On this day, there was goose feather snow in the sky, as if he was crying for Ye Shaochuan.

Ye Minghuan stood aside and chanted the scriptures, calmly watching Ye Shaochuan's coffin be buried in the loess little by little, and buried little by little. Only then did she feel that her father was really not by her side.

There was heavy snow between the heavens and the earth, and as far as the eye could see, there was a white expanse everywhere, but it was very clean, and the lead was washed away, leaving only pure white.

It's not bad that Daddy can be buried here.

Ye Minghuan buried his father, sprinkled a handful of loess in person, closed his eyes and mourned for a long time, and then left.

When she returned to Yefu, she suddenly felt dizzy and tired.

Only then did she remember that she hadn't closed her eyes for three days and three nights. But she didn't dare to close her eyes, she was afraid that those beautiful memories would be mixed with the pain of reality, and in her dreams she would once again break down the solid wall of heart that had been established now.

When she was dizzy, Yan Haoxue came.

A few days ago, the old man of the Yan family brought Yan Haoxue and Yan Haoying to worship every day, but today is a private matter of the Ye family, and Ye Minghuan thought that Yan Haoxue would not come back.

"Sister Yan," Ye Minghuan endured his exhaustion, and there was a rare light smile on his face.

Yan Haoxue looked at her sister and always felt that there was something different about her, but she couldn't say what was different. But she faintly felt in her heart that after experiencing this blow, the lively and cheerful sister in the past was no longer there.

"Sister," Yan Haoxue touched her pale little face, "You... Are you okay? ”

Ye Minghuan nodded and said softly, "It's all good." ”

She poured a cup of tea for Yan Haoxue, and said, "It's snowing today, my sister's cough is not cured, why did she come out?" ”

"I... I have something for you," Yan Haoxue sighed lightly, and finally decided to go straight in.

She took out a dossier from her arms and handed it to Ye Minghuan, "Did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince tell you?" He handed over the two things to me to check on Nan Zhenzi. Here are the results. ”

"Ling Xuanlan, it was really calculated. Moreover, Nan Zhenzi has an unusual relationship with Ling Xuanche. Yan Haoxue was a little worried that Ye Minghuan would not want to listen, so she was a little hesitant to speak.

Ye Minghuan frowned when he heard this, "Nan Zhenzi and Ling Xuanche, how are they?" ”

Ye Minghuan was worried that if Nan Zhenzi and Ling Xuanche got too close, Yan Haoxue would be uncomfortable, so he looked at Yan Haoxue with concern.

Yan Haoxue knew the meaning in her eyes, so she just shook her head, "You don't have to worry about me." I don't take love to heart. ”

"It's just that this Nan Zheng is really hidden." Yan Haoxue's tone was rare and heavy, "She has helped Ling Xuanche do a lot of things. ”

"That day, when I sent someone to investigate and follow the little palace maid who poured tea on Ling Xuanlan that day, I accidentally found that the little palace maid first went to find Ling Xuanche, and then went to Nanqi Mansion. A few days later, Qianrui came down the mountain and took something up the mountain. ”

"Later, I found out in my investigation that it was Ling Xuanche's reward to Nan Zhenzi. Nan Zhenzi wants to separate you and Ling Xuanlan, indeed because she is jealous of you. However, she inadvertently helped Ling Xuanche. And those rewards, not just because of her and you, but..."

Yan Haoxue put her head close to Ye Minghuan's ear and whispered, "She helped him kill a lot of people." ”

"How so?" Ye Minghuan exclaimed, "Nan Zhenzi is also a concubine, how can he become a killer for him?" ”

"I don't know what benefits Ling Xuanche has given her, but that's indeed the case." Yan Haoxue nodded and said, "It's just that I can't find out who she killed and took this reward." ”

Ye Minghuan thought for a moment, and suddenly remembered something, "Nan Zhenzi uses a long sword, and it can be tested through a test of injuries." ”

Yan Haoxue sighed and said, "You don't know, Nan Zhenzi's mother is the descendant of the Eighteen Sects. And this craft is passed on to women but not to men. ”

Eighteen people!! Ye Minghuan was secretly surprised.