The hazy sky for several days had no intention of dissipating, and the lingering drizzle was like washing everything away.

The mint aroma of the lilac sachet seems to be absorbed by the humid air, and it doesn't taste good even if you put it in front of your nose and smell it vigorously. According to what Mama Li said that day, the owner of this sachet can only be two people, Lan Xin or Xiaoquanzi.

Lan Xin is the person next to Chun Liangdi, and it is impossible for her to come. The day Xiao Quanzi was bitten by the moon was in the Spring Xiangyuan, although it was very close to the Cuizhu Garden, but he was called by Lan Zhu to come to the tree to pick pear blossoms, and he had never entered the Cuizhu Garden.

But why did the sachet appear in Cuizhuyuan? The people who came to Cuizhuyuan that day, except for Mama Li and the two people who came to take her away, should have been the only one who came to inspect Mr. Zhang and the workers who repaired the courtyard gate. None of these people could have carried this sachet with them.

Could it be that the moon lended to bring it back when she bit Xiaoquanzi? Cao Ran looked at the moon who was looking under the eaves like her, and the moon was in a bit depressed recently, perhaps because the never-ending drizzle affected it to continue to gnaw on the half-broken green bamboo in the small bamboo forest.

The one who brought the food over recently was a slightly chubby little eunuch. Cao Ran didn't know why it wasn't Mama Li who came over, the little eunuch never gave her a chance to speak, every time she just put the food at the door and shouted, she left, probably because she was frightened by the moon after hearing what happened to Xiao Quanzi.

Without Mama Li's small sitting and chatting, Cao Ran has not communicated with people for a long time. It was already past the time to deliver the food, but no one came for a long time, and she wondered if she had been forgotten here.

Cao Ran squatted down, stroked his straight tail like a moon-loving broom, and said in a questioning tone: "What are you not good to bring, why do you bring this sachet back?" It's like asking the moon, and it's like asking yourself.

The raindrops that slid down from the eaves became more and more rapid, ticking against the bluestone slabs on the ground. She opened her mouth suddenly, surprised to realize that she had neglected someone.

The man who broke the courtyard gate.

Cao Ran came to the restored courtyard gate with an oil-paper umbrella, the brown courtyard door was closed, and a trace of being chopped by a sharp axe could still be seen on the inside. Cao Ran poked in through the crack in the door with a slender branch, and measured the thickness of a palm of the courtyard door. To make a hole in such a thick and solid wooden door, it is necessary to have enough strength and know how to use the tools without being detected.

Everyone thought that Lan Zhu was the manipulator of the whole incident, and when Lan Zhu was taken out that day, she desperately struggled to pounce on the princess, and was pulled out effortlessly, is such a Lan Zhu capable of destroying such a heavy courtyard gate?

The answer, of course, is no. It must not be just Blue Beads, but who else?

The cold wind swept the rain over her head and the oil-paper umbrella pierced her clothes, making her feel the biting cold, and she stumbled towards the bedroom, feeling as if she was stepping on cotton.

The softness and warmth of cotton soon spread to the whole body, and I could no longer feel the cold of the rain crackling wantonly, and only the name of one person, Xiaoquanzi, floated in my mind.

The person who destroyed the gate of the courtyard was Xiao Quanzi. Her mind still made this judgment in the drift.

Xiaoquanzi did not go to Chunxiang Garden to pick pear blossoms, but came to Cuizhuyuan to destroy the courtyard gate and release the moon. Only in this way can we explain why peppermint sachets appear in Cuizhuyuan.

Lan Zhu did this to avenge his brother's blood sacrifice, so what is Xiaoquanzi for? Was Xiaoquanzi really bitten to death by the moon? These questions repeatedly appeared in Cao Ran's mind, making her feel weak and powerless.

Suddenly, it was dark, as if everything was still, and even the rustling sound of the rain that had been hitting the oil-paper umbrella was gone. She was tired, she didn't have the strength to open her eyes, and she finally stopped having the energy to think nonsense.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on the bed in the bedroom.

Lifting the soft quilt on his body, he felt dizzy as soon as he sat up. Cao Ran didn't know how she got back to the bedroom, and she changed into clean clothes, she didn't have any impression at all.

"Do you think you don't have to take blood from the moon if you get sick?" Yu Wenmiao, who had been standing in front of the window, suddenly opened his mouth, which really startled Cao Ran.

Cao Ran took the things handed over by Yu Wenxuan, and only when he got it in his hand did he smell a strong smell of herbs, thinking that it was no wonder that he hadn't smelled mint recently, it turned out that he was cold, and such a big smell of herbs could only be smelled so close.

"It smells terrible!" Her voice was noticeably hoarse, and as soon as she said it, she wondered if it came from her own mouth.

Yuwen frowned, and impatiently reached out to hold the medicine bowl in Cao Ran's hand, ready to take it away. "If you don't want to drink, you'll get sick." He said indifferently.

Cao Ran's drowsy head hadn't reacted yet, and the first thing she felt was that Yu Wenmiao's hand holding the medicine bowl touched her index finger, and his hand was very cold, colder than the rain that snapped on her.

She remembered that when they were in college, it was clear that every time they held his hand, it was hot, and she always took advantage of his inattention to put her cold hand into his coat pocket to warm up, and he would definitely criticize her for wearing more while warming her hands.

"Oh, why don't you wear more, see your hands are cold." She put her other hand on Yu Wenmiao's hand holding the medicine bowl, and looked at him with a red and fluttering little face, he was still so sunny, lined with a smooth and fair face, his thick eyebrows were slightly raised rebelliously upward, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned, wasn't he happy?

She just wanted to reach out to smooth his eyebrows, but he grabbed him hard at the moment she was about to touch it.

Yuwen raised his eyebrows angrily, he hated it when others touched his face. But after only a moment, he conjured up evil eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a wicked smile: "Are you seducing me?" ”

Cao Ran was grabbed hard, and her body leaned softly on Yuwen Miao's waist, and she fell asleep like this.

Yu Wenqiao looked at the woman with ruddy cheeks and slightly upturned lips, she combed her hair in the same simple bun as other maids, without too much decoration, so that he never felt that the outfit of the maid in the house was so fresh and natural.

Recalling that day, she defended herself with reason, and in the face of the princess's angry reprimand, she couldn't see her timidity at all, and she could make a series of judgments in a very orderly manner, is she really just an ordinary maid of Shangshufu? And why is it by his side?

When Cao Ran was fully awake, it was already dark, and his palms were finally warm, and something seemed to twitch.

"Are you awake?" Sensing Cao Ran's movements, Yu Wenqiao cleared his throat and said knowingly. He raised his hand and said to Cao Ran, who was still a little dazed, "Isn't it time to let go?" ”

Only then did she realize that her hand was clenching his palm tightly, and his hand was no longer so cold.