Hearing Gu Qinghuan's words, Gu He was stunned.

Soon, she understood something, and her eyes swept to Gu Yixian and Gu Jingxing on the side in disbelief.

Gu Yixian's eyes on Gu He were silent for a moment-

How did he think that his mother's eyes were full of "The son who is not angry is actually fighting today?!" ”？

Is it an illusion...... Is it?

"That's it."

Gu Qinghuan patted the back of Gu He's hand and said softly, "So grandmother, don't worry, I'm fine." ”

"That's good, that's good......" Gu He was a little sour.

What's going on lately?

Good things come one after another.

First of all, the granddaughter finally polished her eyes and was no longer as deceived as in the past, and then now, the old things that had worried her for seven years were finally unraveled by these three screwed guys.

After sighing for a while, Gu He noticed what was in front of her, she swept the coffin over there, a trace of pity flashed in her eyes, and said, "The ...... in here It's the White Maiden, right? ”

Eight years ago, her granddaughter met Bai Zhi because of disaster relief, and she ran to Bai Zhi's house every three or five days, Gu He always remembered.

At the beginning, Gu He was worried that her granddaughter would be led astray, but what she didn't expect was that although Bai Zhi was born in a small family, her vision was not comparable to ordinary people.

Gu Qinghuan sent tables and chairs to Bai Zhi's house, and sent quilts, all of which were personally selected by Gu He's family, which would not make Bai Zhi feel too valuable and refuse to accept them, nor would they look shabby and useless.

Later, Bai Zhi also gave the Gu family a return, and the ice-making recipe not only brought changes to the Gu family, but even to the summer of the entire Dazhang Dynasty.

Because of this recipe, the Gu family has become more and more favored today.

Unexpectedly, the strange woman who took out this recipe was killed a few years ago......

Gu He also regretted that she didn't have time to meet Bai Zhi.

"Yes."

When Gu Qinghuan heard Gu He's words, his eyes were a little gloomy.

Although I have solved the knot in my heart for many years, not everything has such an opportunity.

If she owes Bai Zhi, she will never have a chance to say it.

"I'll send someone to Guining Temple and ask the monks to pray for the white girl." Gu He said.

Before Bai Zhi died, the Gu family failed to repay her kindness to Gu Qinghuan, as well as the kindness of that party, and now that Bai Zhi has passed away, Gu He wants to do something for Bai Zhi.

"Grandmother, grandson has already sent someone." Gu Jingxing said, "Early tomorrow morning, there will be a senior monk coming to the door." ”

Gu He said: "That's good." ”

After a pause, Gu He's family waved away Wang's mother and the others, and after only four people from the Gu family were left in the house, she asked in a deep voice, "Who killed the white girl?" ”

She also heard about Bai Zhi's killing.

But who was it that attacked a helpless widow, and also arranged the illusion of Bai Zhi's suicide to hide from outsiders?

"It's not clear." Gu Jingxing shook his head, "Sun Er has already sent someone to investigate." ”

Gu Yixian glanced at Gu Qinghuan, who was gloomy on the side, and said to Gu He's family: "My son will also send someone to investigate this matter as soon as possible, and strive to find the murderer as soon as possible, so as to comfort the white girl's spirit in the sky." ”

"Hmm."

Gu He nodded, took Gu Qinghuan's hand, and said softly: "Grandmother knows that you have a very good relationship with the white girl, but don't be too melancholy because of this, presumably the white girl doesn't want you to be too sad because of her." ”

Seeing that his family was worried about him, Gu Qinghuan accepted the look of worry, and smiled reluctantly: "I know." ”

Seeing Gu Qinghuan like this, the others didn't have much to say.

After comforting Gu Qinghuan, the four of them gave Bai Zhi incense, burned some paper money, and sent guards to guard here before leaving.

After Gu Qinghuan returned to his courtyard, he instructed Zhiyue to let Shi Xia boil some hot water to wash.

Running around today and crying for a while, Gu Qinghuan felt a little tired.

After taking a bath and washing his face, Gu Qinghuan felt a little more comfortable and called Hongluan to wait.

Gu Qinghuan sat on the chair and took a nap with his eyes half-closed.

Suddenly, Hongluan's voice came from his ear: "Miss...... Please mourn. ”

Gu Qinghuan was stunned, opened her eyes, and looked at Hongluan from the mirror, only to see Hongluan lowering her eyes and seriously combing her hair, if she didn't know that she had no auditory hallucinations before, Gu Qinghuan really thought that Hongluan had never opened her mouth from beginning to end.

"You know about Sister Bai Zhi?" Gu Qinghuan said.

Hongluan said: "When Sister Zhiqiu and the eldest prince did these things, they didn't hide it from the people in the house, in the courtyard of the young lady, there were also many people discussing, and the slave listened to some of them, although I don't know what the relationship between the white girl and the young lady is, but seeing that the young lady attaches so much importance to it, she must be a very important person to the young lady, such a person has passed away, no matter how long it takes for the young lady to know, it will be uncomfortable, right?" ”

When Gu Qinghuan heard this, he was silent for a while before he said, "Yes, I'm sad." ”

Angelica Angelica is like a sustenance to her.

Gu Qinghuan does not regard Bai Zhi as her mother, but as an older sister, even if she is not related by blood, she is a sister who is closer than her own sister.

Bai Zhi taught her many truths, and also comforted her when she was hesitant and sad, for fear that she would take a fork in the road as a child, so she was careful and took care of her.

Gu Qinghuan has received too much warmth from Bai Zhi, and he has also placed strong feelings on Bai Zhi.

But one day, someone suddenly told her that Bai Zhi was dead.

Killed.

How could she not be sad and in pain?

Hongluan is right, no matter how long it takes for Bai Zhi's death to be known to her, she will still be sad.

Looking at the haze on Gu Qinghuan's face, Hongluan only felt that that the bright face had become dull.

"Mademoiselle is a kind person." Hongluan said suddenly.

Gu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "What's the use of saying this?" ”

Is this comforting?

It doesn't seem to work.

Hongluan shook her head: "The slave just wants to say this." ”

Gu Qinghuan was stunned, looking at Hongluan's serious appearance in the mirror, she couldn't help but think of Hongluan who was by her side when she was alone in Pingle Pavilion in her previous life.

How nice would it be if Hongluan wasn't sent by someone else, but someone else?

"Hongluan." Gu Qinghuan spoke.

"The slave is here." Hongluan interface.

"I'm not a good person."

Gu Qinghuan said slowly: "On the contrary, I am a selfish person, I will only be good to others if others are good to me, so ...... Don't be delusional about me. ”

When Hongluan heard this, his face did not change, but he raised his eyes to look in the mirror, and his eyes were full of serious words at Gu Qinghuan.

Rippling and overflowing, it seems to be born with hidden style, and it is moving.

Hongluan paused slightly, and said: "Miss, sometimes, even if you are yourself, it is impossible to fully understand yourself, perhaps, you are not paying attention to you, and you are kind to others for no reason?" ”

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