"What do you hear?" Chen Ying leaned over with a focused expression.

Ziqi slowly raised her head, looked at the flowers and trees in the distance, and recalled: "The maid remembers, the person who spoke is a woman, and she ...... She kept talking and crying, and the maid vaguely heard it. ”

Her voice was very soft, and her expression was a little trance: "The woman said that she ...... She is actually not Zhou Jiuniang, saying that her original surname is Fang, what is her name Fang Xiu'e, and that she has a little daughter who was taken captive. ”

She frowned, and her face turned a little pale: "She cried and said...... Saying she did something wrong and shouldn't have ...... She shouldn't have killed her mother-in-law and ...... in a fit of rage She is a man, but she doesn't want to be bumped into, that person ...... Took her little daughter and forced her to do it...... Do bad things. She said she shouldn't...... You shouldn't have listened to that bad person, and you should really do that unconscionable thing. ”

Ziqi raised her hand to press the placket of her clothes, as if she was holding down her beating heart, the corners of her mouth convulsed nervously, and her voice trembled: "Her voice is flickering far and near, and the maid is confused, and she can't hear it very clearly, she ...... cough cough cough ......"

She was suddenly choked by saliva, and swallowed hard in her throat a few times before continuing: "She...... Zhou Jiuniang...... No, it's ...... It's Fang Xiu'e, Fang Xiu'e said again...... said that she died here, God was punishing her, she had nothing to complain about, she just couldn't worry about her little daughter, and then she cried profusely, saying that her little daughter was pitiful, and she had no father and mother's relatives, and she kept ...... has been detained by that gangster, and so is she...... Forced to ......"

Ziqi's voice became more and more low, and her face was so white that there was no trace of blood: "After that, she cried and chattered again, saying that she was guilty, and what did she say...... All the people in the village came to ask for her life, she just begged not to ask for her little daughter's life, and then ...... Gradually, she stopped talking, just cried, and then ...... The cry was faint. ”

She pinched the placket hard, as if to gain strength, and her finger bones were blue and white: "The maid's head hurt at that time, and her heart was ...... I was scared again, and I didn't know how to come, and I ...... I don't know anything again......"

Her face was as white as paper, her lips trembled, and her breathing was rapid.

Chen Ying hurriedly handed over the teacup and said softly: "You drink the hot one first, don't say it." ”

Ziqi took the tea and drank two sips, and then gasped for a while, before her complexion gradually recovered, and her breathing gradually continued as usual.

Seeing that she was in a better state, Chen Ying whispered, "Is that all?" ”

Ziqi put down the teacup and nodded: "Back to the girl, that's all." The maid woke up from her dream the night before, and thought carefully for a long time, and almost remembered the events of that night, and the maid heard only that. I don't know...... I don't know if the girl can use it? ”

She hung her head a little crampedly, clutched a corner of her sleeve tightly, and green tendons burst out of the back of her hand.

Such memories are very painful and difficult for her, and she is obviously determined to do this.

"That's already good, thank you, Ziqi." Chen Ying said softly.

Ziqi's hand pinching the corner of her clothes let go, and she exhaled slightly: "It's good if the maid can help the girl." ”

Chen Ying thanked her again, comforted her softly, and then called for the truth, and ordered: "Fu Ziqi go down and rest, watch her drink the medicine and come back." ”

Seeking truth and receiving orders, he helped Ziqi to go, and Chen Ying sat alone in the pavilion, frowning and pondering.

Fang Xiu'e?

It turns out that this is the real name of "Zhou Jiuniang".

Since "Zhou Zhu'er" is Qiao's younger brother and "Tuan'er" is a dwarf, then "Zhou Jiuniang" is Fang Xiu'e, which also makes sense.

It's just that Fang Xiu'e seems to have heard the name somewhere.

Chen Ying frowned.

She had a very strange feeling.

She heard the name, it should have been not long ago.

Where is it?

Chen Ying closed her eyes slightly, combing through the memories in the depths of her mind.

Suddenly, a soft call came from outside the pavilion: "Girl, the little marquis is here." ”

Pei Shu?!

Chen Ying opened her eyes suddenly, and in an instant, there seemed to be starlight in her eyes.

Pei Shu ...... Shandong...... Jinan...... Dengzhou ......

It turned out to be her!

Chen Ying remembered.

She finally remembered where she had seen Fang Xiu'e's name.

She stood up suddenly and stepped out of the pavilion: "Quickly invite the little marquis in." Then he instructed the servant mantle: "Go and open the open pavilion and prepare some tea and fruits." ”

The maids took the order and left, and not long after, Pei Shu appeared on the path leading to Changxuan.

Chen Yingzheng was standing from the back door, and when he saw him coming, he stepped forward and said with a smile: "The little marquis came so quickly, I just prepared the tea here." ”

Pei Shu is tall and long-legged, with the wind under his feet, and he crossed Zhishi who led the way in a few steps and walked over: "I went to Poplar Hutong first, and Lingtang said that you are here, so I came to find it." ”

He smiled with a mouth full of white teeth, stood still in front of Chen Ying, looked at him carefully, and his eyes were full of joy: "The little guy who led the way is very clever, I have rewarded him." ”

Apparently.

Although unnecessary.

However, his brain and mouth seemed to be separated, and the words came out like this, and his mouth could not be closed, and he could only bubble out from it.

Chen Ying really got up with a smile: "Thank you for rewarding our little girl, he is afraid that he will go crazy, this is the reward of the little marquis." ”

Pei Shu grinned.

Even if it was teasing, he was happy to hear it.

The two entered the open house, Chen Ying ordered someone to put the tea and fruit, and sent the maid and the maid outside.

After all, the four doors here are wide open, and in front of everyone's eyes, she and Pei Shu sit opposite each other and talk, which is not rude.

"The little marquis came just in time, I have something to say." Chen Ying got straight to the point and went straight to the point.

The corners of Pei Shu's mouth were still grinning, and his voice seemed to be soaked in wine, with a slight drunkenness: "What's the matter?" ”

Chen Ying didn't have time to answer, but picked up the teacup.

The water vapor in the lamp covered her eyes, revealing only a lip flap.

The straight lip line, no longer bending the lips and smiling, is quite solemn.

Pei Shu smiled quickly and looked at her with a straight face.

She must have something important to say, and he naturally had to listen carefully.

"Little Marquis, I don't know if you still remember the fire in the camp of the homeless people?" Chen Ying asked.

Pei Shu was stunned.

This question is quite abrupt.

Why did you talk about fire?

He originally thought that Chen Ying was going to talk about the murder of the Guogong Mansion or Chen Shao, but he didn't want her to change the matter.

"I remember." He also picked up the teacup, but he didn't drink it: "It's just, why did you talk about this?" ”

"Then do you remember the little marquis, the name Fang Xiu'e?" Chen Ying did not answer directly, but asked again.

He pressed his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and nodded: "I have some impression of this name. If I remember correctly, this Fang Xiu'e should have been one of the homeless people who died in the camp of exiles, I remember what was written on the list. ”