"Hmm..." Zhuo Ran slowly opened his eyes, only to find that he found a person lying next to him.

"Aya?" Zhuo Ran pulled out the numb arm that Zhuo Ya was pillowing and looked at her in surprise.

Zhuo Ya blushed and raised her head to look at Zhuo Ran, "Xianggong... I didn't expect you to wake up so early... I just thought that I could lie in your arms for a while..."Zhuoya buried her head in Zhuo Ran's chest after speaking.

Zhuo Ran looked at himself and Zhuo Ya who were naked on his upper body, and suddenly panicked in his heart, why is this happening?

"Yesterday... I—" Zhuo Ran didn't know how to speak.

"Xianggong... Don't say it..."Zhuo Ya shook her head and responded shyly to Zhuo Ran.

Zhuo Ran looked at Zhuo Ya in his arms in a daze, wasn't yesterday a dream? Moreover, it's not her in the dream, how can it be?

Zhuo Ran pushed Zhuo Ya away, got out of bed, found his clothes in a pile of scattered clothes on the ground, and hurriedly went to the screen to change.

Zhuo Ya looked at Zhuo Ran who was running away, and he didn't feel a taste in his heart, didn't he even feel unbearable when he looked at himself?

Zhuo Ran quickly changed his clothes and walked out, but his eyes involuntarily fell to the bed, and there was a dried blood stain on the white mattress. He looked at Zoya.

"Aya, I have something to deal with, you take care of your body, yesterday, you worked hard..."

Zhuo Ya lowered her head slightly, smiled with satisfaction and raised her head, and looked at Zhuo Ran gently, "If you have something to do, just deal with it, I will take care of myself." ”

Zhuo Ran nodded hurriedly and left the room.

He didn't want to touch Zhuoya, he ran out and went to the edge of the pond, looking at the water that had frozen into ice, not knowing how to face He Anyue.

At that time, He Anyue was resting in the cold ancestral hall, in such a cold weather, especially early in the morning, he had already been woken up by the cold, tossing and turning, and it was difficult to sleep. Thinking of Zhuo Ran, he hugged himself even tighter.

Now that I think about it, he doesn't believe in himself, and he should be, after all, there is no evidence to prove his innocence, who would believe in a "bad person" for no reason.

He Anyue closed his eyes, his body trembled slightly, his stomach still rumbled yesterday to remind himself that he was hungry. But now, he felt that his body was numb, and he could not feel the cold and warmth.

He Anyue exhaled, looked at the white mist that immediately formed in the air, and smiled.

I always felt that Dongfang was too strict and didn't let myself out of the valley, but now that I think about it, maybe Dongfang knows the complexity of the outside and the incomprehensible human heart, so he did it in order to protect himself.

He Anyue stretched out her hand from the wide sleeve of her coat, looked at the hand wrapped in strips, and pressed the injured area, wanting to stimulate the pain and sober herself up.

Until he pressed the strip of cloth, blood was already oozing out, and there was no pain.

He licked his chapped mouth and put his hand in again. Sad people will always miss the good things in the past, so he can't help but think of his time in Jiuhua Valley, Dongfang, and Jun'an.

Zhuo Ran sat next to the table and looked at the table full of papers, but for the first time he had no desire to write.

"It seems to be unusually cold this winter." Zhuo Ran looked at the scenery outside and unconsciously spoke.

"Yes, this poor man doesn't know how. Hey, on this day, I can freeze people to death. The servant beside him spoke.

"Go see Lin Jiaojiao." Zhuo Ran got up and put down the pen.

"Shall I tell me first?" The servant kindly reminded that every time Hou Ye goes to a place, he must first inform the place to be prepared. This regulation makes this Hou Ye's Mansion like a small imperial palace.

"Not necessarily." Because there is only Lin Jiaojiao's residence, you need to pass by the ancestral hall.

When Zhuo Ran walked to the ancestral hall, he pretended to ask casually, "I saw that this ancestral hall had a stove before, why didn't it burn recently?" ”

"It's Mrs. Jiao, I said before that this place doesn't live in people, and no one will be punished, so I stopped the stove here and moved to Mrs. Jiao's room."

In addition to the ancestral hall, the ancestors are enshrined, that is, those who are punished will be locked up here. This is the unwritten rule of the Hou Ye's Mansion.

"When did you move out?"

"Soon, too... Two or three days ago? ”

Wasn't that shortly before He Anyue was punished? Zhuo Ran frowned, is there such a coincidence? He hurried to Lin Jiaojiao's room, and stopped the other servants from saluting before entering the door. I just wanted to enter the house, but I found that there was talk inside.

"Madam, drink this bowl of soup and warm up. It's a cold day. ”

"Say, how does the lady lying on the floor of the ancestral hall feel? Ha ha. ”

"But madam, you don't have to be like this, and it will affect your body."

"Heh, what do you know, which woman in this house can get pregnant?"

"You mean... No way. ”

"So he can only be blamed." Lin Jiaojiao walked around the house.

"It's a pity, Master Hou only locked him up for three days, I thought I could..."

"What do you think you can? Can you get him out? Zhuo Ran walked in and watched Lin Jiaojiao walking on the ground with great dignity, how could there be a patient.

"Master Hou..."Lin Jiaojiao's body went weak and fell to the ground.

Zhuo Ran looked at Lin Jiaojiao, and then looked at the two stoves in her room.

"It's so hot, and I'm not afraid of being burned to death if it catches fire." Zhuo Ran walked up to her, lowered his head, and looked at her as if he were looking at a dead man.

Lin Jiaojiao heard the meaning of his words, and hurriedly kowtowed, "Master Hou, I was wrong, it was because I was jealous that Mrs. was favored by you, so I framed Mrs. ... I love you all. Lin Jiaojiao's crying pear blossom looked at Zhuo Ran with rain, and her hands clinged to Zhuo Ran's calves.

"What do you mean when you say that none of the women in this house can get pregnant?"

"No... No..."Lin Jiaojiao looked at Zhuo Ran's gloomy face, trembled her hands, and slowly spoke.

"It's... Be... Yes. A dart flew in from outside the window, accurately piercing Lin Jiaojiao's throat. She fell down unwillingly, and the blood slowly flowed out.

Zhuo Ran looked at the figure that flashed outside, and his eyes were full of anger. Dare to act like this in the Hou Ye's Mansion, I am afraid that he will have a life to come, but he will not have a life to return.

"Chase." As soon as Zhuo Ran gave the order, he saw a man in black rushing out of the house and chasing after the man's tracks.

He looked at the trembling subordinate who was kneeling on the ground and smiled, "How do you want to die?" ”

"Master Hou..." the man had an idea, "The little one knows that he will definitely die, but the lady is still in the ancestral hall, Lord Hou..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhuo Ran striding out. "Put him in a dungeon, don't let him die first."

"Yes."

"Bump-" Zhuo Ran kicked open the door of the ancestral hall, only to find He Anyue lying next to the pillar on the side, her breath weak.

"Murong Fu." Zhuo Ran exhaled a breath of cold air, he hurriedly walked towards He Anyue, and hugged him into his arms, only to find that blood had oozed from his hand wrapped in cloth. He took his hand and put it on his face, found his hand cold, and touched his forehead, which was piping hot.

"Call the doctor." Zhuo Ran picked up He Anyue and left the cold ancestral hall.