swept all the things on the dresser to the ground with a frenzy of palms, and looked for them one drawer after another.

Mattresses, pillows, pillowcases, clothes in the cupboard, shoes, socks, and even the ornaments hanging on the walls were all ripped off by him and thrown to the floor.

These are all traces of her existence.

She returned the crystal gourd he had given her.

And what about diamond hairpins? What about pistols?

He also gave her those things, did she take them?

When the housekeeper returned to the new house, he saw that the originally clean and tidy bedroom was in a mess.

Bedding, sheets, pillows, pillowcases, as well as clothes and shoes in the cupboard, and even curtains were piled on the floor,

The drawers were all opened, and the dresser was in shambles.

Mo Lingyuan almost didn't tear down the wall.

"Young Marshal, what are you looking for?" The housekeeper grabbed Mo Lingyuan, who was dismantling the wardrobe with his bare hands, and looked at his fingertips that were bleeding from the skin in horror, "The old slave will find you, the old slave will just look for it, your hands are bleeding." ”

"Looking for what?" Mo Lingyuan stared blankly at his bleeding fingers and muttered.

What the hell he was looking for, even he didn't know.

He was looking for Chu Yunyao, wanting to prove that she hadn't left, and to find evidence that she would come back.

Just like last time, he searched the entire Jincheng and didn't find her, she went out to play, and then obediently returned to the young marshal's mansion.

But this time was completely different from the last time, and a subconscious voice in his heart was telling him that she had left and would not come back.

The housekeeper was distressed and brought gauze over to tie his wounds.

It is said that ten fingers are connected to the heart, how can the young marshal be like no one else, as if he can't feel pain at all?

"Where's the young lady?" Mo Lingyuan looked at her fingers in a daze, thinking back to the scene when she held the scalpel and simply took out the bullet for him, "Did you find it?" ”

"Nope." The housekeeper shook his head and sighed: "I have searched all the places, let alone digging three feet into the ground, even the water in the pool has been drained, and I have not found the young lady." ”

The housekeeper paused and asked, "In the haystack at the back, two corpses have been dug up, what should be done?" ”

"How did you die? Check the wound? Until now, Mo Lingyuan didn't want to believe that Chu Yunyao really killed those two people with his own hands in front of everyone in the Young Marshal's Mansion as the guards said.

"One died from a stab in the throat, and the other died from a bullet that blew his head." The housekeeper could not imagine the scene at that time.

The young lady is thin and small, and it is difficult to kill a chicken and a fish, how can she kill someone?

"Throw it to the mass grave." Mo Lingyuan's eyebrows were clenched: "Including Zeng Jiali's corpse." ”

"Yes." The housekeeper heard Mo Lingyuan's stomach make a hungry sound when he was uncomfortable: "Young marshal, I haven't had time to eat all the way back, I'll let the kitchen cook some dumplings for you......"