Jiang Yuhuan left Jiang Xiangxiang to talk in the room, and the longer he stayed, the deeper he understood Jiang Xiangxiang.

Although Jiang Xiangxiang was reluctant to speak ill of people, she also knew her situation from just a few words.

Aunt Qian was devoted to her son and didn't care much about Jiang Xiangxiang's daughter.

Since the birth of his son, he sent Jiang Xiangxiang to the granddaughter of his grandmother next to him, and the two grew up together.

If it weren't for Jiang Qiao's arrangement, Jiang Xiangxiang would probably not be literate, and even embroidery was learned by himself from his maidservant.

Now Jiang Xiangxiang is fourteen, and he has reached the age of discussing relatives after the New Year.

Aunt Qian wanted her to marry a good family and make her younger brother's career smoother in the future, so she asked her to go to the county lord of Zhaoyang to "fulfill her filial piety".

Jiang Xiangxiang can only take out his hands to make some clothes, shoes and socks and pastries, but the county lord of Zhaohua is the daughter of the late Jin prince, and he has never seen anything good.

From Jiang Xiangxiang's unspeakable appearance, she knew that things were disliked, so just now she told Aunt Qian that the county lord of Zhaohua was not short of clothes.

is also because my aunt doesn't hurt, and my father doesn't care about it often, Jiang Xiangxiang has developed the habit of looking at people's faces, and he speaks carefully.

Jiang Yuhuan had just come out of the depressing place of the Junwang Mansion, and meeting Jiang Xiangxiang just made her feel alive.

After returning to his small courtyard, he pulled Jiang Xiangxiang and asked her to take out the embroidery and take it out.

Jiang Xiangxiang was embarrassed at first, but it wasn't until Jiang Yuhuan praised her vigorously that she was a little confident, and she recommended herself to make a dress for Jiang Yuhuan.

Jiang Yuhuan didn't bring much clothes, so he agreed.

She enthusiastically left Jiang Xiangxiang for dinner, Jiang Xiangxiang repeatedly refused, and in the end, Jiang Yuhuan took out the posture of the princess of the county to scare her before leaving people behind.

She held the chopsticks and didn't even dare to pick up the dishes.

In half a day, she had already touched Jiang Xiangxiang thoroughly.

At this time, the more gently she guided her to pick up vegetables, she became more restrained.

Jiang Yuhuan forcefully sandwiched the dish into Jiang Xiangxiang's bowl, and then ate it casually.

Jiang Xiangxiang looked at the dishes in the bowl in a daze, only to feel that his eyes were swollen.

She looked at Jiang Yuhuan's leisurely appearance, lowered her head and ate without saying a word.

After eating, Jiang Xiangxiang offered to take his leave.

Jiang Yuhuan saw that it was getting late, so he asked Zhongyuan to send her back.

After Jiang Xiangxiang left, the whole courtyard fell silent.

Jiang Qiao sent the people who served her before in the afternoon, but she refused, and her yard didn't need anyone else.

She walked in the yard to eat, and the more she walked, the more difficult it became for Jiang Qiao to understand.

Jiang Qiao said that he had a hard time drugging her, and if it was true, he was so nervous about her life that he was barely a good father.

But this yard ......

Desolate and ...... Desolate.

She really couldn't find any other words to describe it.

A lot of things are new, including flowers.

At first glance, it doesn't look like it's been planted here all along.

And the location of the courtyard itself is very remote, giving Jiang Yuhuan a feeling that Jiang Qiao wants people to forget her, no, the original owner.

"I heard that it was Liuyi who found me and brought me back to the county king's mansion?"

"Hmm."

"Have you seen me at that time, how am I, did you mention my situation in the house on June 1st? Fu Ying last wanted to take me away, so he should have observed it for a while before acting, right? ”

"Yes. At the beginning, Jiang Yuhuan was crazy, and the mother-in-law in the yard had a bad attitude, often making her hungry. However, Wen Sihou will come to see it secretly. Later, she was sometimes sober and sometimes insane, probably because she took the antidote to happiness and sorrow. ”

Sanqi still remembers that when June 1st first brought Jiang Yuhuan back to the county king's mansion, Jiang Yuhuan was dressed in tatters, and his hair was messy.

They were in a hurry to find a way to break the game, and no one cared what Jiang Yuhuan looked like.

"Since she had been sober, how could Fu Ying last conclude that it was me who woke up that day, not the sober Jiang Yuhuan?"

"Looks. Liuyi said that Jiang Yuhuan's eyes were dull when he was awake, but the princess of the county, you woke up with hostility. ”

Sanqi was not there at the time, but Liuyi was a big mouth and told them everything.

Jiang Yuhuan was surprised, "Sluggish? If madness is cured, it should be ignorance, how can it be sluggish. ”

"The master also feels strange, Jiang Yuhuan does not talk nonsense and go crazy when he is sober, but he exudes a stupid spirit."

Jiang Yuhuan thought, wasn't he stupid because Jiang Qiao was drugged?

Soon he denied his own thoughts.

The dowry list has a page dedicated to the exotic medicines, how to use them, how long they work, and what the symptoms are, including the after-effects of use.

And happiness and sorrow only make people crazy, and there are no sequelae, is the original owner a fool?

The more I knew, the more I felt that the original owner itself was a huge mystery.

She shook her head, not thinking about it.

Tomorrow is the flower feast, even if she is injured.

The ten-day period is approaching, and although the note does not write what the consequences of unfulfilled promises will be, she does not know about her ability, and she does not know if there will be any hidden punishment for not completing it.

Fatigue hit instantly, she returned to the room, and before Sanqi came back, she was ready to fall asleep under Zhongyuan's service.

She lay groggily in the bed where the original owner had slept before.

There was darkness in my mind, and suddenly there were dots of light. Someone was talking not far away, she couldn't see clearly from a distance, and subconsciously approached.

As she got closer, the sight before her became clearer and clearer.

She saw a young woman sleeping on the bed with a weak breath, even though her hair was messy and her face was pale, she still couldn't stop the woman's beautiful face.

The woman's lower body was stained red with blood, and Jiang Yuhuan's heart tightened.

She tried to call a doctor for her, but she couldn't make a sound.

A little girl next to the bed opened her mouth and cried, and the woman raised her hand with difficulty to touch the little girl's head, but her eyes looked in the direction where she was and whispered softly: "Ah Huan, don't cry." ”

Ah Huan?

Jiang Yuhuan turned his head and found that there was no one behind him.

Is it calling her?

When she turned around again, the woman whispered in the little girl's ear, Jiang Yuhuan couldn't hear it clearly, she approached again, the woman raised her head suddenly, her eyes were sharp, "Ah Huan, don't forget what your mother told you, you must go to your mother's grave to offer incense, you know?" ”

Jiang Yuhuan nodded in a daze, and then the scene in front of him became distorted, and the world swirled in an instant, leaving only the woman's weak voice to continue to sound in his ears.

"Ah Huan ......"

"Incense ......"

"Incense ...... before the grave"

"Remember my mother's words......"

Jiang Yuhuan felt a headache, and kept muttering: "Don't read it, I know, Shangxiang, I know!" ”

After she finished shouting these words, the scene in front of her returned to the way it was before, but the woman's hand on the bed hung down weakly, and she was no longer breathing.

The little girl lying on the side of the bed walked out with blank eyes, and kept muttering, "Incense, incense to my mother." ”

Then, the picture turns, and the little girl sits in the yard digging in the mud, muttering words in her mouth.

Sometimes laughing, sometimes talking to himself.

Jiang Yuhuan tentatively shouted "Ah Huan", and the little girl made a move and slowly turned her head.

The round little face has strange facial features, the eyebrows and eyes are just a little open as before, and the lips are like a mature man.

Her eyes were full of pleading, her cheeks were covered with tears, and at the same time, she grinned an eerie grin.

"Ahh

With a scream, Jiang Yuhuan sat up and woke up from the nightmare.

She clutched her chest and gasped, looking at the dark room, and only felt a hairy feeling in her heart.

"Zhongyuan, Sanqi."

No one answered, and there was silence in the darkness.

Zhongyuan and Sanqi have sensitive ears, and it stands to reason that they will come in when they hear her screaming, how can there be no movement?

She was so frightened that she didn't even dare to lift the bed curtain.

"Zhongyuan? Three-seven? Are you out there? Her voice trembled, but she still didn't get a response.

Jiang Yuhuan's eyes were sour, and he hesitated when he put his hand on the bed tent.

Do you want to go out or not?

Something must have happened to Zhongyuan and Sanqi.

can do the ability of the two of them, so that there will not be any movement at all.

As she pondered, she felt the bed tent move.

She immediately became vigilant, and her hand slowly reached for the dagger under the pillow.

Suddenly, she heard a sneer, and for some reason, she felt that this sneer was mocking her for being timid.

She clutched the dagger tightly in her hand and stared at the bed with bated breath.

For a long time, there was no movement outside, her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and she could only hear the sound of "bang" heartbeat in her ears.

Stiff from excessive tension, she didn't dare to let her guard down, her instinct told her that the man hadn't left yet.

Sure enough, the next moment, she felt a gust of wind, and the bed tent was lifted.

A cluster of fire suddenly ignited in the air, shining on the man's face and startling Jiang Yuhuan.

Jiang Yuhuan pretended to be calm and didn't scream, she pulled out a dagger and pointed at the man, "Who! ”

The man held the fire fold, approached Jiang Yuhuan, and after looking at it, he said disdainfully: "Hey, with this little guts, no wonder you want me to protect you." ”

His voice was clear, and he was like a teenager when he heard it.

Jiang Yuhuan thought he had heard it wrong, "What...... What? ”

The boy wrinkled his eyebrows, "Little stammer? ”

"You're stammering, your whole family is stammering!"

Instead of being annoyed, the young man said with great interest: "I don't have a home, and Master barely counts me as a family. And you, the daughter of the teacher, are also considered to be my family, so you still stutter. ”

Jiang Yuhuan was stunned by his series of words, she heard every word clearly, how could she not understand it when they were connected together?

"You are Jiang Qiao's apprentice?" She said tentatively.

The young man showed a disgusted expression, "What Jiang Qiao, my master is a well-known mechanism formation master." ”

Jiang Yuhuan felt that this person's brain was not very good, how could her mother have something to do with his master, didn't this ruin her mother's reputation.

"You don't talk nonsense! My mother is Mrs. Hou, how can I become your teacher! ”

The boy waved his hand, "Hey, don't bother with their adult affairs." ”

Jiang Yuhuan also stopped at the right time.

Zhongyuan and Sanqi did not move, presumably it was also this person's masterpiece.

"What happened to your handmaid?"

The young man sat down on the edge of the bed unceremoniously, and Jiang Yuhuan stepped back defensively.

"It's really useless to set up a formation and get trapped, I still want them to play with me."

Jiang Yuhuan's dagger approached, and he said coldly: "Let them go." ”

"It will come out in time." The young man shook the dagger between his fingers, not worried about Jiang Yuhuan hurting him at all, "Little junior sister, put the dagger away." ”

"Who is your little junior sister!"

"You!"

“……”

She asked this not because she really didn't know who the little junior sister he was talking about was, but because she wanted to ask where the title "little junior sister" began.

I don't know if the boy deliberately or really didn't understand her words.