"It's not early in the day, I looked on the way here, there is a light gold inn that looks good, and Shen Da has already booked a few rooms" Shen Weiqing got up, planning to say goodbye to He Wanrong.

"Hey~ Why don't you take me seriously? My county government can't accommodate your big Buddha now? He Wanrong looked angry and hurriedly got up to stop him.

"Brother Jiuxing, what are you talking about, my family, you said that this capital doesn't know when it will be closed, if it is three or two days, if it is a long time, wouldn't this be too troublesome for you!" Shen Weiqing explained again and again.

"If it's three or two days, I won't keep you, but this day can't be short, so you have to live with me!" How can this inn outside have its own home comfort? ”

I only heard He Wanrong smile, turned to look at Mrs. Shen and said:

"Did you say yes, old lady?"

"But it's too much of a disturbance!" Mrs. Shen was also extremely polite.

"If you are so polite, I will go to the capital twice in the past three days, and I will not be able to enter the gate of your Shen Mansion in the future, right?" He Wanrong used the last killer move.

After some prevarication, the Shen family finally stayed at He Wanrong's mansion.

When he returned to the room at night, Shen Yunwei took out the nebula mirror and looked at the clouds circulating above it repeatedly, dotted with stars, but he didn't know how to open his mouth and shout out like usual.

In this life, she was the only one who knew, but she could only watch him die again.

She really didn't know how to face Lang Yanqing, so she looked at the bronze mirror for a long time, and finally decided to stuff it back under the pillow.

So far, the only way to make her feel at ease is to do everything she can to find out the real murderer of Lang Yanqing, so that he may be able to escape this catastrophe and die peacefully in that life.

******

Early in the morning of the second day, Shen Yunwei got up and enjoyed the flowers in the inner courtyard, and a acacia tree was planted in this courtyard, which is now in full bloom, and the pink stamens are scattered all over the ground, like a woman's tenderness and water.

Just as she could see her mind, she heard a voice like light rain coming: "Sister of the Shen family, this acacia tree was planted by my mother when she was there, and now it is so much higher!" ”

The person who came was He Qianqian, although she was only in her cardamom years, she was now tall and tall, dressed in blue water satin, and she looked very elegant. Compared with her, Shen Yunwei really looks like a child.

"I want to come to Mrs. He with an elegant temperament, which can be seen from Sister Qianqian!" Shen Yun said with a slight smile.

He Qianqian only smiled faintly when she heard this, and looked up at the acacia flower at the top, with a hint of tenderness and sweetness in her eyes.

Such a woman with a refined temperament, thinking that she would fall into the land of fireworks in the future, Shen Yunwei couldn't bear it.

But when I think about He Qianqian's fame in the capital, it was three or four years later, presumably things will take a turn for the better in the past few years?

It seems that this entry into Beijing is the tiger's den in Longtan step by step.

The two quietly admired the flowers for a while, and a grandmother came to He's mansion and only said that Master He had something to do, so she called He Qianqian away.

Shen Yunwei also planned to go back to the room, but was shocked to find something under his feet, looked down, and found a corner of rice paper exposed outside the embroidered shoes.

When she saw that there was no one around, she quickly picked it up, and did not dare to look at it, so she put it in her pocket.

She didn't dare to breathe back to the room, she dared to open it, only to see that the paper read:

"Melancholy colorful clouds flying, what do you know?

I don't see the acacia flowers, but I lean on the acacia tree"

The ink on the paper had been dry for a long time, and it was a copy of Mr. Nalan Xingde's poem.

Shen Yunwei said goodbye to the creases of the paper neatly and meticulously, as if it was often opened and often folded back the way it came. It seems that it must be cherished.

But this poem describes two lovers who can't love, and now He Qianqian is a woman in the boudoir, this age is just beginning to look for relatives, if Master He and Mrs. He are not in a hurry, it is not impossible to wait for another two or three years.

It stands to reason that He Qianqian can't get in touch with any men at all, and she shouldn't have any lovesick lovers.

But looking at He Qianqian's look at the acacia tree just now, she thought she was envious of her parents' friendship, and it seems that there is still an inside story in this.

Shen Yunwei thought so, and always felt that it was very bad for him to secretly pick up other people's things.

After thinking about it, she decided to go to He Qianqian's room again in the evening, and pretended to find another time to give her this rice paper in the name of small talk.

But I didn't want to, something happened at night, which made the Shen family embarrassed and left the He Mansion overnight.

"Father, I just drank too much"

At this moment, Shen Yunlu was kneeling in front of Shen Weiqing in the front hall, his face was red, his eyes were confused, his words were floating, and he looked drunk.

Shen Weiqing was so angry at the moment that her face was red and her ears were red, and she was more like Guan Gong than this drunken Shen Yun, and she was about to behead her own son with a Qinglong Yanyue Knife:

"Bastard! How does the Father teach you? You dare to go out drinking behind my back! And do such immoral things! ”

"I don't know how to ......"

Shen Yun snorted haha, as if he had been emboldened after drinking, and his father's words were very casual.

When Shen Weiqing heard this, he kicked Shen Yun to the ground, picked up the stick in his hand, and was about to draw it, but was stopped by He Wanrong, who was standing aside, reaching out and stopping him:

"Brother Feng Yan, I don't think this matter has reached any point of no return, otherwise, let's forget it."

When Shen Weiqing heard this, she raised the stick in her hand again, looking like she was going to kill Shen Yun:

"No! Brother Jiuxing, the more you don't care about me now, the more I feel that this old face has nowhere to go! ”

Mrs. Shen took Shen Yunwei and Shen Yunyi aside, she had never seen Shen Weiqing so angry, and no one dared to step forward to persuade her.

It turned out that this He Qianqian got the order of Master He, and in the afternoon, she was going to the county market to pick out some brocade for the Shen family brothers and sisters to turn around and make autumn clothes, which could be regarded as a friendship between the children and daughters, and they would move around more in the future.

Unexpectedly, this He Qianqian went to the market, and on the way back, she met Shen Yunqian, who was already drunk.

Shen Yunqian didn't know if he was drunk or obsessed, so he didn't care about the fact that he was about to hug and hug He Qianqian on the street, this He Qianqian only brought a mother-in-law by his side, and he couldn't stop Shen Yunqian from being tall and strong at all.

The people on the road just watched the jokes, and let He Qianqian suffer a lot of bullying in vain, and ran home crying.

Everyone on the street outside saw this, and Shen Yunlu didn't want to deny it.

Although Mrs. Shen said that she usually loves her grandchildren very much, she didn't take care of this matter, and she couldn't open her mouth for a while.

This He Wanrong persuaded Shen Weiqing with kind words, and Shen Weiqing insisted on taking the Shen family to live in the Qianjin Inn overnight.

He Wanrong stopped him, then he forgot it, and took a group of servants to personally move Shen Weiqing's box and cage salute to the inn.