After tossing and turning on the road for a day during the day, and arriving at the post station at night, Feng Duhan finally did not let her go to the back mountain to take a hot spring, but let people boil hot water and carry it into the room.

Du Wei soaked in the wooden barrel, and the rising heat filled the room for a long time.

Because of the medicine, the symptoms of wind and cold were reduced a lot, and she lay on her back in the barrel, the only thing she felt awkward was the cold-faced man sitting opposite her.

"Look at me again, I'm going to have to charge." She muttered quietly.

Feng Duhan raised his eyebrows slightly, "How much?" Paying for the husband is. ”

Du Wei was speechless with anger and buried herself in the water, gurgling and spitting bubbles.

Feng Duhan sat there slowly, admiring the "beautiful scenery" here, but playing with his saber in his hand.

"It's cold." Du Wei suddenly propped up her upper body, her snow-white arms propped up on the edge of the barrel, "There is something...... I've always wanted to ask you. ”

"What?" He drew his saber and wiped the blade of the sword.

"Where did you get that red gold pan and a red gold ring you gave me?"

Feng Duhan's sword-wielding hand couldn't help but stagnate.

"Why did you think of asking this......" he said quietly.

She didn't know if it was her own delusion, but in the candlelight, a sad look flashed in his eyes.

"There are some things I want to figure out, so the easiest way is to ask you directly, if you don't want to say it......"

"That's the only thing my mother left me." Feng Duhan said slowly, her voice was hoarse and a little heavy, "I was captured by the enemy that year, and I escaped death, and when I returned to the palace, I learned that my mother had died of illness, and everything related to her in the palace was gone, including the courtyard where she once lived and the cronies around her. ”

"Later, in order to find out the real cause of my mother's death, I secretly investigated, and finally found a grandmother who had been in charge of my mother's side outside the house, and she handed this thing to me, saying that I wanted to keep it ......"

Du Wei blinked, "Did that grandma tell you the origin of this thing?" ”

Twilight Han's thin lips pursed, and a wry smile escaped, "When I found her, she was as dead as a lamp, and she died of poison as soon as she handed this thing to me. ”

Du Wei looked at him blankly, he didn't expect this thing to be owned by his mother, for him, this should be a very important thing, but he actually gave it to himself......

He was only a teenager at the time, and when he returned home, he found that the only relative who could bring him comfort had died in an unknown way.

She didn't know how he spent that time, but looking at his expression when he told the story, there was neither outright anger nor resentment in his eyes, he just calmly told him about his helplessness and confusion at that time.

He could not get an answer, even after the death of his mother's murderer, he still could not be freed, for him, it was like a nightmare, and he could never find the end of the dream.

Du Wei stretched out a hand and gently placed it on top of his knee.

Feng Duhan was slightly stunned, and when he saw the warmth in her eyes and looked at him instantly, the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook a beautiful arc.

"Silly girl, you don't need anyone's mercy for your husband." Ignoring the wetness on her body, he stepped forward and lifted her out of the barrel.

Du Wei buried her head in his arms, "I didn't pity you, I felt sorry for you." ”

Feng Duhan pulled the sheets and wrapped her, gently patting her on the back, like coaxing a child, "I can make you feel distressed, and being a husband is not in vain." ”

Du Wei suddenly broke free from his arms, looked up and said, "I have something to show you." She said mysteriously, "I'm going to surprise you." ”

"Oh, what is it?" Twilight let go of her and watched her run to the bedside to get the box containing her jewelry.

At this moment, Tsing Yi's voice suddenly sounded in the corridor outside the door: "Lord Shizi." ”

Feng Duhan was stunned for a moment, immediately stood up, and said, "I'll go out first." ”

Du Wei knew that Tsing Yi would call him, and there must be something important, thinking that anyway, the red gold pan Yingluo circle would not be able to be opened for the time being, and it would be okay to tell him later.

Feng Dushi Han came out of the house, and Tsing Yi stood outside with a solemn expression.

"What's the matter?" Wind twilight cold road.

Tsing Yi said in a low voice: "On the orders of the prince, my subordinates sent a few secret guards to follow the fleeing woman, and when they saw her enter the southern mountains, they followed her and lurked until evening, only to see two masked men connecting with her, and she handed over the sheepskin scroll to them. ”

Feng Duhan snorted expressionlessly, "How many did you bring back?" ”

"There is only one ......," Tsing Yi was slightly embarrassed, "one of them committed suicide by taking poison on the way." ”

"What about the woman?"

"When I was on the mountain, I was directly killed by those two people."

"You've tried the rest of the one?" Feng Dusk asked coldly, and the tone was like asking about the weather in Tsing Yi tomorrow.

"It's been reviewed." Tsing Yi lowered his head, "That man is very afraid of death, but he is too slippery, he has always refused to tell the truth, and he is afraid that he will not be able to withstand it if he shoots too hard." ”

It was not easy to catch a living mouth, and if they were killed like this, none of them would dare to take this responsibility.

Twilight sneered disdainfully and spat out a word, "Go." ”

Tsing Yi immediately understood and led the way in front.

After a while, the two came to a warehouse behind the post station, and there were four secret guards standing outside the door, with knives on their waists, majestic.

There were also four secret guards in the warehouse, all staring at a man sitting on the ground, the man was in his thirties, and he was decently dressed, and he was crying with tears all over his face, and he kept kowtowing to these people in the room, babbling something in his mouth.

Feng Duhan walked in with his hands in his hand, and the man immediately cried and knelt in front of him when he saw it, "The little one knows that he is wrong, and he will never dare to accept the conscienceless money in the future, please spare the little one!" ”

Feng Du coldly glanced at the man and asked Tsing Yi, "Who is he?" ”

Before Tsing Yi could speak, the man cried: "The villain is the steward of the 'shop' department of the post station forty miles in front of here, because someone made a small amount of money to pick up a letter to be mailed today, so he came here to ......."

Feng Duhan frowned slightly.

The post station is divided into: post, station, shop three parts, "shop" is responsible for the delivery of all kinds of official documents and letters of the government, so it is an important and oily errand.

Someone brought a chair, and the wind and twilight lifted the hem of the placket, sat down gorgeously, and looked at the man in front of him who was crying incessantly.

"Do you know the people who are with you today?"

The man looked up with a look of surprise, "I don't know the little one, it's just because he gave a lot of money...... The little ones are ......."

"You can be regarded as an errand boy in the imperial court, I don't know if you are the son of this world." The wind and twilight are cold and secluded.

The man still looked confused, but Twilight still caught a fleeting look of horror in his eyes.

"Officials below the third grade, this son can be cut first and then played." He said quietly, his tone calm and unwavering, "Even if you receive a lot of money, you have to have a life to be able to bear it, do you say yes or no?" ”