After Mo Ziyu asked, she saw that she was still stunned in place, her eyes were wandering, her eyes were uncertain, and her initial doubts turned into worries, worried that something was going on.

"What's uncomfortable?" He asked in a low voice.

Gradually coming back to her senses, Ling Lan's thoughts went blank for a moment, and then reconnected like broken lines.

"I see." She muttered under her breath.

"What?"

"It's the smell of bone meal."

Hearing this, Mo Ziyu became more and more dazed, he felt that the two of them were not in the same train of thought at all, and he was thinking about taking the other party back to rest first, but his wrist was already grabbed by Ling Lan.

"I know why the bones in the grave were stolen, and why the flowers in the flower garden grew so well, I was so stupid to think about it for so long." Ling Lan, who strode out, muttered to herself, and at the end of the sentence, she raised her hand and knocked on her head.

Seeing this, Mo Ziyu immediately stopped: "Don't worry, slowly say don't do it." ”

Although I don't know what the situation is, I can't help but be surprised when I hear what the other party just said, how can I know everything?

In the courtyard, Ling Lan sat on a rattan chair and spoke amazingly.

"If I'm not mistaken, the bones that were stolen have been polished into powder."

Mo Ziyu was stunned, came to the opposite side and sat down and motioned to the maid to make tea.

Ling Lan couldn't help but continue: "Do you remember An Chong's flower garden? The flowers and plants are extremely bright and even a little weird, perhaps, the fertilizer below is, "

As she spoke, she paused and raised her eyes to look at Mo Ziyu.

The man finally understood, and the emotions in his eyes instantly fluctuated: "You mean? ”

The dumb riddles between the two have come and go, but fortunately there is enough tacit understanding, Ling Lan nodded slightly as a tacit acquiescence, and Mo Ziyu got up suddenly.

"I did wonder what kind of fertilizer would be under the flower bed so that the flower was so different, I didn't expect that to be the case."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and immediately a guard stepped forward.

Seeing that he was going to take someone to arrest An Chong, Ling Lan immediately stopped him.

"Would you like to go over first?"

Looking at each other, Mo Ziyu seemed to see her thoughts, and after a few breaths of silence, she nodded slightly, asking people to prepare the carriage, and at the same time asking the guards to lead people to wait for news at the foot of the nearby mountain.

It was already afternoon when he arrived, during which Mo Ziyu contacted Tianyi in a special way, and after arriving at the destination, Tianyi had been waiting for a long time.

"My lord, Mu's whereabouts are still unknown, something may have happened."

Mo Ziyu raised his hand slightly, signaling him to leave first, go and round with the guards at the foot of the mountain, and wait for the notice here to come at any time.

Tianyi agreed and told them to pay attention to safety.

Almost as soon as he left, An Chong's figure appeared in sight, approaching unhurriedly.

After saluting Mo Ziyu, he looked at Ling Lan and said enthusiastically: "Miss Ling, I didn't expect you to come over so soon, it just so happened that Grandma Liu made flower tea, please sit in the room." ”

Ling Lan smiled and shook her head: "Don't worry, I came today to bother Gongzi An to lead the way and go to see the flower garden carefully cultivated by Gongzi Xia." ”

I didn't expect her to be so anxious, An Chong said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, last night's strong wind destroyed most of the flower beds, and I hope Miss Ling will forgive me, can I wait for the repairs to be repaired and watched in the past?" ”

If it were other people or normal circumstances, no one would continue to insist, after all, people say that they were destroyed by the wind, and it would be a waste of time and mood to go.

But what did Ling Lan come all the way to do? It has to be going, or it's a toss in vain.

Finding that she was thinking about how to speak, Mo Ziyu suddenly took two steps forward: "Gongzi An is too polite, but we are all here, wouldn't it be a pity not to go?" ”