Leng Huaping only sneered when he heard it: "Silver Candle, from now on, she has nothing to do with my sister." Even if there is, it is a grudge against me for killing my sister. ”

"What do you mean by this, is it the future aunt...... Ye Gongzi, she killed the eldest lady? Silver Candle thought for a while and shook his head and said, "How is this possible, the eldest lady committed suicide by drinking under the nose of Xiangye." ”

"Silver Candle, do you really think my sister will be so sad that she will commit suicide because of my mother's death?" Leng Huaping asked herself, even she couldn't do it.

"How could the eldest lady's death have anything to do with Ye Gongzi, he cried so sadly that day." Silver Candle said in disbelief.

"Knowing people and knowing faces does not know hearts. Silver Candle, you have to remember that being my maid not only has the courage to commit the following crimes, but you also have to have multiple hearts. The cold painting screen was trained.

"Yes, miss. The slave won't hold you back. Silver Candle said respectfully.

"Now go and get my pen, ink, paper, and inkstone." Leng Huaping has already taken half a jade pendant and carefully surveyed the lines on it.

When the silver candle brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the cold painting screen drew the lines on it one by one.

Only then did he hand it to the silver candle: "When the ink is dry, put it away for me, and pay more attention to this jade pendant in the future." ”

"Yes, miss."

"Alright, let's go to bed early!"

Leng Huaping went to bed, and then he began to think about Leng Yinping's death, and the cause of death became a mystery. But if a clear murderer can be determined, if Ye Chuan Pavilion is found, then he will be able to know what kind of inhuman treatment Leng Yinping received before he died.

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Early the next morning, when Leng Huaping was returning from Yuci Temple, he looked at Yinfeng with a bitter face standing at the door.

"Fourth Miss." Yinfeng Nuo screamed.

Leng Huaping stood in front of Yinfeng and looked at the box in Yinfeng's hand: "Accept the things, people can go back." ”

"Fourth Miss, it was Aunt Cui who asked me to send you 20 million taels of silver tickets." Yinfeng seemed to be unwilling to say.

Leng Huaping then stopped walking forward: "I know, so I will take the things and order them myself." If it's not enough, I'll send someone to ask Aunt Cui for it. ”

"If the fourth lady counts in front of the slaves and maids, she will be spared trouble." Yinfeng said proposingly.

"No need, you don't have the qualifications to enter my yard yet!" Leng Huaping looked at it coldly, and went straight back to his yard.

Only she was still standing outside the courtyard waiting for Yinfeng, only to feel that the original cold wind was blowing her very dry.

She was completely afraid because of the fourth lady's look!

Leng Huaping sat in her yard and watched as Silver Candle placed the box in front of her.

"Miss, the slave took a cursory look, and it seemed that there were two hundred silver tickets for one hundred thousand taels." Silver Candle said.

"Believe you, put this money away, and don't let anyone steal it." Leng Huaping didn't care very much.

"No wonder Miss didn't let Yinfeng come in just now, she was afraid that she would know where Miss put this silver ticket and be stolen by their Dongyu Pavilion." The silver candle admires the prophet of the cold painting screen.

Leng Huaping laughed at himself mockingly: "I warned you, there are many eyes in everything." ”

"The slave must remember it well."

Leng Huaping took the half of the jade pendant he painted last night and fell into his thoughts.

It wasn't until noon that the silver candle came back to its senses after screaming for a long time.

"Silver Candle, what did you just say?" Leng Huaping put down the painting and asked.

The silver candle carefully put away the painting: "Just now Mama Gui came over and passed a message for the old lady. ”