The next day, before the sky was bright, Miyagi rode all the way from the small gate of Miyagi to the Kokugong Mansion.

Then, I saw a boy dressed in blue helping a man in white with a pale face and closed eyes down the steps and into a gray car. Chen Xuan didn't get into the car, he took his hands and stood on the last step of the steps.

He waved his sleeve and the carriage moved.

Chen Sui looked at the rolling ruts and said to Yun Qing: "Inform the people of Sikong Mansion, don't worry"

"Yes, but the son just sent the Jiang fisherman like this?"

Chen Sui has a gentle temperament and treats his subordinates generously on weekdays, so Yun Qing also asked without scruples.

"It's better for some people not to see each other"

Chen Xuan stood on the steps, watching the carriage drift away, and in a blink of an eye, the gray cart disappeared into the fog.

It's just that I don't know who this person is referring to, Jiang Xiaolou or who.

After entering the palace gate, a porter resisted Jiang Xiaolou and replaced it with a small sedan chair that had been prepared for a long time. Jiang Xiaolou tossed and turned like this, and he only frowned slightly. In the dream, she was not stable, she dreamed back to the Shen family compound, she and her sister often played under the old tree, she sat on the swing, and her sister pushed her behind her back.

Swinging her high, as if wings had grown on her back, she rose, and she let out a laugh like a silver bell.

The joy of a child is always so easy.

In an instant, my sister disappeared, the big tree disappeared, and the Shen family's compound also disappeared.

Jiang Xiaolou was alone, unable to see the surroundings clearly, unable to distinguish things, and was in the boundless mist. She cried out loudly, but no one answered.

A cloud of green smoke cleared, and I saw my sister, who was still smiling, curled up on the ground in prison clothes, her face full of fear. Jiang Xiaolou hugged his sister over and hugged him.

"Sister, Yun Xi misses you so much, Yun Xi really misses you so much" Jiang Xiaolou choked up and said, "Sister don't leave Yun Xi again, okay?" Yun Xi doesn't like to cry now, Yun Xi is strong now......"

"Sister, don't leave Yun Xi"

Jiang Xiaolou hugged her tighter and tighter, sparing her so earnestly, and also found that the sister in her arms did not move.

Jiang Xiaolou found out that the dense fog behind his sister was the soul of the Shen family.

There is Shen's mother, Shen's father, eldest brother, second brother, and grandmother......

Jiang Xiaolou felt that he was about to suffocate, and woke up from his dream in vain. She sat up, glad that she had had this dream, and that it was unfortunate. Once again, the wound was revealed, and it was not a dazzling treasure inside, but a bloody pain.

She covered her heart, but found that she was in a different place, she looked around at the ornaments, at this time under her was a couch with roses inlaid with roses, and on a small table of plum blossom lacquer on the side of the bed was a blue and white glazed bottle, she was sure that she had never been to this room.

Such a gorgeous room would not appear in Sikong Mansion, and just as she was thinking about how the owner of this room could appear at this moment, there was a knocking sound on the wall. Jiang Xiaolou didn't care, but knocked twice. So, Jiang Xiaolou stepped on the red sandalwood to find out.

Jiang Xiaolou stood still in front of the wall, looking at the ornamentation on the wall, his fingers stroking along the ornament, wanting to go to another room through the ornament. At this time, there was another knocking sound, and after Jiang Xiaolou hesitated, he knocked on the wall with his hand.

"Are you from last night?"

On the other side of the wall, a teenager's voice was heard.

Jiang Xiaolou didn't think about it and asked, "Yes, who are you?" Where is this? ”

The young man's voice seemed a little happy, and he said: "My name is Chen Hao, I am seventeen years old, and I have an older brother, much older than me......"

Jiang Xiaolou didn't care about him and his brother's affairs, she interrupted Song Chenhao's words and asked, "I asked you where is this?" How did I end up here? ”

"My name is Chen Hao, I am seventeen this year, this is where I grew up, and I don't know where this is." As if the boy had never spoken, he chattered endlessly as soon as he met Jiang Xiaolou.

Jiang Xiaolou gave up talking to her, and she walked to the door, only to find that the door was locked from the outside. The sun shone through the thin gauze paper on her bloodless face.

Who is trapping her here?

Is it the Jiang family?

No, they shouldn't have discovered her existence yet, and they haven't been so quick to get started with her.

Is it Chen Xuan?

It shouldn't be, she has no grievances with him, why should she be trapped here, if she really harmed her, she would have been able to do it a long time ago.

So who is it?

At this time, there was another knock on the wall next door, Jiang Xiaolou walked over, and a fallen brick rolled down at her feet, it turned out that the young man had chiseled through the wall. Jiang Xiaolou squatted down and saw a pair of beautiful eyes through a gap the size of a brick and stone.