Chang'an City House

Early morning. Fang Qiao, who came back from the court, as soon as he entered the house, he was greeted by a subordinate who had been waiting in the front yard, and after passing the word respectfully, Fang Qiao did not go to the study as before, but went to the main room.

When he entered the north courtyard, he saw two maids waiting outside the hall, and when he saw Fang Qiao coming, he bowed down from afar, and only opened the curtain when he walked in.

"What's the matter?" Fang Qiao entered the room, glanced at Li Niang's mother and daughter sitting side by side on the chair, and reached out to take the hot tea offered by Lu Bo.

Li Niang looked at the look on his face, and knew that he had not encountered anything unpleasant in the court today, "There is something to tell the master." She waved all the maids in the house down, "Go out and watch, don't let the reckless approach." ”

"Yes."

When the maids went out, there was only a family of three left in the house, and Li Niang said that her tone was a little stern, "Xiao Wu, tell your father what you did." ”

Fang Zhiwu only got the set of jewelry that Li Niang bought for her yesterday afternoon. At this time, he was naturally obedient, got up and said to Fang Qiao: "Dad, my daughter is naughty, she sneaked into your study to play a few days ago and took your things. ”

Fang Qiao was not angry, "Oh? What did you take? ”

Fang Zhiwu took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his sleeve according to what Li Niang taught yesterday, stood up and passed the table that Li Niang put on Fang Qiao's hand, and quickly shrank it back.

When Fang Qiao saw the things on the table, his brows furrowed, he reached out to pick it up and shake it open, and saw the wrinkles and damages on the portrait that he had collected that were difficult to hide, and his face sank.

Fang Zhiwu has been paying attention to his expression, and seeing that his face is sinking, he hurriedly went to pull Li Niang secretly.

Li Niang grabbed before Fang Qiao spoke, and said meaninglessly: "Master, this matter is Xiao Wu's fault, I have scolded her fiercely yesterday——"

"Xiao Wu goes out first." Fang Qiao waved her hand to interrupt her, and Fang Zhiwu walked out briskly as if she had been pardoned.

"Have you seen this painting?" Fang Qiao asked as he reached out and rubbed the portrait.

"Look," Li Niang replied honestly, with hesitation on her face, and asked, "Is this painting true, is it my sister?" ”

She guessed in her heart that Fang Qiao had already found the Lu family, and she used Fang Zhiwu and this portrait to lead the matter out, just to hear the news of the Lu family, but she didn't want to bring it up first, she just picked the topic.

Fang Qiao's gaze remained on the portrait. His expression seemed to be reminiscing, as if he was thinking about how to answer her, and after a moment, he whispered, "Well, it's her, I was about to talk to you about it." ”

"Huh?"

Fang Qiao turned his head to look at her, with a happy and sad expression on his face, "Lan Niang, their mother and son are still alive." ”

Although she had already guessed, but listening to him with her own ears, Liniang's heart was still churning, with shock on her face, and after reaching out to cover her mouth, she squeaked for a long time before she said a word:

"You—what do you say!"

"They are not dead, I have already seen them, those corpses back then must have been forged by Han Li." As if she wasn't surprised enough, Fang Qiao added another sentence.

"But, but haven't you personally tested it, how can it be fake, you shouldn't have recognized the wrong person!"

"I'm not mistaken, it's Lan Niang. That's them. Fang Qiao's tone was very affirmative, no longer looking at Li Niang, and turned his gaze to the painting in his hand, his expression suddenly became much softer.

"I don't understand, if those corpses are fake, how can they be so similar, even you coax them over, sister's body-" Halfway through the words, Li Niang quickly closed her mouth, but the meaning behind it was very clear.

The three corpses that Han Li showed Fang Qiao back then, in addition to the fact that the skin was a little swollen and blue and white because of the soaked water, even some birthmarks and small moles were exactly the same, if they were forgery, how could they be so clear about the details of Lu's body, and when I thought about it deeply, Lu's name was a problem.

Fang Qiao's face froze, and the appearance of the three corpses flashed in his mind, and he said in a deep voice: "There is no need to mention this matter again, Han Li's person is insidious and cunning, and he may have bought off the people waiting around Lan Niang." ”

Even if it is the person who buys the waiter, and who has the ability to fake the exact same person, Liniang said a word in her chest, but she didn't say it, it was too much. Treat the corpse as real, and that's fine. But now that Fang Qiao has seen the real person, Li Niang doesn't believe it, and there will be no suspicion and gap in his heart about the "fake corpse" of the Lu family.

There was silence in the room for a while, and Fang Qiao suddenly spoke: "Aren't you happy to hear that they are still alive?" ”

Li Niang hurriedly shook her head and said, "How could it be." I just heard the news suddenly, and I didn't know what to do for a while, we were all sisters and they had been gone for so many years, and now you suddenly said that they were still alive......"

After she explained, Fang Qiao didn't listen much, just looked at the portrait in her hand repeatedly.

Li Niang looked at him, her mouth didn't stop, but her heart was a burst of colic, she had been in the house for thirteen years, although the two of them didn't say it explicitly, they knew in their hearts that they were acting from the beginning, but even if they were used by him at that time, she was more happy than sad in her heart.

Later, the Lu family "died", and she was finally able to occupy a place in his heart with those secrets when he was sad.

But now that there is news that the Lu family is alive, he is like this, where does he care about her thoughts, thirteen years of getting along day and night, it can't compare to the seven or eight years of the Lu family, how can she be willing!

Liniang's long nails clasped into the flesh and raised her voice. interrupted his reminiscing eyes, "If you want to come and see it with your own eyes, it won't be wrong... Did you explain it to them? ”

"Hmm."

"So, how did my sister reply?" She didn't spend much time with the Lu family, either she looked at the Lu family from a distance, or the Lu family looked at her from a distance, but she was very clear about this Mrs. Lu's temper.

"You don't have to worry about that." Fang Qiaowen said.

Don't let her mention, don't let her ask, don't let her worry! Li Niang lowered her head, "Sister will never forgive me for wronging the eldest young master in front of everyone back then." ”

Fang Qiao finally raised his eyes to look at her, and forcibly tugged at the corners of his mouth, "You know Yun Niang's pregnancy... I was frightened and said that, When King An asked you to go and question. Didn't you change your tune? ”

"But, but those guests in the courtyard are just as dazzled as I am."

"Alas," Fang Qiao stretched out his hand and twisted his eyebrows, "Don't talk about that." ”

Li Niang got up, walked around to the back of his seat, put her hands on his shoulders, and pressed them very considerately, "Okay, then don't talk about it...... Xiao Wu is so naughty, she actually made her sister's portrait like this, she has to teach her a good lesson this time, otherwise she will get into trouble next time. ”

"It's time to discipline her strictly," Fang Qiao folded the portrait again, "In the past, I thought it was a good thing that she was more lively, but recently she has become more and more unrepresentable, compared to those children, she is really too far behind." ”

He hinted at something, Li Niang could hear it somewhat, and the movement of his hand was just a pause, and he was gently separated by him.

Fang Qiao stood up, carefully stuffed the folded portrait into his arms, and said to her without looking back: "I'll tell you this, that is, let you have a number in your heart." ”

He lifted the curtain and walked out of the main hall, and Li Niang's hands slowly pressed on the back of the chair, and her slender nails gradually slid the sandalwood chair out of the thin paths.

"Let me know what to expect? Oh, are you worried about me, or are you worried..."

***

In the evening, Fang Qiao sat alone in the study, his face was a little pale and emaciated in the past, but there was a trace of abnormal ruddy under his eyes, and there was a knock on the door, he put down the scroll in his hand, and said:

"Come in."

After Ah Hu entered the house, he covered the door, walked to Fang Qiao's desk with a bad face, and reported in a low voice:

"Master, Mrs. Li sent a maid out in the morning and bought some things at a fried goods shop in the West Market. In the afternoon, I supported two maids and went to Dongdu to buy color lines and other things. ”

Fang Qiao's always gentle eyes lit up, "Which shop is it!" ”

"From West Third Street, Liao Ji fried goods-"

"Say the shop that buys color lines!"

"This, there are three of them, they are ......"

Fang Qiao stretched out his hand and patted it twice on the table, and said, "Go and check, within three days, check the details of these three shops for me!" ”

"Yes." Ah Hu didn't ask much, obviously used to doing this kind of thing, just glanced at him with some concern before leaving the study.

In the huge study, there was only Fang Qiao left, he stood up from the chair, coughed lightly twice, walked to the side of a low desk in the corner of the study, pushed the case forward, reached out and gently touched the blanket pressed by the desk leg just now, lifted the corner against the wall, and tapped his fingers back and forth on the ground seven or eight times, just now there was no trace of any gap on the surface, and there was a slightly raised piece of a foot square, he picked the bulge open, put it aside, and below was a pit about half an arm deep.

He took out three wooden boxes of different colors from inside, and opened the darkest one, which contained a thick stack of yellowed paper and two plain pouches.

Fang Qiao moved his body, leaned his back against the wall, stretched out his hand to look at the papers with beautiful handwriting one by one, and pinched the two pouches with some wear and tear at the corners, and fumbled in his hands for a while, and after two quarters of an hour, he put these things neatly into the box, and took out something from his arms and put it flat.

Putting the dark box in his hand, he took another slightly lighter box, this box obviously had a mechanism on it, he fiddled carefully for a while, only then did he hear a "knock" sound, the lid of the box slid open, inside was a stack of letters and origami of different sizes, he held the contents of this box for a while, then covered it and put it at the bottom of the pit, hugged the dark box again, touched it lightly a few times, and sighed very softly:

"On the other hand, I'm afraid you're the only one with me."

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