Cuimei wanted to commit suicide in such a drastic way, she had to put her in to protect her mother, but when she wanted to withdraw afterwards, she was already in a catastrophe.

Infected with syphilis, her face is damaged, her beads are secretly knotted, she has a handle to grasp in the hands of others, and she may have a trace of affection for Han Shan in her heart. Some people say that the closest distance to the bottom of the heart is Yin Road, and it is also applicable to Leji like Cui Mei who is still guarding in the Ji Pavilion.

"Who killed Fanchun? And who wants to kill you? Ran Yan asked.

"Fanchun was killed by Yin Siniang and Weixia." Wanlu said that Yin Wanwan was embarrassed, and I didn't know whether it was sympathy or hatred or regret, "Fanchun is Yin Sanniang's original maidservant, a few days before the tea banquet, Wei Niang said that there was not enough manpower, Yin Siniang took the initiative to send Fanchun to help, the next day, Yin Siniang went to visit Wei Niang, 'accidentally' splashed the clothes dirty, so he bathed and changed clothes in Wei Niang's yard, at that time it was Wei Xia and Fan Chun two people waiting, Yin Siniang and Wei Xia worked together to kill her. ”

This seems to be a deliberate murder, and the reason for killing Fanchun is easy to think of. Fanchun is the original Yin Miao's personal maid, and she may know every move and every detail of the family lady better than Yin Wenshu and Ling. Han Shan only said such a sentence, and he was murdered by Yin Wanwan, not to mention Fanchun?

"As for the slave maid, the slave maid heard Cui Mei and a woman conspiring to frame Qin Shilang in the garden that day, but she was knocked unconscious from behind, and Xia Kou never knew that the person who smashed the slave and maid that day was Yin Siniang, and the slave maid's head was smashed a little foggy at that time, and she couldn't see it clearly, but she saw that the hand that had been wearing the jade bracelet pinched the slave's neck." Wanlu thought for a moment and added, "Weixia said that she was the one who conspired with Cuimei. ”

Ran Yan recalled the lively girl in a cherry red skirt, and she really couldn't associate her with the later Yin Wanwan, one innocent and the other crazy extreme. The only thing that has not changed from the beginning to the end is her love for Qin Musheng.

"It's really turnips and greens, everyone loves them." Ran Yan muttered, she looked at Qin Musheng, it was not good from head to toe, but Yin Wanwan was unswerving to him.

The beginning of these tragedies was because of a letter from Qin Musheng, he was deceived by Zhang Fei into writing a letter of invitation to Yin Miao, and after Yin Wanwan secretly saw it, he sneaked to the date place, and was unfortunately taken away by Zhang Fei.

But from beginning to end, Yin Wanwan never resented him.

Xing Niang sighed, turned around and went to the kitchen to bring out the hot meal, put it on the table under the porch, and said to the evening green road, "I'm tired of a day, let's eat a little." ”

Wanlu helplessly grabbed the chopsticks and pulled the rice, looking like she didn't have much appetite.

Ran Yan took out a book from a stack of books beside him, this is the Buddhist scripture sent by the nunnery at dinner, Ran Yan flipped through it casually, and when he saw the words inside, he suddenly felt that his head was like a big bucket - every word was known, but he didn't know what to say when he was connected together.

After watching the light for a while, Ran Yan stroked his forehead and sighed, dropped the book and got up to rest in the bedroom. Anyway, she came to Yingmei Nunnery to cultivate just to show outsiders, and it didn't matter much if she could read and understand the Buddhist scriptures.

Wanlu shaved her rice and looked at Xing Niang suspiciously, "Lady?" ”

"Xu yes...... Hearing so many chilling things, I don't feel very comfortable. Xing Niang said, reaching out to pack up the books on the ground.

Wanlu nodded, and continued to dig rice into her mouth, Xing Niang glanced at her and said, "Didn't you say that you weren't hungry, I don't think you can keep enough of these meals." ”

Wan Lu puffed out his cheeks and said vaguely, "I was panicked just now, and it's good to talk about it, these things have nothing to do with me, why should I take it to heart." ”

"Heartless," Xing Niang stretched out her hand and pointed at her head, "Who told me that I would pinch my heart and eyes thinner than an embroidery needle?" ”

Wan Lu rolled her eyes, thinking that if her heart was fine, she would be sad about spring and autumn, and she would feel nostalgic for a long time when a fallen leaf fell, but she knew that if she talked back to Xing Niang, she was afraid that it would be endless, so she buried her head and concentrated on the food in her mouth without saying a word.

Xing Niang sat on the porch and looked at the rude eating appearance of Wanlu, her eyes were slightly red, "Ge Lan is really a child who hurts people's hearts, she has been so sensible since she was a child, she worries about her mother, and she is also a good person with a good temperament and knowledge, alas, I just hope to be able to identify her bones, and she will be buried in a good life, and she will be a good person in the next life." ”

Wanlu only cared about eating, and Xiaoman also faintly felt a sore spot in the hearts of several people, and it was inconvenient for her to interject. No one answered for a while, and Xing Niang didn't seem to care, muttering, "A good child like her will definitely be able to have a good background...... Fortunately, the lady also let go of the knot, and she will be happy. ”

Xing Niang choked and wiped her tears.

Evening Green throat was astringent, swallowed a mouthful of rice fiercely, and muttered, "You just want to add to the blockage when I eat and save this mouthful of food." ”

After saying that, he ate a few more bites indiscriminately, then reached out to clean up, and Xiaoman also helped. The two of them joined hands and quickly cleaned up the porch.

The temple was so poor that after dark, there was no lighting except for two faint oil lamps in the front hall where the Bodhisattva was enshrined.

There were many mosquitoes in the suburbs, and Ran Yan didn't want to stay outside, so he went to bed early to rest. It was too early, and Ran Yan didn't feel much sleep, so he thought about what to do with the few deeds in his hand.

In this case, Wei Niang did not kill anyone from beginning to end, strictly speaking, she is also a victim, and the only thing that can be convicted is that she concealed her lowly nationality and married into a family, Tang Law has an order, and anyone who marries a couple with a difference of two levels in status must be sentenced to exile, a concubine, and a whipping.

From more than two years ago to the present, a total of people have died in this case, Yin Miaomiao, Ge Lan, Fanchun, Han Shan, Zhang Fei, and Yin Wanwan...... It is a big case, and it has to be sent to the Criminal Department for review, and it is difficult for Liu Tingshi to be punished lightly, and the sentence must at least wait for the news from the Criminal Department to return.

Can this section make the two shops in the East Market for their own use? Ran Yan pondered. At the same time, she also faintly felt that when Wei Niang handed it over to her that day, she had already made up her will to die.

Thinking about it, Ran Yan was hazy and a little sleepy, and there was a faint sound of the piano, Ran Yan suddenly thought of the matter of promising Su Fu to throw the umbrella into the forest last night, and hurriedly got up and rummaged in the box in the corner. During the day, she asked Xing Niang, saying that she had put the umbrella here.

After turning over for a while, Ran Yan's hand touched the slightly cool umbrella handle, took it out, turned around and took a satin coat from the screen, and walked out of the courtyard with a plain oil-paper umbrella.

The moonlight was shining, and as soon as Ran Yan went out, he heard the sound of the piano a little clearer, but it was still ethereal, and he didn't know whether it was a song, quiet and elegant, like a stream flowing out of the forest in the distance.

Ran Yan stopped at the edge of the orchard with an umbrella, and after listening to it for a while, the sound of the piano came to an end, and then she threw the umbrella into the forest.

The umbrella was thrown into the orchard, touching the branches and leaves, making a rustling sound, until it was quiet, Ran Yan did not hear the sound of landing, and at the same time he was surprised, he couldn't help but feel a little unsettled, and he couldn't help but stretch out his head to look.

On the nearest fruit tree, there was a bang, and a plain white oil-paper umbrella bloomed, and the fruits on the tree fell to the ground like rain.

The plain white umbrella was removed, and the shadow revealed a face like a god, he leaned idly against the tree, dressed in plain white, and his black hair was scattered, diluting the coldness of his body by two points.

"I also said that you are such a cold person as very talented, it turns out that you are not able to play the piano." Ran Yan said slowly.

Su Fu did not answer, but gently pulled the umbrella handle with his hand, the cold sound of the sword blade rubbing came, and the moonlight refracted a piece of snow

The bright cold light reflected on Su Fu's handsome face, illuminating those dark and dark blue eyes, one, his temperament and the sword in his hand were integrated, as if he could kill people at any time.

Ran Yan's heart tightened, she hadn't forgotten that Su Fu had considered whether to kill her.

"Do me something." Su Fu gently dropped down the tree and put his sword back on the handle of the umbrella.

Ran Yan looked at him with calm eyes, "Can I refuse?" ”

"Absolutely." Su Fu supported the umbrella in front of him, as if he was in the posture of a sword, his broad arms were like a solid and reliable mountain, and his thin lips opened slightly, "However, I hope you will consider it carefully." ”

Ran Yan pursed his lips slightly, what did he mean by a threat?

The night breeze was gentle, and the two confronted each other quietly, Ran Yan didn't like this kind of coercion and coercion very much, sometimes she could bow her head, but not now, "It depends on the matter, if it is not what I want, you will kill me useless." ”

"Autopsy." Su Fu replied bluntly.

Ran Yan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and said in his heart, a killer changed the case? "It's late at night, and if the light is not sufficient, even the autopsy may be missed." ”

Su Fu nodded, and then asked, "Do you still have anything to prepare?"

Ran Yan opened her mouth, did she say she agreed?

Su Fu seemed to see through her thoughts, and said, "I will agree, just as I will never refuse to kill." Besides, I didn't let you do it for nothing, and I will be paid afterwards. ”

"Can I pick and choose how to get paid?" Ran Yan smiled slightly, and his eyes seemed to be a little interested.

Su Fu saw that she was no longer repulsive, so he said, "As long as I can do it." ”

Ran Yan nodded with satisfaction, looked him up and down, and said endlessly, "Let me see what you look like without clothes once." ”

Su Fu's face cracked in an instant, and he looked like he was doubting whether it was an auditory hallucination, and his voice faded from coldness, and he stumbled, "You, you say,?" ”

"As for me, I don't have any other hobbies, I just want to see a special human body with my own eyes, and I want to dissect and analyze a mutated human body or a particularly peculiar way of thinking. You're the most perfect of all the men I've ever seen. Ran Yan unabashedly said his inner thoughts.

Su Fu stared at Ran Yan in surprise, she couldn't help but be shocked by her hobby, and she said that she had seen "all male bodies", how much was this "all"?

The corners of Ran Yan's lips were slightly raised, she made this request, which was more or less joking, but in fact, from the previous life to this life, Su Fu was still the only man who was perfect enough for her to have this thought.

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